A/N: Chapter 3. Enjoy :)

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(RE-DONE!) (As of 6/27/12)

Everyone watched as Professor Snape conjured a piece of parchment from his wand.

"Let's see..." Professor Snape drawled, glancing around the room filled with fearful Gryffindors and doubtful Slytherins.

"Katie Bell. You shall be paired with," The professor paused for effect, "Millicent Bulstode." Both girls glared at the teacher, then at each other.

"Hermione Granger. You're with Pansy Parkinson."

Pansy, who was in the back, spoke up rather rudely. "Professor!" She groaned,

"How am I supposed to get anything done working with that mud-blood?" Some of the Gryffindor students gasped in surprise at the harsh comment.

"What the hell is your problem Pansy?" Ron yelled at her.

"Quit going around calling people that!" He added, holding Hermione's hand for support.

Pansy was about to retaliate with another insulting remark when professor Snape interrupted her.

"Miss Parkinson, I'm sure you'll do just as well on your assignment with Granger as your partner as you usually would." Professor Snape said with a faint smile to reassure her.

"As for Mr. Weasley, I do think that no matter what partner he has, he will still, utterly fail." Ron's ears tuned red at the comment.

"Also, five points from Gryffindor for interrupting my class." He said while walking back to his desk to resume reading his parchment. Ron mumbled something incoherent while sinking lower in his seat.

"Now where was I, ah yes. Potter," He drawled, Harry's head snapped up immediately at the sound of his name.

"You'll be partnered with..." Professor Snape paused, a smile danced on his lips. "Draco Malfoy."

"WHAT!" Both yelled in unison. They looked at one another before glaring at their lovely teacher. The professor smirked and went back to looking at his parchment.

"But-, but- professor!" Draco exclaimed. "I-, you-, can't you pair him with someone else?" He pleaded with his now least favorite teacher.

"I'm afraid not Draco. Potter, surprisingly enough, is the only one who's close enough to your academic level." Professor Snape replied before pairing off the rest; Ron with Blaise Zabini, Seamus Finnegan with Goyle, Neville (They all heard a whimper) with Crabbe, and Parvati Patil with Daphne Greengrass. Harry of course wasn't paying much attention because he was still slightly frozen with shock.

'Out of all the bloody students, he HAS to pick ME to be with Draco!' He thought desperately, letting his head fall onto his desk with a thud.

'Brilliant. Just. Bloody. Brilliant.' Draco thought while writing his notes down fiercely.

'Can't that old hag think of anything better to do then pair up the school's two 'worst' enemies?'

"Don't forget," Professor Snape added, "You'll each get a different assignment so there shall be no cheating. You can come up to my desk after lunch to receive your parchment, which will have your shared instructions on it." He glanced around the room once again. "Class dismissed."

With a sigh, the students gathered their things and made their way out of the classroom, all making sure to glare at their new 'partners'. Especially Pansy and Hermione. It looked like they were trying to kill each other just with their eyes.

"I can't believe that git paired me with Zabini!" Ron exclaimed as he, Harry, and Hermione walked down the corridor, towards Charms.

"At least Zabini's better then Parkinson. I'll be doing all the work no doubt, while she goes on and on about her pure-blood snotty family." Hermione replied while sporting a scowl as if just saying her name was like tasting acid. Harry just nodded in response, still slightly startled that he'll have to be working in close proximity with Draco.

Alone. With nothing to do except work on that bloody potion.

"So, I guess you'll have to hook up with Malfoy later, then?" Ron said while trying to find his charms essay.

"Wh-what?" Harry stopped, and stared at Ron in confusion, eyes wide.

"You know. You two will have to meet up and discuss who does what for your assignment." Hermione answered, slightly confused on why Harry stopped walking.

"Oh. Oh yeah, yeah I guess so." Harry said now blushing slightly, now more in hurry to get to the charms classroom.

"I can't believe I got paired up with that know-it-all mud-blood Granger." Pansy spat out while they were all walking to Divination.

"I'd rather have Granger than the weasel." Blaise commented.

"Draco darling, are you feeling alright? You haven't said one word since we left Potions." Pansy asked as she dug through her bag for her Divination homework.

"Huh? Oh, yes, I'm fine. Just tired I guess." Draco replied in the most nonchalant way he could muster. He couldn't let his friends know how worried he was about his assignment with Potter.

"Well alright. Maybe you should skip Divination, you don't look so good." Pansy replied, pressing her hand against Draco's clammy forehead to see if he had a fever.

"Erm, yeah. Yeah, that actually does sound like a good idea," Draco agreed, lucky to have found a way out of class.

"Can you take some notes for me Pans?" Draco handed her his 'Double Writing Quill'.

"Of course Draco dear," Pansy smiled as she kissed him on the cheek and started walking down the hall.

"Feel better Drake," Blaise called out as he went to catch up with Pansy.

Draco waved goodbye to his friends and started strolling down the opposite end of the corridor.

'What am I going to do?' He silently asked himself.

'Well...maybe it won't be so bad,' the blonde contemplated, "being alone with Potter. Somewhere secluded. Alone. With Potter. This is going to be bad." He thought grimly as his forehead smacked into something hard.

"Ouch!" They both said in unison.

Harry leveled his glasses.

"...Malfoy?" He said in a surprised tone.

Draco straightened up,

"...Potter." He replied, trying not to notice how his voice sounded slightly high pitched.

"What are you doing here?" Harry questioned.

"I should ask you the same." Draco replied, trying to sneer, which probably looked more like he was going to sneeze than anything else.

