"Potter." Pansy growls while gathering her things. "Quit losing us house points!"
It was another regular day in potions class or to be exact, the aftermath of potions class. All the Gryffindor students and Professor Snape already left. Only some of the Slytherin students still remained.
"It's not his fault!" Tracy inserts. "Professor Snape seems to have it out for him. If you just weren't so stupid—
"How dare you call me stupid!" Pansy snarls, attempting to stalk towards Tracy only to be held back by Daphne.
"How unladylike," Daphne sniffs at Pansy before letting her go.
Pansy glares at her but doesn't move.
Blaise rolls his eyes, "Stop it you guys."
Theodore nudges Draco. "Do something."
Draco stares while inwardly complaining, 'Why is it my responsibility!? That's right. It's not.' "Go away Theo," he says aloud. He quickly gathers his things and leaves the class.
"Wait!" It's Potter.
He walks faster.
"I said wait!" Potter repeats, chasing after him until they are walking next to each other.
"What is it?" Draco finally gives in while wishing Potter to go away already.
"You're the best in potions." Potter says.
"So?"
"Well... I think maybe Professor Snape will stop deducting so much points off me if I was better." Potter admits.
Draco emits a sigh. "It's not because of your potion techniques. Even if you did improve, he would still be mean to you. I heard from my father that your dad and his friends used to bully him when they were in school together."
"What!?" Potter gasps before forcefully exclaiming. "You're lying!"
Draco rolls his eyes, "I don't care if you believe me but that's why he's mean to you. He's probably having some petty, childish revenge. Anyways, you can't please everyone and it's stupid to try but if you wanna improve your potions skills so badly, why don't you go to the library or something? They have books." 'Because I certainly don't want to help YOU,' Draco doesn't say. He just leaves Potter standing there. Stupid Potter.
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Draco is bored of first year already. All the classes are so easy since he has already learned all of this once already. He tried researching about the strange light that brought him to the past but he came up with nothing. He even got a pass from Snape for the restriction's section and still nothing.
Currently, he is in his room rummaging through his trunk when the door opens.
"Guess what!" It's Potter. He walks into the room with a huge smile on his face. He is also holding a book titled "Potion Basics."
"What?" Draco pauses in what he was doing.
"I made a new friend!" Potter says, "Her name is Hermione!"
"Granger." Draco says, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion, "I thought you two were always friends."
"What!?" Potter exclaims with confusion before shrugging it off, "No! But we are now! I made a new friend!"
Draco doesn't say anything and goes back to what he was doing.
Potter seems to shuffle a bit, "Do you think the upper years are going to... mind that I'm friends with Hermione?"
Draco pauses again and glances at Potter with exasperation. "You can be friends with whoever you want. Caring about what other people think is a dreadful way to live. Stop caring. And go away. I'm looking for something."
Potter perks up, "Want me to help? What are you looking for?"
"My favourite quill. It's green. I usually use it to write to my parents."
Potter's face ashens. "Oh... uhm..."
"What is it?" Draco says, realizing he's not going to like what he hears. He braces himself.
"I took it." Potter admits.
Draco's eyes bulges. "You did what!? That's stealing! Give it back!"
Potter flushes. "I'm sorry. I was going to—I was hoping you wouldn't notice!"
"I need it back now." Draco says, trying to remain calm. 'Potter is just a kid. Remember that Potter is just a kid. Potter is just a kid—
Potter quickly digs through the shelf next to his bed. He pulls out the green quill and returns it to Draco. "I'm sorry," He apologizes.
Draco snatches it back. "Why did you take my quill anyways!?"
Potter looks very embarrassed before admitting, "I only had one but I didn't really know how to use it—it broke. I'm used to using pens and pencils."
'Muggle stuff,' Draco realizes before another thought enters his head. He voices it aloud, "Why did you only have one quill!?"
"Hagrid only bought me one."
"What!?" Draco exclaims.
Potter's face turns red. "He was the one who took me to buy school supplies. It's not his fault. It's my fault for breaking the quill. He probably thought I wouldn't need more than one."
Draco sighs. 'This is stupid.' "Look. You cannot take my green quill. And you cannot take my stuff without asking. You are supposed to ask to BORROW before taking anything." He pulls three extra quills from his trunk and throws them. They land on Potter's bed. "You can have those though. I don't need them or want them back. You should buy some more through owl order or the next time you go shopping though because I won't be giving you more."
"T-thanks." Potter stammers, his eyes are glistening. Wait. Is he going to cry?!
"Hey Potter—don't cry." Draco cannot believe he is seeing this and saying this, "Look—I'm sorry I was mean to you—
"It's not that!" Potter says quickly, "I just—I appreciate the quills. Thank you."
Draco doesn't know how to respond. He just grabs some parchment, his green quill and a bottle of ink before leaving. He figures that Potter probably wants some privacy if he really is going to cry. Draco prefers to write his letters in the owlery anyways.
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