And if we dream - Draco Malfoy/ OC

Chapter 9-

Summary: Like some magnetic force, like some unbreakable bond she was drawn back to him again and again. And now, staying away was an inconceivable notion. "Always." she murmured, one hand finding his, the other tangling into his platinum hair, "Always."

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"This as all your fault Greenwood." Malfoy snarled the moment Avery stepped through the potions classroom door, from his seat at the desk in the front of the room, without even turning around, "You useless bint."

"I didn't ask you to pour the rest of the potion over me Malfoy," she responded instantly as she moved up the aisle slowly, pulling her robes tighter around herself, the potions classroom had always been colder than most, must be a Slytherin thing, "And you should watch the insults. I could have been Snape you know."

"To have been me Miss Greenwood," Snapes equally cold voice drawled from the right of the room, the ingredients cupboard she noticed as she turned towards the sound with a cringe, "you would have had to have arrived on time."

"Sorry sir," she mumbled as she picked up speed, taking the seat beside Malfoy, on the desk that the students named the 'official detention desk' She neglected to give any excuses for her lateness, she knew Snape would chose to ignore them anyway.

"Draco, Greenwood," the professor began, "To say I'm disappointed would be an understatement, it was my belief that the younger students would be trouble this year, not those old enough to know better." He paused, no doubt to let his disappointment wash over the reprimanded students, "Tonight you'll clean the cauldrons used in today's lessons, without magic of course." he held out a hand for their wands which both students handed over begrudgingly. Avery with a glare. "Need I tell you to work civilly with one and other?"

"No sir." Avery mumbled, Malfoy shook his head silently, clenching his jaw.

"Good. Two hours." he said before sweeping from the room in a billow of black robe, wands in hand. Avery groaned as her eyes found the large pile of dirty cauldrons, Snape had no doubt left for this reason, and the pile of cleaning implements beside it.

"Don't even Malfoy." she snapped, noticing that he had opened his mouth to speak, "Not right now."

She stomped towards the pile and hoisted two off of the top and moved towards her usual potions desk with them, moving herself as far away from Malfoy as she could, she watched under her lashes as he moved to do the same. The first cauldron had only a thin layer of light blue liquid in the bottom, the potion that she was supposed to make in lesson today she guessed. It was easy enough to clean with warm water and a hard bristled brush. The next three were relatively the same, some more stained than others, more than likely because they had waited longer for Snape to mark them and vanish them. Avery wondered if there was a spell specifically for vanishing potions but not cleaning the cauldrons in the process. The next cauldron she looked deep into was burned black and she figured it had come for a first year lesson, the same had happened to her and Harrys potion in their first lesson. She was thankful that Malfoy hadn't spoke again since she had snapped at him, the silence was welcoming, even if it was thick with contempt from the Slytherin's side, the Slytherin who despite his insolence and laziness was cleaning his share of the cauldrons dutifully and quickly. She narrowed her eyes as she took in his appearance, the blonde had taken off his robe and rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt, a smudge of black stained his cheek and his hair was still tinted green. Avery suppressed a grin at the memory and deduced that even though she was stuck here now and had green tinted hair, it was totally worth it.

She returned to cleaning and couldn't suppress a bark of laughter when the next cauldron she peered into held the remnants of the thick gloopy mess she, herself had made, and consequently found herself bathed in today.

"Shut it Greenwood!" Malfoy growled from across the room, glaring angrily, visibly grinding his teeth together. Avery raised an eyebrow and grumbled, "Sorry, for Merlin's sake! Bloody Nazi."

Malfoy tutted, every inch the arrogant git that Avery knew him to be and returned to his work. Avery took that cue, wondering what time it was, hoping they were entitled to leave soon and returned to her own cleaning, a smile pulling at her lips again as she scrubbed roughly at the green stains.

There was a few moments of silence before Malfoys voice sounded, "Greenwood?"

"Yes?" she sighed, steeling herself for another insult or argument starter.

"What's a Nazi?"

"Excuse me?" she asked, taking in the confused frown on the blonds face.

"You called me a Nazi. What is that?" A few responses crossed Averys mind, the first to stare in shock at the ice prince as he had been so aptly nick named in Hogwarts and marvel over the fact that he had not only asked her a question, but been civil about it and was willing to admit that there was something he didn't know, the second was to laugh loudly and the third was to tell him the truth. She opted for the last.

"I don't- I don't actually know, it was something Hermione told me about the muggle world. Something about a war. I just know the word is a bad thing to be called."

"Right." he said slowly, the old snarkiness creeping back into his voice.

"Sometimes muggle words seep into my vocabulary." she felt the need to explain. She was after all a pure blood like Malfoy himself, though she wasn't nearly as excited abut it, nor did she hold up many of the pure blood values, if any at all.

"I wouldn't know any." Malfoy stated firmly, his tone of voice and the way he returned to his work indicating that the conversation was over.

Avery swallowed and spoke, "Malfoy?"

"What?"

"Have you ever taken to time to speak to a muggle born, other than to insult them?" the blonds silence told her the answer was a resounding no, "They're not evil, they're not dirty, some are more powerful than most pure bloods," she stated, Hermione immediately passing through her thoughts, "Maybe you'd get along with some of them, y'know, if you tried."

The Slytherin opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted by the classroom door swinging open, Snape storming through. Avery heaved a sigh of relief, ready to return to the common room and somehow prove to Hermione that she hadn't murdered Malfoy during her time here, she would have to borrow Harry's map to do so. Cold dark eyes moved over her and the Malfoy, assessing for any damage or signs of fighting, after finding nothing he growled, "Leave."

Avery couldn't bolt from the classroom quick enough. Though she stopped at the door way, and glanced behind her, Draco Malfoy stood in his same position, staring at his teacher and God father with concern in his eyes. Snape moved to his desk tiredly and glanced at his favoured student, "Later." he said, to which Malfoy nodded obediently and moved to slip his robes back onto his shoulders. Avery shook her head and began the journey back to her common room.

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So yeah, its like 1.15 here and I have college at 8 tomorrow so I had to end it here and Ive saved the half of the next chapter so it should be up soon.

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