A/N: Ok, this is the first chapter that Draco really shows feelings (and not just friendship feelings) towards Hannah, Snape is having them do something difficult…a minor grade LOVE potion! Who knows what could happen, with Drosie in Hannah's Potions class.

Chapter 7

Cupid is a Fickle Friend

The few days after the I actually nearly got raped (that was what I had thought) Draco and I became closer, almost never talking to anyone but each other.

The first Potions class since "the incident", Snape had us all doing something I found fun.

"Alright, I want you to pair up and collect ingredients; we are going to be making weak grade love potions."

My eyes lit up as I turned to Draco, his eyes nearly glowed.

"Hey, Hannah, be my partner?" Ivy asked, Draco yet again glared at her.

"Sure," I said "You go and get the ingredients and I'll stay here."

Ivy went off to get the ingredients, as I got the preparation together.

"Professor Snape?" Pansy asked "There is one ingredient missing, I can't find a lock of a crush's hair."

"That is the fun part, Ms Parkinson," Snape explained "You and your partner will divide the potion in two, and both of you will find your own lock of hair of your special someone. But I must warn you, this potion will not create love, just a mere desire to be in the potion brewer's company."

"I think I know who Potter and Malfoy are going to use it on, Professor." Drosie drawled, sneering in my direction.

"Who would that be, Drosie?" a girl asked.

"Simple, Nancy, they are going to use the potion on each other!" Drosie yelled, amidst a large group of laughs. I blushed and turned away.

"Shut up, Drosie!" Pansy yelled "Stupid Gryffindors think they have the right to walk all over the other houses!"

"Really, Parkinson? I always said that Slytherins were cold, heartless and uncompassionate. But I was wrong! Look at Potter and Malfoy!"

"What part of 'Shut up, Drosie!' do you not comprehend?" Rose and Ivy asked, Rose pulling out her wand and advancing on Drosie. Ivy standing up and making for her wand.

"Rosie, no!" I whispered "It isn't worth losing points from Slytherin."

"Get to brewing, ladies!" Snape ordered.

I got to helping Ivy with brewing the potion.

"So, who are you going to use this potion on?" I asked.

"I actually had a bit of a thing for Draco's friend Blaise."

"Aww. Looks like I am not the only one with a crush." I teased.

"So are you going to use your half of the potion on D-R-A-C-O?" Amelia asked behind us working with Monique.

"Yeah, I think I will." I said looking over at Draco and Goyle, who were talking quietly, looking at something.

As the potion brewed, a knock came at the classroom door. Snape went to answer it.

"Yes, what do you want?" Snape asked.

"Yes I was sent by Marcus Flint to deliver robes to Hannah Potter." The voice of Romilda Vaine answered.

"Very well, Potter! Your team robes are here!"

I got up and walked to the back of the classroom door. Romilda handed me the robes.

"And Flint said that there is a package for you waiting in the Slytherin common room." She said to me walking away.

I went back to my potion and tucked my team robes away in my book bag, to put on after class, and wear for my first practice.

After class, with my portion of the potion bottled and sealed away for future use, I went into the dorms and changed into my new robes.

The robes were dark green, with an under jumper of green and silver stripes; Slytherin colours.

I walked downstairs to dinner, where Draco was sitting looking more amused than usual.

"Hey." He smirked "You missed the Gryffindor team, they just went for practice; little do they know that they have to share the pitch with you guys, oh and I got your broom for you."

"Thanks." I said laughing opening the parcel.

All I could do was stare at the broomstick…a Nimbus 2000! I had heard from Rose that they were the fastest ones on the market!

"Holy Skinner!" I gasped.

"What the hippogriff did you say?" Draco asked, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Oh, Holy Skinner? It's sort of the thing I say when something is really wicked; like this broom for example."

"Oh, but why Skinner?"

"After Jeff Skinner, my favourite ice hockey player, of course you don't know what hockey is…"

"Yeah, I don't, you may need to teach me about it sometime."

