"Gladly," said Harry, pulling out his wand. He pointed it under the table at Draco. "Draco Malfoy, Twisted Psychosis," he whispered. Across the Great Hall, they saw Draco shiver.
"I guess it hit him," said Ron.
"Yeah, guess so," said Harry. They waited a few minutes.
"Hmmm…." said Harry.
"Nothing's happened…" said Ron.
"Yeah…" said Harry, "Maybe he just hasn't thought of anything yet."
They looked at each other and laughed. They picked up their bags and headed to potions class. When they entered the classroom, Hermione was already there. Her cauldron was already set up and she was reading a book.
"Finished your devious deed for the day?" she asked without looking up.
"Yes," they said in unison. They set the bags down, pulled out their books, and looked up at the chalkboard.
"Page twenty three," said Hermione, "Advanced Calming Drought."
They opened their books and started to gather their ingredients. After they had set up their stations, Ron and Harry started talking about the upcoming quidditch match. As they talked, the other students drifted in and started to set up their cauldrons. Draco was one of the last ones to enter. He saw Harry at the front and scoffed. Harry glanced at the door and saw him. He smiled and winked at him. Draco did a double take. Harry was still talking to Ron, completely ignoring him. He shook his head and took his seat.
The bell rang just as Draco finished setting up his station. Professor Slughorn walked in a few moments later and took his place at the front of the classroom. After he got settled, he immediately launched into his lecture. Hermione immediately began taking notes. Draco listened half-heartedly, his mind miles away. Harry and Ron, still in a prankster mode, were flicking beetle eyes at Draco.
"Knock it off, you two," hissed Hermione. "Act your age."
Harry and Ron sighed and picked up their quills and started to jot down notes. Draco, noting the cease fire, glanced over at the table. Ron and Hermione had started mixing their potion, but Harry hadn't moved. Instead, he was staring at Draco. He made eye contact and blew him a kiss. Draco rubbed his eyes and looked again. Harry was completely absorbed in his potion making.
"Mr. Malfoy, is something wrong?" asked Professor Slughorn.
