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"You survived?" Harry asked.

I shook my head up and down, "I survived."

Hermione closed her book, "Did you hold up your battle?"

"I held" I smiled.

Ron looked around at the three of us, "What did you all think Draco was going to do to her?"

"Seduce me." I winked as I headed towards the small stairwell in the Gryffindor commons, "I'm going to bed. Goodnight everyone!"

"Goodnight!" They all said in unison as I headed up.

I carefully slipped out of my school uniform and into a comfortable purple tank top and pajama pants. I threw the covers of my bed off and happily sank into the deep bed. I was in a surprisingly good mood and wasn't as tired as I thought I was. The truth was, I couldn't stop thinking about Draco and I didn't know why. He was a jerk, show off, player, degrader, hot headed, bad attitude, and a suck up who disgusted me. But for some reason, he seemed so fragile tonight, which was definitely something Draco wasn't known for.

"Oh well." I whispered to myself as I fell into a deep peaceful sleep.

I woke up from my sleep and instantly looked at my surroundings.

"It was just a dream Evolet." I mumbled.

It was a dream that was forceful enough to cause me to sweat like crazy and cause my heart beat to increase into over drive. I took a deep breath in and crept out of bed, looking to my right I noticed Hermione's bed was already made.

"Figures." I mumbled as I went to get ready for another school day.

I met Hermione down in the Great Hall, she already had a plate of food prepared for me.

"I grabbed you some food. We are going to need a good seat this morning in potions." Hermione grinned.

"What's going on in potions this morning?" I asked Hermione as I took a bite of toast.

Hermione turned to me in a surprise, "Only the most exciting potion lesson yet! Comperro Atterati Potion – the one that causes internal suffering to the drinker."

"How," I took a drink of hot cocoa, "is that exciting? Internal suffering sounds…painful."

Hermione gave me the you-have-got-to-be-kidding-me-I-live-for-new-lessons look.

"Previous potions typically never taught this lesson. I mean one sip and your body starts to feel tortured. If you drink too much it could be lethal. This is borderline dark magic."

I set my silverware down, "Really? I'm surprised they trust enough to even make that."

Hermione shrugged, "Well it's Slughorn and I have a feeling him and Dumbledore don't really want that many people to know."

I took the piece of toast out of my mouth and carelessly tossed it on my plate, declaring my finish of breakfast.

"You think it's because… or what's been happening?"

Hermione nodded. "Well the muggle bridge collapsing was a pretty big deal. The dark magicians are getting carless; they could easily expose us to all of the muggles."

I never realized how serious the death eaters were getting; they turned more against good wizards and even stared to cause more trouble. Everyday things were getting darker and everyone at Hogwarts knew it.

I wiped my hands on my napkin and threw it on the table, "ready to go make a suffering potion?"

Hermione grinned as we both stood up from our seats and made our way down the stairs to the "dungeon" for potions.

"Hello Neville and Seamus" I smiled sweetly as I walked by both boys who were cracking jokes at each other.

"How's Draco?" Neville shyly asked.

I stood at the desk before them, clutching my potions book, "Surprisingly alright… so far."

"Hey, I'm just surprised you haven't killed him yet." Seamus laughed.

I smiled and turned around to find my seat next to Hermione. Professor Slughorn was in front of the class with that typically goofy smile on his face.

"Let's not waste time boys and girls," Professor Slughorn spoke slowly, "this lesson you'll need to pay close attention. The Comperro Atterati Potion is…"

I tuned out of Slughorn and without thinking turned my head slightly to look in the back corner of the room.

Draco wasn't there.

"Where is he?" I thought to myself. Pansy Parkinson was sitting in the seat next to him like she did every day. I noticed that she was drawing something on her paper, she definitely wasn't taking notes.

I then felt some body slap my arm.

"Ouch,' I mumbled as I looked over to see Hermione staring at me, "what was that for?"

"Don't act like you don't know." Hermione whispered as she glanced from Slughorn to me.

"What? What do you think I don't think I know?" I asked.

Hermione raised an eyebrow and shook her head.

"You're starting to like Draco."

"No I'm not!" I said in my normal voice.

I looked around the classroom and saw a few people staring at us, "Sorry" I mouthed.

Hermione hit my arm again, "Then why were you looking back at his table?"

"Because, he's my project partner and I really wanted to run some ideas by from the project" I said, trying my best to sound innocent.

Hermione just shook her head and turned back to face Slughorn and his directions.

[One hour and 30 minutes later.]

"Only thirty more minutes until we are out of this class." Ron excitedly said as he walked by to pick up a few extra ingredients.

"Such dreadful news." Hermione disappointedly said.