"Hey, Hannah! Let's move, the Gryffindors are right for the tormenting!" Flint yelled.

"Better get going." Draco said an anticipating gleam in his eyes.

"See you." I said.

I grabbed my broom and walked off onto the pitch, where my Slytherin team mates were waiting for me.

"Glad to see that the Potter girl is finally here. So this is the team: your other Chasers Lucy Selwyn and Amy Dolohov," Flint started gesturing to the only other females there "Our Keeper, David Black," a nod to the well built boy in the corner "I am Beater alongside Blaise Zabini." Again, Flint gave a nod to the only other person in mine and Draco's year. "And my favourite Seeker, Terry-Anne Higgs."

"Nobody knows you are on our team yet. But the Gryffindors may find out today, let's get on the pitch Slytherins, and cause some havoc!"

One by one the team filed out of the dressing room, onto the pitch. The first thing I heard was a lot of shouting.

"Get behind someone Potter!" Flint hissed as someone, no doubt the Gryffindor captain flew over to Flint.

"Flint!" the boy yelled "You know I booked the pitch for tonight! Go find another time to practice!"

"Well, Wood, according to Snape we can have this pitch tonight to train our new players."

"What new players? I only see a new player." Wood objected nodding to Zabini as the rest of the Gryffindor team flew over to us.

"Alright, Potter, come over and greet the opposition!" Flint shouted.

I stepped out from behind Lucy. I walked up to the head of the group.

"Hannah?" Harry asked. My jaw dropped.

"Harry?" I asked "What are you doing here?"

"I'm on the Gryffindor Quidditch team. I could ask you the same question."

"Same as you, except for I'm a Slytherin."

I grabbed the Quaffle.

"Alright, who is going to try to block me?"

"I think I can stop you, Potter." Black said mounting.

"Good, I would love to see you try, Black. She is amazing, should have seen her try out, got every shot past me. Powerful arm, that girl's got." Flint said.

"Then we have some competition for next week guys, better let them fly in peace, the little scum that they are." Wood scoffed.

"Gryffindors," Selwyn said "spoiled brats."

I grabbed the Quaffle from Selwyn and flew in the direction of Black.

"Bring it on, Potter. I'm not afraid of any girls." Black sneered.

"You should be afraid of me." I smirked back, throwing the Quaffle.

Black flew to try to get it, but the Quaffle was too fast and powerful for him, it went through the hoop.

"Way to go, Potter!" Dolohov cheered "I have never been able to get past Black. You did it on your first shot! I am impressed."

"Thank you." I said smiling and taking a bow.

"Stupid Gryffindors cut our practice! Well I will see you guys at our first game next week, we play Gryffindor. Get some rest. I will talk to separate positions before the match."

"Nice work at practice. I saw you. Pretty good for Muggle raised." Draco said in the nearly deserted common room.

"Thanks." I said.

"So, in Potions, when we made the love potion?"

"Yeah, what about it?"

"Um, who were you planning to use it on?"

"I don't know for sure."

"Any ideas?"

"Not really, who were you planning to use it on?"

"I have an idea, but I don't know how you are going to react."

Me, me, me let him be talking about me! I thought.

"Who did you have in mind?" I asked.

"I was thinking…um…to save it for…a girl I am kind of wild about."

"Aww, that is kind of sweet."

"Yeah, I know she kind of has it for me too, but I don't know what she really thinks of me."

"Well, maybe just ask her, and see what she says." I offered.

"I am kind of shy about it, since a lot of people in other houses, Drosie especially, keeps making fun of me and her about our relationship."

A bell rang in my head "Who are you talking about?"

"I don't know if I should say, it could ruin this thing we have. I'm going to bed, I'll see you tomorrow." He said looking away but still kissing my cheek.

"Yeah…Night" I replied, kissing him back.

As I climbed upstairs, I had three things on my mind.

One, Draco Malfoy liked me.

Two, there is a part of him that really was bugged over the fact we were made fun of.

And three, I had definitely developed a crush on him.