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Making Potions... and Other Things

Every time I saw her, every time I heard her voice, I just wanted to hold her in my arms. I was in love with this girl, and there was no denying it. I was done. If any one asked me I was gonna tell them the truth, and I didn't care what happened. I really did love this girl.

Every day I walked through the halls, for the longest time I was just going through the motions, waiting for the chance to see her again, or hear her voice in class or her laughter with her friends. But every time I heard her laugh, my heart sank because I wasn't the cause of that laughter or the beautiful smile plastered on her face.

I was heart broken every time I saw her sad or angry, because I couldn't comfort her, or beat up the person who made her angry or sad. I wanted to be the person that would see her cry and hold her in my arms until she was ready to tell me who I needed to beat to a pulp.

But every day I realized that there was no way on Earth that would happen. Every day I realized that she would never be in love with me. Who would love me? Who on this big stupid planet would ever love me? I was a worthless being. In her words, an evil loathsome little cockroach. But I didn't care. I don't know how long I've been in love with her, all I know is I want her and I will not stop until she's mine.

I made this decision during Potions class. Before it had started, I was zoning out and thinking of her. And I decided I would try my hardest until she was mine. Unfortunately, while I was making this decision I had been staring goofily in her direction making her probably hate me even more.

When Snape walked in I could tell he was in a rotten mood. In these kinds of moods he wasn't nice even to Slytherins. And he freaking loved us. He announced that we would be working in pairs and that we would be working on such a hard potion that we would hopefully not talk, at all. He assigned our pairs and when I heard my pairing I almost shouted for joy. I was with Hermione. She groaned and received good lucks from the two buffoons who followed her around.

When she walked over to my seat, I had everything already laid out ready for her to tell me what to do in that amazing voice of hers. She immediately set out what each of us would be doing, which steps and which ingredients we would prepare. She told me the exact plan and I followed and remembered her instructions to the letter. I was determined to impress her.

"So seeing as we have double Potions and we are stuck together for the entirety of it, I'm going to make a truce with you. I will try my hardest to be nice to you if you attempt to be nice towards me." She said, starting the day off. I looked at her and nodded vigorously.

"Well, now that we can talk to each other without venom coming out, how are you?" I asked cordially while getting started. I saw her smirk kindly from the side.

"I am doing just fine, and you? By the way, any idea why Snape is in such a terrible mood?" She asked not looking up from her potion.

"Yea, he's hungover. You can tell by the way he's slumped in his chair and the smell of the drink in his hand." She sniffed the air and held back a laugh and nodded.

"You're right! That's anti Hangover potion. How on Earth did you know so quickly?" She said looking at me. I was overjoyed that we were actually getting along nicely.

"Well, I've seen him hungover quite a few times. He's my godfather, and he spends a bit of time at my house over holidays. He and my parents are really good friends. So I'm pretty good at knowing his emotions and how he's feeling. I can tell when he walks into a room." I said. I was afraid she might be horrified by me, but she actually looked a bit curious.

"Really? I had no idea he was your godfather." She said smiling a bit. For a little bit we worked on our potion in comfortable silence.

"So, I have to ask, because I'm genuinely concerned. Have your parents made you join... the... you know?" She asked. She was very quiet and had completely stopped what she was doing. The only thing I could think to do was lift up the left side of my shirt and show her my blank forearm.

"I have no thoughts of joining. Never have, never will. I don't plan on joining even if that means getting disowned and resorting to selling my family and the rest of the scumbags out to the Order. I don't want anything to do with them, and I will not allow them to mess up my life." I said quietly. She looked at me thoughtfully and I thought I saw respect in her eyes.

"You would seriously do that if it came to that? You would trade secrets and other information with the Order?" Hermione asked even more quietly. I nodded, knowing full well that I really would. I actually was planning on going to Dumbledore soon and declaring this to him myself. I wanted to be safe. I had a bad feeling about the next few months, and I wanted to be sure that I would be safe.

"I can't believe it. I don't think I will until I see it for myself." Hermione said. That's when I saw my opportunity to get close. This could seriously work.

"Will you help me?" I asked, continuing my work as if I hadn't said anything. I saw out of the corner of my eye, her stopping and putting down everything she was doing and staring at me in disbelief.

"I haven't been able to get the courage up to go talk with Dumbledore about any of this. I want to make sure I'm protected before anything can happen. I don't want something to happen over the next holiday we have and be in loads of trouble. Will you come with me sometime to support me and convince me to actually go into Dumbledore's office and talk to him?" I asked her. I was very unsure of myself, but I was really hoping that she was as kind a person as everyone said she was.

"Of course. We should go as soon as possible. After this class." She said definitively. She turned back and started to work on the rest of her work. We had just finished the ingredients and we were about to start putting things in.

"You know, I've been noticing a change in you. I was sure I was just being silly, but now I know it's sure. You have changed. I'm really happy for you." Hermione said. She sincerely looked happy. I was glad that I had managed to do something right, finally.

"I love you." I said quietly. I don't know why I said it, but I did. I just had to let her know that I was in love with her. It was better to have it out in the open.

"What?" She said absently. But I saw her glance nervously over at me.

"Oh, nothing." I said. That had been close. But I saw her smirk and shake her head. She knew perfectly well what I had said.

We finished our potion in record time. We turned it in and then were told to sit quietly in our seats til everyone finished. Though he looked at me as if to say, 'You can talk if you are quiet about it.'

"So, what are you planning on doing after Hogwarts?" I asked her calmly. She looked at me, her eyes filled with many thoughts.

"I'm not sure. I had never really given much thought. I've been thinking about maybe seeing the world, then getting some training as a teacher and teaching something like DADA or Charms. I don't know. I would rather teach than any other job to be honest. What about you?" I was unsure what to answer. I too had given little thought to my career choices after Hogwarts.

"Well, I've been thinking Healer sounded fun. Teaching, now that you mention it, seems like a good career choice. But my first option would most definitely be Healing. It is the job I have always admired since I was younger." As I said the words, a new idea formed in her head.

"You know, that's not a bad option. Hmm... Healing. I'll think about that." I nearly laughed at those words.

"Copy cat." I muttered, loud enough so she could hear of course. She smirked and nudged me slightly with her shoulder.

"So back to what you said earlier. I really did hear it." My heart sunk. I knew she had heard it.

I hung my head in shame, and looked away. How could I look her in the eye now? How could I joke around with things when she knew?

"Don't worry about it Draco. I've known for a bit that you've liked me more than usual."

"What do you mean?"

"I see the way you look at me. You think I don't see, but I do. And don't worry. I've been hiding it very well from Ron and Harry, but I kind of like you too." She said quietly. I was astounded. Did she really? She smiled a beautiful smile, pecked me on the cheek before walking away to Harry and Ron's table. They hadn't noticed anything of course, no one had. They were all focused on the potion.