Draco's POV

Just one more rose petal, a sprinkle of salt and the job is done. I add the remaining ingredients to my potion and let it rest. Nobody has finished yet other than Granger. She always finishes first but that doesn't mean her potions are the best. A smirk starts to play on my lips and before I know it I'm smiling widely.

I regain my normality and sit down next to Blaise while I wait for the others to finish. After a few minutes Professor Slughorn ( or, as I like to call him, Slug bug) clears his throat telling everyone that 45 minutes have passed and that he will start checking each brew. The first students he goes to are the Hufflepuff's at the front row. They all did discreetly and he passes on.

Saint Potter isn't so good after all and neither is his buddy Weasleby. They failed terribly (as I expected ). After ranting on about how much they have to improve he moves over to miss Know-it-all . She hands over her potion with a satisfied smile. As always, she did excellent.

About five minutes later he reaches my desk and I give him my finished work. He glances at it for a little more than 2 minutes and declares immediately that mine was the best. I hear some of my fellow Slytherins applaud at the back but the one reaction I'm interested in looking at is the one from the Gryffindor "princess".

Her expression is priceless. I look over at her with my usual devilish smirk, the only difference is that this time she doesn't respond with one of her own I'm-the-best faces...Instead, she is red like a dragon's flame from her neck to the very tips of her ears. Her eyes are focused on me and if looks could kill I'd be 2 feet under by now. As soon as we are all dismissed she bursts out and by the time I'm in the corridor she is nowhere to be seen, not that I care anyways.

I go to my own common room and Pansy starts to joke about how she's probably locked up in her room crying her eyes out. At first I start laughing but then at the thought of her crying something weird clicks inside me.

Last summer, my father was sent to Azkaban and all I did was cry and cry. I was miserable and probably just the thought of someone crying makes me feel sick. Hermione Granger is my sworn enemy and yet here I am feeling bad for her. I snap out of it and excuse myself.

Once I reach my dorm I slump down onto the mattress and fall asleep. After a while I wake up in a puddle of sweat, another nightmare. I am used to them by now. In my dream I was in Malfoy Manor and on the floor was Hermione Granger screaming in pain. The only difference from the other times I had this dream is that this time I was the one torturing her. I was the monster. I got up still shaking and walked to the bathroom to refresh myself. The door opened.

"What's taking so long dude? Dinner's almost served."

"Yeah sorry. I'm coming"

Blaise gave a questioning look but I just waved him off.

"It's another nightmare isn't it?"

"Yes, but it's not a big deal okay? Let's just go to dinner"

We walked to the great hall in silence and sat down in front of Pansy and Goyle at the Slytherin table. Crabbe was a few feet away making fun of a first year. The staff sat down at their table and chicken appeared on each plate alongside some mashed potatoes. Everyone started eating and chatting with friends. The meal was going fine as usual until someone started yelling at the other end of the room.

It was a familiar voice, a voice I hated: Hermione bloody Granger. She was having a heated argument with Weasley. I wonder what he did to make her so mad. After a minute or so of fighting, not caring that everyone was watching, she stormed out of the great hall probably running back to her room. I felt like hexing Ron right there in front of everyone but it didn't seem like a good idea so I just sat there thinking about what happened.

It wasn't rare for people to fight publicly during meals or lessons but this time I felt really bad. Probably because she looked really upset rather than mad. Is it possible to feel so sorry for your enemy? Wait, at least I think she's my enemy.

Author's note: I am sorry that this is a very short chapter and for the very late update. I will try to post again next week. I probably won't write double POV's for each scene but I felt like i had to do both perspectives since it was the first chapter. If you find any errors or the plot line isn't smooth feel free to let me know, 'cause since I don't have a beta reader it's harder to correct everything. I hope you are all enjoying it.

-Emma