“Good afternoon, 7th years” sneered profesor snape, as the newt-level potions class walked in.
“Today we are making the soulmate potion. Can anyone tell me what the soulmate potion does?”
Hermione raised her hand from behind her cauldron next to Neville.
“Anyone?” Snape questioned, looking anywhere but hermione. At last he sighed and acknowledged her.
“Yes granger”
“The soulmate potion was invented in 1964, and when anyone smells it, they are instantly drawn to their soulmate, however the effects wear off after 2 minutes for every dose” Hermione recited easily from her
memory.
“That is correct miss Granger” said Snape reluctantly, and began to write instructions on the chalkboard, when a crash sounded from the back of the classroom.
“Ah shit” muttered Harry from where he stood behind his desk as he watched his cauldron roll around the ground in a half-hearted circle.
“Language potter.” Snape spat with a smirk on his face.
“20 points from Gryffindor. And I think for this lesson you shall work in front of me. Perhaps if you are sat next to Malfoy, someone who actually is competent at potions, we might not have any explosions. Swap seats with Goyle.”
Harry groaned inwardly and moved his stuff to the front, next to Malfoy. That damn prat.
Suddenly the was a flurry of movement and the sounds of scraping chairs as Harry jolted back to reality and realised he had zoned out while Snape had finished the instructions on the chalkboard.
Malfoy turned around to face him. “look potter. We both know you’re shit at potions, so just step back and let me do the work. I am not going to fail because you can’t brew a potion to save your ass.”
“Fantastic” Harry drawled. “What else would you have me do my liege? Perhaps I can give you a foot massage whilst you work?”
Silence followed as malfoy got out his ingredients, but was that a smile on his face? Harry couldn’t believe it. The prince of Slytherin was capable of an emotion that wasn’t disgust? Harry was going crazy.
“Malfoy, there’s something on your face. I’m not sure what it is but it’s creepy. It makes you look like shit. It’s almost like you might actually be human. I can’t take it. Stop it now please”
“Honestly potter, you’d think that you would know by now that a malfoy takes orders from no one. And as for looking almost human, I should hope not indeed, I can’t have anyone thinking that I might have emotions! It’s a scandal!” Malfoy proclaimed.
“Now shut the fuck up and pass me the powdered asphodel gremlin”
“As you wish, oh my ferret lord” Harry snapped as he shoved the asphodel into malfoys hand.
Malfoy snickered a little then hurriedly covered it up with a cough. Harry smirked. This might not be as shit as he thought it was going to be.
•••••••
Half an hour later, everyone’s potions were finished. Their potion was giving off the silver vapour it was supposed to, and malfoy had created a magical bubble around the cauldron so they wouldn’t smell it and try to get to their soulmate.
“Now, class, we shall see if anyone has actually managed to get the potion right. The door has been magically locked, so no one will be able to leave the classroom. When I say, remove the bubbles from your cauldron. Does anyone have any questions?”
There was silence in the classroom.
“Very well then. Remove the bubbles.”
Immediately all hell broke loose in the classroom. The people whose potions hadn’t worked simply remained standing by their desks looking sorry for themselves, while the majority of the class immediately made a beeline for the door, which had been magically locked so they merely tried to get through the door by walking into it.
But neither Harry nor Malfoy moved.
“ that’s not right” Malfoy muttered. “I did everything perfectly. Potter did you mess with the potion?”
“Why would I do that? I have the chance to finally get a potion right and you think I would mess it up on purpose?” Harry retorted.
“Yes that doesn’t make any sense. What happened then? The potion looks perfect. Do you feel anything potter?”
“No” replied Harry, puzzled.
“Mr malfoy” Snape said as everyone began to calm down, as the two minutes were up.
“You have made a perfect soulmate potion. It is working as it should.”
Harry’s eyes widened. Shit.
Malfoy also had the realisation of what had happened, as his breath hitched when their eyes met.
As everyone had left the classroom, Harry and Draco were still standing there. Then professor Mcgonnagal walked into the classroom.
“How was the soulmate potion lesson Severus?” She inquired.
“Minerva” Snape welcomed her. “I do believe you owe me 20 galleons” He crowed.
Professor Mcgonagall looked at Harry and Draco, as though she had only just realised they were there.
“Congratulations boys. I do Believe you have a lot to talk about. Severus?”
Snape sighed and left the potion classroom with the professor.
“We should talk” Began Draco, but he was cut off.
“Absolutely.” Harry said. “But this first”
Then he grabbed Draco by his collar and pulled him in for a kiss.