Draco Malfoy and the Potions Pupil

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Chapter 14: Quidditch Detour

Draco grabbed Lily's arm and pulled her in behind the Hippogriff statue that he'd been hiding behind. He knew that she would use this corridor on her way to the Quidditch pitch and he also knew that this would be too good of an opportunity to miss to spend time with her. While the rest of the school was distracted by the Quidditch match he and Lily could do whatever they wanted without the fear of being caught.

"Hi Lily," he said taking his hand away from her mouth, which he'd covered to stop her crying out in alarm.

"What're you doing?" she giggled as she peered back over her shoulder. "We could get caught."

"Right now, I wouldn't care if we did," he said as he pushed some of her hair away from her face and looked at her thoughtfully. Why had it taken him this long to realise that there was more to Lily Potter than just her resemblance to Astoria? Why hadn't he seen straight away that she was this beautiful?

As if she knew what he was thinking, she blushed as the last thought crossed his mind. She broke their eye contact and glanced back over her shoulder again.

"Relax," he said, confident that they were safe.

When she turned back to face him again she stepped back and ran into the statue behind her. Draco put his hand on it and leant in closer. He smiled to himself as he heard her gasp; she was still so nervous around him. Just as their lips touched the sound of footsteps broke the silence that had descended.

Lily suddenly pushed Draco away from her and stepped out into the corridor. He hated the feeling of her pushing him away even though he knew that she had only done it to save them both the trouble of being caught. She was signalling for him to remain hidden but he decided that he wanted to go somewhere more private anyway so he followed her and couldn't help but be amused by the look on her face.

Neville Longbottom came into view and stopped when he spotted the two of them. Draco heard Lily gulp and she looked up at him for help. More than happy to provide it he spoke.

"And ten points from Gryffindor for back chat," he said in a stern tone but he was fighting the urge to laugh both at the look on Lily's face and his own brilliant improvisation.

"Is everything ok here?" asked Longbottom as his gaze shifted between Draco and Lily and back again.

"Of course, Professor," said Draco. He hadn't missed the glance exchanged between Lily and Longbottom. "Miss Potter here has just been giving me a piece of her mind, and it's not a particularly nice piece."

"Lily," said Longbottom looking at her for another explanation. Draco's hand twitched as if he had considered reaching for his wand.

"I know you may find it hard to believe Longbottom," Draco said with contempt. "But Potter isn't quite so delightful to all of her professors as she is to you."

Draco could feel the hatred burning within him yet he himself didn't know why it was so intense. He knew there was nothing more than friendship between Lily and Longbottom but he still felt jealous of their connection. He put his hand on Lily's shoulder to reaffirm to all three of them that she was his.

"I was just going to take Miss Potter to my office for the detention that she so cunningly tried to avoid," he said, still staring maliciously at Longbottom. "If you'll excuse us?" Without waiting for a reply he steered Lily away.

Neither of them said anything while they descended two more floors on their way to the dungeons. Draco was now feeling a sense of victory over Longbottom and was internally congratulating himself when Lily spoke.

"What was that all about?" she asked in an accusatory tone.

"What do you mean?" asked Draco. He was so happy with his little performance upstairs that he'd convinced himself that she was too.

"You didn't have to be so mean. Nev... I mean Professor Longbottom's my friend," said Lily.

Draco stopped immediately. Both her mention of Longbottom as her friend and referring to him as Neville extinguished any trace of triumph which he'd been feeling. She still called him Malfoy rather than Draco sometimes.

"I was only trying to make it believable," he lied.

Lily made no reply but just looked away.

"I could hardly have said; 'Hello Neville, how are you, old boy?' That would've just made him more suspicious," reasoned Draco.

"There's no need to mock," said Lily adopting a sulky expression.

"Sorry," said Draco and this time he was being genuine. He didn't want her to be angry with him. "We just can't risk anyone finding out, I was only acting, I meant nothing by it."

"Alright," said Lily with a slight smile.

Draco put his hand on her cheek; "Is it really all right?"

"Yes," she said confidently and with more of a smile. "Now what were you saying about your office, and detention?"

He smiled playfully; "This way Miss Potter."

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