Another installment!

Severus and I walked into the Great Hall at around eight thirty, Harry was sitting with Weasley, he looked up, Severus and I sneered at him, warning him not to tell anyone yet because Severus and I had discussed how to embarrass him. He nodded and we winked.

Then he started choking, he worked it out…

"Draco, until Potions, when we will embarrass Ha-Potter." Severus smiled before walking up to the teachers table.

I sat down with Blaise and grabbed some food, I glanced over at Harry, he was eating again, with Weasel and Granger, she had their bags/Oh how sweet…/ I thought scathingly.

"What's happening between you and Snape?" Blaise's silken drawl drew me back to Slytherin table/It'll all come out, Blaise…/

"Same as usual, why, Blaisie?" I ask the golden haired Slytherin,

"Oh, just Potter walked in and looked over here… And he looked like he had scrubbed his skin for ages… Is all, Dray." He replies, best friends, but we sound gay… But Blaise has Seamus Finnigan wrapped around his finger.

"Oh… It's Potter…" I grin at Blaise, he grins back, the bell goes… /Hope this works…/ I grin evilly to myself.

I grab my bag and get up, Blaise looks at me, I shrug and head towards the Dungeons for Potions with Harry…

I settle in the front row, Severus walks in, nods and walks out,

He is to hide behind a statue and make Harry late, therefore having to sit with me, then we will be paired for our next assignment. Then, because we have to make a Potion today, we will, and Severus will kiss us if it's good, and if not… I don't know. But he checks a lot, so he will be flirty.

The first people were arriving, Granger and Weasley, looking worried, then Macmillan, Finnigan, Blaise, Longbottom, and then the rest of the class. Weasley glares something evil at me,

"What is it, dear, Weasel?" I sneer out to the red haired buffoon. Granger glowers back at me/Ooh… Lovebirds/ I giggle to myself.

There is a grumble as Harry and Severus reappear, I smile slightly as Harry realises I'm the only person to sit with… He curses softly and makes his way to the seat next to me.

Excellent timing on my behalf, and poor luck on Harry's and he sat down and my hand landed on his inner thigh, he drew in a breath willing himself to remain calm.

Soo... What did ya think? Denna.