"Bathroom." Harry responded while looking around the empty corridor, trying to find anything else besides the handsome blond next to him to focus on.

"Skipping Divination." Draco answered, trying desperately not to look into Harry's eyes.

"Ah. So. Erm, when should we meet up?" Harry asked looking down at his shoes.

Draco's cheeks flushed slightly,

"Huh?"

"For the assignment. We have a week to finish it." Harry replied, now looking at Draco.

"Oh." Draco blinked his eyes owlishly as he realized what Harry was talking about,

"Uh, yeah. Well, I have Quidditch practice tonight. How about after that?" Draco asked now looking at Harry's unruly hair.

The brunette was imagining what Draco's body must look like from playing all that Quidditch when he found Draco staring at him.

"What? Oh! Yeah, that's- that's fine." Harry replied, hoping Draco didn't notice him staring.

"Alright." Draco said with a nod.

"Well, bye then." Harry responded and walked away, sincerely looking for the nearest loo.

Draco leaned against the stone wall and slowly slid down to a sitting position.

'Bugger. How am I supposed to concentrate on doing that assignment, when I'm going to be working with That?' He thought before resting his head on his arms and letting his eyes droop closed.

After the trio had lunch, they made their way down to the dungeons to pick up their Potions assignments. Most of the Slytherins were already there, forming a line into Professor Snape's classroom.

"Hey weasel!" Blaise yelled from across the hall.

"What Zabini?" Ron spat while glaring at the tan boy.

"I already picked up our assignment," He said, waving the parchment, "Amortentia. I want to get started on it now; lord knows it'll take three tries to get it right with you around." The boy smirked.

"But, we'll miss lunch," Ron replied, stomach growling.

"And I'm not THAT bad." The red head added sheepishly.

Blaise laughed, "Too bad weasel bee. And yes. You are that bad." The Slytherin said while already walking in the direction of the library.

Ron murmured a good bye to Harry and Hermione before setting off down the hall after Blaise.

Harry waited while Hermione and Pansy got their assignment; he could hear them bickering twelve feet away.

"-want this one!"

"-can't pick!"

"-be such a know-it-all!"

"-nasty Slytherin!"

"Mud-blood!"

"I will not stoop to your level of child like behavior!" Hermione screeched angrily. Pansy responded by sticking her tongue out.

Harry saw the two coming back over, both still glaring at one another.

"Erm, Pansy?" The Slytherin girl turned her glare to Harry, "Where's Draco?"

"He was supposed to be here already," She replied looking around the room. "Oh! There he is!" She skipped over to the blond.

"Draco, dear!" She smiled.

"Here are the notes you wanted, hon!" She handed him a small pile of notes, each with a heart in the top right corner.

"Thanks Pansy." Draco smiled and tried not to wince at the girly looking parchment.

"Mud-blood and the Golden boy are looking for you," She pointed over to Harry and Hermione, both were looking at something in their books. Draco strolled over, and cleared his throat.

"Oh. Hey, uh, Malfoy." Harry said placing the book back in his bag.

"Let's just get this over with, Potter." Draco replied walking into the classroom.

"Draco. Potter." Professor Snape said and handed them their assignment. "You two get the last one. Enjoy." Harry noticed the professor had said the last part rather...oddly.

"The ingredients you'll be needing can be easily found around the castle." The professor added, turning away and going back to grading papers.

"Which one is it?" Harry asked while getting closer to Draco, peering over to read the parchment.

"Wiggenweld. Isn't that a reviving potion?" Draco looked up to find Harry closer than he expected.

"Uh huh." Harry replied quietly, causing Draco to blush at the feel of Harry's hot breath on his face.

"Right." Draco slightly whimpered.

"Well. Here's the ingredient list." He handed Harry the parchment. "You do half and I'll do half?"

"That sounds fair." Harry nodded and read over the list.

"Ok. Well. See you tonight then, Harry." Draco whispered the last part, already on his way down the corridor with Pansy.

Harry looked up to find the blond already gone. "See you." He whispered in reply.

"Blimey," Harry mumbled distractedly while on his way through the Gryffindor common room.

'Horklump juice? Flobberworm mucus? Salamander blood? Where on earth am I going to find all this!' He thought desperately.

"Wotcher Harry!" Hermione replied from the corner of the room. Harry found her over by the couch with papers all over the place.

"Hermione! Just the witch I was looking for!" Harry smiled.

"Er, where's Ron?" He glanced around the room. No sign of the red head.

"Zabini took him down to the library again. They'll probably be there all night at the pace they work. So how can I help, Harry?" Hermione asked, shifting her papers over so he could sit down.

"It's this potion. I don't even know what half of these things are, let alone where I could find them!" He exclaimed handing her the parchment.

Hermione read over the list. "Well, luckily for you Harry, I happen to have enough powdered asphodel root for you to use! I think I may have some lion fish spines too, from last summer. Let me go check." She replied, and went up stairs towards the girl's dormitory.

A few minutes later Hermione came back down with two containers in her hands.

"Brilliant! Thanks Hermione!" Harry beamed. He took the containers from her and put them in his bag.

"No problem Harry! I think Hagrid might have most of the other things on your list. You could probably go down to his hut before dinner if you wanted to." She said, pulling the stacks of paper onto her lap once again.

"That's a good idea. I should be back soon. Thanks again, Hermione!" Harry replied as he left through the portrait hole.

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Oh, also, I've been reading fics lately that have little trivial questions about their stories in the author notes so I thought it would be fun to try!

For all you brilliant and beautiful Ravenclaws (like me) here's your question:

What is the Amortentia potion? Cookies for those who get it right! :D

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