I sat down on the wet grass staring out to the lake. I thought back to my encounter with Draco yesterday and immediately felt a flush of pure anger, who does he think he is?
'Oh, just having a chat with Slughorn' I studied the words before realising something.
Slughorn was in the great hall during dinner...
I was really annoyed with my last chapter grrr, it's not dark enough.
And I also realised harry hasn't come up yet ! :o
Oh! And italics is the persons thoughts or a memory! Thank you!
I love all my reviewers! Especially Elyssa!
'Everyone has their obsession
Consuming thoughts, consuming time
They hold high their prized possession
That defines the meaning of their life
You are mine
There are objects of affection
That can mesmerize the soul
There is always one addiction
That just cannot be controlled'Mutemath - You are Mine (I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG)
I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER
I combed my fingers through my hair recklessly, staring into the large mirror in the slytherin bathroom, my grey eyes looked restless and my face sallow. I swallowed and tightened my tie.
It was a Monday, and I hadn't slept at all due to being at death eater meetings. I hadn't seen Hermione since Friday and it was killing me.
I turned around already late for Potions, The amortentia I had begun brewing was hidden, and would be ready in a couple of months. I wanted to smile but I was too anxious about my plan. It was really my last resort but, trying to enter Hermione's life without force would take years, waiting an hour was hard enough for me. Mother had always said I was too impatient and that good things come to those who wait, a bit ironic really, seeing as we're serving the dark lord.
When I had finally reached potions, I swung open the door it hit the wall and bounced back before closing behind me, I smirked viciously at my entrance demanding everyone's attention. My eyes scanned the room finally landing on Hermione's; she stared obviously hoping I would just disappear. I winked at her, something wrong dear?
'Draco, you're late?' Slughorn turned around from his large potions table,
'I was talking to professor Snape sir,' I acted as if it was a perfectly good reason and joined the class.
'Yes, yes, on with the lesson, today we will be making sleeping draught! Into pairs everyone, page 67,' he fumbled with his papers as everyone groaned and began breaking into twos, I saw Hermione and quickly strode over, she looked around frantically for someone else, ignoring my stare.
'Shall we be-'
I was cut off as Pansy Parkinson's groupie.
'Draco! Let's be partners!' she grabbed my arm, pulling me away from Hermione who looked relieved as Harry 'boy wonder' called her over to his desk.
'Let go of me' I snapped in annoyance, I shook her off.
She giggled as if I was joking and began reading the book instructions to me. I looked over at Hermione who was already a quarter of the way through the process with Harry's help, I wanted to hex that boy for taking her from me, and the prissy slytherin next to me who was telling me some elaborate story about new robes.
I clenched my fist around my wand, pretending to listen.
She spoiled the potion when I accidently touched her hand when reaching for the herbs, and she jumped spilling too much liquid into the cauldron. She flushed and giggled.
'Oh well, at least now we can just talk' she bat her lashes.
Is that all you do?
I almost jumped for joy when Slughorn told us time was up.
'Okay everyone I can announce that harry and Hermione here have made the best sleeping draught! 50 points to Gryffindor!' he smiled admiringly at their potion, and waved his hand gesturing us to leave.
I hung back watching Hermione scramble her way out, and Harry call out for her to wait up,
You can run but you can't hide, princess.
-Hermione POV-
I practically sprinted to ancient runes, looking over my shoulder in paranoia.
Draco's persistence was beginning to scare me, the black roses would pop up almost every day now, I would open my trunk and it would be filled with them, I would lay my head on my pillow and find three of them tucked neatly underneath.
I shuddered, rifling for my wand in my bag, I found it gone. I found one large black rose in its place instead. I growled, pure fury building inside me as I ran back to potions.
I pushed open the door glancing around to find it empty, even Slughorn was gone. I sighed with relief as I saw my wand lying innocently on the desk, I stumbled over to it, reaching out to grasp it, I felt complete again. Until a hot breath tingled across my neck, I gasped as I whirled round bumping into the hard chest of Malfoy.
'Lost something? Love,' he smiled innocently dangerously close,
'Don't touch me!' I screeched.
Muhhahahhaha I love the cliffhangers.
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