I looked around the table in front of us, "Where did I put that vile?" I mumbled looking around.

Each table was in the middle of making the Comperro Atterati project, and so far nobody had managed to hurt themselves. Except Seamus, who once again had the potion blow up in his face and was escorted immediately to Madam Pomfrey

"Well Miss Granger and Miss Danvers," Professor Slughorn delightedly said as he stood in front of our table and peered into our cauldron, "This looks marvelous! It's even the right color. You girls should really think about joining the Slug Club."

Hermione stirred the potion and looked at me with the biggest smile on her face. She turned back to Professor Slughorn

"We will both be joining."

For once, I didn't bother to argue with Hermione on this. Potions were my best subject and plus Hermione would be in it with me, not to mention Slughorn would be teaching.

I cautiously poured in a sliver liquid to the potion, causing it to become smoother and thicker looking.

"Well" Professor Slughorn stated, "thank you for finally joining us Mr. Malfoy."

I looked up from the cauldron and over to the classroom door, where Draco was in fact standing.

He stood there glaring at Professor Slughorn, looking tired, warn-out and caring less about arriving late.

"Yeah, sure." Draco carelessly said as he walked over to his seat.

His eyes caught onto mine and I instantly turned back around to face my cauldron.

"Good Pick" Hermione sarcastically said to me.

Part of me wanted to get up and go talk to Draco about the project and I was curious as to his late arrival. Except two things were stopping me. One was the fact that he sat next to Pansy Parkinson and dealing with her insecurities today was not on my agenda. Second, I was the last person he wanted to talk to. I knew that stare, it was that same cold, empty one he gave others.

Sooner than expected, class was finally over and the bell to go to the next lesson rang, which was Muggle Studies for Hermione and I.

After our second lesson quickly flew by, Hermione and I decided to go sit out at the big tree out by the lake. As we walked over there I noticed Ron and Harry were already sitting next to it, laughing.

"How can they not be studying?" Hermione disgustingly asked.

"Because" I said as I carefully placed my books into my bag, "it's a free period."

Hermione gave me her dissatisfied look as we sat down next to Ron and Harry.

"Hello Girls" Harry smiled as he and Ron made room for us.

"Did you both hear?" Ron asked disappointedly.

I picked a brown crumpled leaf of the ground and examined it, "Did we hear what?"

"Hogwarts is having another dance." Harry piped in.

"Another one?" Hermione asked, a smile spread across her face.

Harry nodded, "Dumbledore thinks it would lighten things up a bit."

I shrugged my shoulders, "sounds pretty fun. When is it?"

"Three Weeks." Harry replied, "The night before we leave for Holiday Break."

Hermione stood up, "three weeks?" she shouted.

I looked up at her, "calm down Hermione" I slightly laughed, "we have plenty of time."

Hermione forcefully grabbed my arm and yanked me up from the ground, "We have so much to do!" She shouted as she dragged me away from Harry and Ron and towards the castle.

"What's the rush?" I asked as I tried to keep up with her.

"You heard Harry right? We only have three weeks!" Hermione pushed past the crowd of first years.

"Yeah, that's beyond plenty of time." I said still trying to dodge the students.

Hermione grabbed my arm once again and pulled me towards the wall, "No that isn't! We still need to find a dress, get shoes, plan out our hair and makeup and worst of all…"

"What?" I asked looking around.

Hermione's face went completely serious and she lowered her voice, "we need to find dates."

"Oh." I said, realizing that in fact, three weeks may not be long enough.

Hermione nodded her head, "Let's talk about this at dinner. I have got to go talk to Professor McGonagall."

"Alright, see you then." I smiled as I turned on my heels and headed towards my favorite place, the library.

I was lucky enough to find that same familiar seat that I sat in the other day and happily occupied the table with my belongings. I sat down and took out my potion project notes and books and began to organize them in a presentable manner. After a few minutes of quiet studying, I felt as if someone was watching me. I looked up from my notes and saw the one and only Draco Malfoy standing a few feet away from me.

"Hello" I quietly said as I shifted my position and continued to write.

Draco didn't say anything, all he did was pick up one of the papers I wrote on, looked at it then put it back down.

I looked up from my paper, "Can I help you?"

Draco shrugged his shoulders, "Just looking."

I nodded my head and went back onto writing my notes. I could still feel Draco looking at me and the silence made me uncomfortable, so I decided to strike up a conversation.

"Why were you late to Potions?"

Draco's face went from plain to frustrated, "it's none of your business."

"I was just asking. "

Draco still stood frustrated, "Yeah, well it's not your concern so bugger off!"

With that, he turned around and marched straight out of the library.

What was up with him?