He stared at me for a minute longer, tilting his head to the side as he watched me.
For the first time I wanted him to kiss me, I wanted him to lean in and press his lips against mine, to touch me and completely devour me right here, on this damn d...
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"I'M tired of this class," Bonnie spoke as she flipped through her potions book unenthusiastically, yawning as she slouched in her chair. "Do you think Slughorn would notice if I just got up and left?" She asked me as I turned my head to face her, adjusting my body from the standing chair. "I think he's too busy paying attention to Harry to even look our way so take your chances."
She slightly squinted her eyes looking towards the professor before she made a move to get up. I observed her for a while as the minute felt longer than the microwave minute. "I think I'm going to take my chances, I don't think we're doing anything special today," she talked as I agreed with her, shrugging my shoulders lightly as she put all her parchment papers and books away into her bag, quietly.
"If he asks about me, tell him I'm — I don't know. See you at dinner," she spoke as she quietly turned around looking back one last time before she left.
I chuckled to myself as I shook my head, looking down as I held my quill to scribble on the corner of the parchment, drawing circles and squiggly lines out of boredom. "Alright students, I apologize for the late start of class," Slughorn spoke as my eyes flew up onto him, cursing under my breath because Bonnie had just left class. "We will be making a Skele-Gro potion today so gather up with your partners to give in a grade for today's class participation." He turned around to face his desk as students began getting up from their desks to grab the ingredients to make the potion.
Ingredients:
Chinese chomping cabbage (¼) Puffer-fish (⅓) Scarab beetles (½)
I placed the book on the corner of the table as I reread the ingredients one last time before getting off of my chair and walking upfront to grab my ingredients. Chinese chomping cabbage, puffer-fish, scarab beetles. I repeated to myself as I walked up to the shelves of different beakers, different shaped glass bottles, spheres, and diamond-shaped bottles, and everyone took what they needed. I grabbed onto the last puffer-fish bottle as someone else's hand grabbed onto it as well. I jerked my head to the side as Malfoy stood beside me, his gaze burning onto mine as I pushed the bottle towards me but he tugged it towards him, making me trip.
"I touched it first, so technically it's mine," I said, tightening my grip on the bottle.
"Last time I checked, I didn't listen to what you have to say so it's mine and I'm taking it," he said, pushing my hand off the bottle but I placed my second hand on top of the bottle, trying to leverage it towards me.
"Your lips keep moving I don't know why." I intentionally smiled as I tried to yank the bottle from him.
"This is mine so move your hands, Young."
"It's mine," I protested as I leaned toward him. "Let go, Malfoy."
"You first," he spoke as a smirk grew across his face, pulling the bottle towards his chest as I grew closer to him. I pushed him away as he almost pushed off a big diamond-shaped bottle of liquid wolfsbane.
"What on earth are you children doing?" Slughorn talked as he walked toward us. "He took my bottle of pufferfish." I tugged the bottle towards me.
"You don't own the bottle, Young, and either way I took it first." He leaned closer.
"No, you didn't."
"Yes, I did." I stepped closer.
"Enough!" Slughorn pronounced as he watched us fight over a bottle of pufferfish. "Malfoy, who's your partner?" He asked as Malfoy looked back at his table.
"Nott isn't here today," he finally spoke.
"What about your partner, Ms. Young?" I parted my lips to make up a partner but everyone seemed to have one and Bonnie had left class so it was just me.
"Bonnie isn't here today," I lied as I looked away back at Malfoy who held onto the bottle just as strongly as I did. "Since neither of your partners is here, which you should've told me at the beginning of this task, you will be working together." He turned around as he continued mumbling something to himself.
I let go of the bottle as I muttered arsehole to myself, walking away from him. "Want to say that louder for me, Young?" He shouted as I mentally flipped him off, smiling. He rolled his eyes as he walked towards my — our — my table, settling the rest of the ingredients. I read the book again for the instructions for the potion as I turned my head to Malfoy throwing in the scarab beetles without cutting them into pieces. "You're supposed to cut them, then throw them into the cauldron." I shoved him to the side as I stared at the pot shaking my head.
He moved forward, towards me pushing me out of the way "I've made this potion more than you ever had, I don't need your instructions," he talked back as he continued to mix the ingredients into the cauldron. "You're doing it wrong and I'm trying to get a good grade for this class so shove off if you can't do it right." I gripped his arm, giving him the invitation to move aside. "Hands off, Young. I know what I'm doing you don't need to lecture—"
The cauldron exploded.
I waved my hand in front of my face, clearing up the black air in front of me as I coughed. I squinted my eyes looking forward as Malfoy was wiping the black smoke spots from his face when I got up. "What in Merlin's sake were you children doing?" Slughorn rushed to our table as I straightened out my school robes. "As stated in the book, you're supposed to brew the potion not blow it up," he expressed as he cleared the black smoke from his face that still lingered in the air.
"I was doing it right but she wouldn't back off," Malfoy protested as my jaw dropped out of confusion.
"You were throwing in the ingredients, I was telling you how to do it the proper way, don't blame this on me." I fought back as he scoffed.
"This is your fault," he said.
"My fault?" My eyes widened in disbelief. "This is your fault—"
"Enough," Slughorn interfered with our bickering. "You'll both receive detention tonight." He walked away from the table as I shoved the potion books inside of my bag, shoving him as I walked out of class.
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I walked down from the girl's dormitory towards the fireplace as Bonnie went through a couple of textbooks about dark artifacts. I walked my way onto the couch as I propped myself onto it, comfortably sinking into it after a long hour of scrubbing black ash off my skin. "Did you know how many dark artifacts exist? I never knew, until now," she expressed as she skimmed through the other pile of textbooks one by one.
"May I know why you're so curious about these artifacts?" I questioned.
She hummed. "Not sure yet," she muttered, "some of these are curiously interesting."
