Our Love Story

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~ Chapter 2: The Potions Assignment ~
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The next day I woke up to the sound of a knock on my door. I groaned, and thought 'Damn I was having this wonderful dream where Harry was just about to take my cock-'

KNOCK KNOCK

"What?" I yelled.

"Draky, it's time to wake up. We have to get to breakfast. Let me in," I heard Pansy say.

"Fuck off, Pansy. Let me sleep for fuck sake," I yelled. I'm not a morning person, I tell you!

"Draco, if you don't get up and out of the bed right now, I know a lovely secret Pansy would like to know," I heard Blaise say. 'Damn him! I knew it wasn't a good idea to tell him so much.'

"Okay, okay, fuck, I'm up already! Geez!" I snapped.

"That's a good boy. See you in the common room," I heard him say in a sing-song voice. I could also hear Pansy saying, "What secret Blaise?"

I groaned, got up, walked to the bathroom, and then took off my pajamas. I turned on the shower, making sure it was the right temperature before I got in. The water felt good against my skin. I was still painfully hard from that morning's dream. 'Damn dreams about Potter,' I thought. It seemed like it was not going away. I slowly stroked myself to completion, while thinking of Potter. What I imagined Potter doing to me.

After I recovered somewhat, I reached for my vanilla scented shampoo to wash my hair. I finished my shower, got out, and dried off. I walked to my room and made my way to my closet. Once there, I put on a pair of black trousers and a gray sweater and then my school robes as the finishing touch. Finally, I looked in the mirror to make sure my hair looked perfect. Grabbing my schoolbag and my cloak, I made my way to the common room, where I met Blaise, Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle.

"Good morning Draco, did you sleep well? Have any nice dreams?" Blaise said teasingly. I glared.

"Can we go to breakfast already?" I snapped.

"Aww... Draky what's wrong? Why so grumpy this morning? I bet I know a way to make you feel better," she said sweetly, batting her eyelashes.

'Ugh! Is this woman clueless? I mean doesn't she know by now that I don't like her at all,' I thought.

"I don't think so Pansy, and how many times do I have to say this? Don't call me that name," I said glaring. 'I really hate that name.'

"But Draky..."

"Anyway. Why don't we go to breakfast?" Blaise said, interrupting her.

"Yes, let's," I said.

We made our way to the Great Hall. We walked over to the Slytherin table. I took a seat, Crabbe, and Goyle sat on either side of me. Pansy and Blaise sat across the table in front of me. I could not help looking at Potter. He really is gorgeous, and man, he looks so much better without those ugly glasses. Staring a little longer, I then decided I had better eat something. I saw Professor Snape pass by us handing out our schedules.

"Oh look, we have Potions first and it's with the Gryffindor. Isn't that wonderful Draco?" Blaise said.

I glared at him. "Shut up, Zabini," I hissed. He just laughed.

After breakfast Pansy, Blaise and I made our way to the Potions classroom. Crabbe and Goyle had Herbology. Those two were not smart enough to get into Snape's N.E.W.T. level Potions class. We were the first to arrive.

After several a minutes or so, a few more Slytherins came into the room. Thomas and Finnigan were next. Patil and Brown came in after that, and then in came Potter and Granger. 'Hmm, no Weasel? And how the fuck did Potter get into Snape's N.E.W.T. class?' I thought. At that moment, Snape entered the classroom.

"Good morning, class. This year will be your hardest year yet. There will be no fooling around in my class. How some of you got into this class," he looked at Potter, "I will never know. I expect a hundred percent from each of you. Is that clear?"

"Yes Professor," we all said in unison.

"Good. Now for most of your first term, you will be working in pairs and you'll work with this person until the end of term. I have already selected the pairs," I groaned. 'Damn Snape, the bastard, will put me with Potter for sure.'

"Granger and Zabini."

"Patil and Avery."

"Finnigan and McNair."

"Parkinson and Thomas."

"Brown and Nott."

"Potter and Malfoy."

I knew he did this to torture me. HA! If only he knew! I wished I could have done a happy dance right at that moment. I saw Blaise smirk at me. I did my best to glare at him. Potter got off his seat next to Granger, walked over, and took a seat next to me.

"I don't know how you got into this class Potter, but you better not screw up. I will not fail because of you," I said.

"Don't worry Malfoy. I don't want to fail either. Let's just try to be civil, because it seems Snape gets a real kick out of seeing us miserable. It looks like we'll be working together for quite some while, and I don't want to fight all the time. Can you do that Malfoy?" he asked.

I stared. 'Civil? Not fight with him? Oh this could really work, maybe I can get him to like me if were friends first.'

"Okay Potter, I think I can do that," I said, then smiled. Okay, I really did not mean to do it. Malfoy's do not smile, we smirk, but I could not help it. I think I startled him, because he just stared at me for a minute or so. Then to my surprise, he smiled back. I could feel my insides turn into goo, a big pile of goo. Wow, I just love his smile.

"Now this term we will be working on making Veritaserum, and before you say anything Miss Granger. I know it is illegal to make it here at school but I received special permission from Headmaster Dumbledore to make it. It will take about three and half weeks to finish," he said.

"Now I don't care how you do it, but you will learn to get along with your partner, because you will be working with him or her outside of class as well."

"Today I want you to read Chapter Seven. Then by next week, Monday to be exact, I want you and your partner to write a six-foot essay about the properties, uses, and summarize any and all information you can find about Veritaserum," Snape finished.

I groaned aloud, but inwardly I was jumping with joy. Another happy dance was in order. I get to spend time with Potter outside of class. Potter had a sour look on his face; I did not think he was very happy at that moment. Ten minutes later, I was still busy trying to read the first page of Chapter Seven, but it was hard with Potter sitting next me. 'Damn him for looking so good.' Class was almost over so I turned to face Potter.

"Potter why don't you meet me in to library tomorrow, so we can look up everything we need to know about Veritaserum." 'Please say yes, please say yes,' I thought.

"Okay, Malfoy, I think that's a good idea."

"Of course it's a good idea, I thought of it," I interrupted him. Potter sighed. 'Me and my stupid, sarcastic remarks; I should stop that,' I thought.

"Anyway, I'll meet you in the library tomorrow afternoon, say around five, is that alright with you Malfoy?" he asked.

'Anything you say is alright with me,' I thought.

"Yes, yes, Potter that will be fine."

I get to spend the afternoon with Potter tomorrow. Ahh, life is good.

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The rest of my day went pretty good. I made my way to the Great Hall for dinner. Taking a seat next to Blaise, I looked over at the Gryffindor table and saw Potter talking to his friends, smiling and laughing, he looked happy. Seeing him look that way made me all gooey inside. Ugh, I disgust myself, what kind of Malfoy was I? I looked away turning to Blaise and we started talking about our first day back.

After dinner, I made my way back to the Slytherin common room and walked straight up the stairs to my room. I was exhausted. My body was telling me to sleep. Taking a quick shower, putting on my pajamas, I got into bed. 'Man, I can't wait for tomorrow,' I thought and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

-TBC-