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A/N: Thanks to those who have reviewed so far!

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Sunday went by totally uneventful, and Draco woke up Monday morning with a scowl and some negative thoughts.

"Ah shit," he muttered under his breath, "Double potions with the Gryffindors." Now normally Draco loved potions, it was a chance to best Stupid Bloody Potter at something. However lately, Snape had been pairing Slytherins with Gryffindors as Dumbledore kept encouraging all teachers to promote "Inter-House Unity." Draco did not want to even be in the same room as any Gryffindors.

Although, it's more a certain special Gryffindor you wish to avoid, isn't it Draco? The little voice taunted him nastily. Draco buried his head under his pillow and groaned. Ever since his run-in with Har-POTTER, Draco had known exactly what had been missing.

Yes folks, you got it, Draco Malfoy was head-over-heels for Stupid Bloody Potter. It wasn't love, Draco told himself firmly. Simply lust, perhaps a small crush, but certainly not love. Either way, it was hell.

He dragged himself from bed, completely unwillingly, and began preparing himself. He was dismayed to realize that he spent twice the time on his hair and overall appearance today because for some reason every time he looked in the mirror he couldn't stop himself from thinking "What will Harry think of this?" However every time he scolded himself angrily, because it does not matter what Potter thinks. And besides that, like the great Harry Potter would even look twice at him, no matter what he looked like.

Dejectedly, he grabbed his books, his quill, his ink bottle and his wand and made his way down to the Great Hall for breakfast. Things did not become any better at breakfast. Crabbe and Goyle never learned the meaning of the words "Table Manners" and chomped ferociously on their food, bits and crumbs spraying from there mouth and hitting any unfortunate nearby person (Draco included.)

What's worse was that Blaise and Pansy definitely had noticed that he was more cold and stiff than usual. And were sending him looks of concern all through breakfast.

However the worst was when Harry came in, surrounded by Weasley, Granger, Finnegan, Thomas, Longbottom, and the Weaselette. Draco involuntarily scowled deeper as he felt an unfamiliar clench in his stomach that he quickly understood, was jealousy. Unfortunately, Harry looked over just as Draco's face had twisted into a death glare and Harry shot back an equally malicious expression. However it was quickly wiped away when the Weaselette said something, causing Harry to look at her and Harry's face turned up into a look of joy and laughter.

Draco felt his stomach swoop. It was such a pure, lovely smile. And Draco felt jealousy clench his stomach again at the revelation that he could never be the one to place that beautiful expression on Harry's face.

He spent the rest of breakfast stabbing at his eggs bitterly. Earning him more concerned looks from Blaise and Pansy. Even Crabbe and Goyle stopped stuffing their faces for a moment to look at Draco confusedly.

Draco eventually pushed back from the table and stormed off moodily to the dungeons for Potions.

Snape was in a particularly nasty mood today and his face twisted into a sneer when he was giving partners.

"Granger, Parkinson" He said and the two girls wore identical looks of outrage and horror. However Draco noticed that Granger tried to turn it into a look of acceptance, whereas Pansy just pursed her lips disgustedly.

"Weasley, Zabini." Snape said lazily. Weasley's ears turned red out of anger. He really wore his heart on his sleeve. Blaise put on a look of superiority and self-sacrifice that Draco inwardly applauded him for.

Then Snape did the worst. "Potter, Malfoy." And Snape's face turned into a look of pure sadistic joy. "Not a problem, is it, Mr. Potter?" He asked Harry, as Harry's eyes had flashed with disgust and anger. But his face quickly turned into a look of indifference which Draco did his best to copy. However when Harry sat down beside him and Draco caught Harry's scent, he felt dizzy and when Harry accidentally brushed his arm he felt he would faint.

This would not be an easy potions class.

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FizzWizz – Mwahaha Poor little Draco. His little voice was relatively quiet in this one, but I will make it louder, don't worry. Next chapter is the potions class. What will happen?

Draco- You really are a sadistic person, aren't you? Just take advantage of my weakness why don't you.

Harry- Stupid Snape.

FizzWizz- Quiet boys. Reviews perhaps?