Chapter 1
Draco thought he was going to start screaming on the spot.
“Malfoy, you will tutor Potter.”
The words slithered out of Snape’s mouth, his tone one of pure malice.
Draco knew his dad had pissed Snape off, but not this much. It was common knowledge between the death eaters that Draco “loathed” Harry, and spent all of his holidays complaining to his father about “Golden Boy Potter”, and that it probably drove Lucius mad.
Draco’s stream of thought was interrupted by Harry’s cold, clear voice yelling
“Hell no!” His sharp features contorted in an expression of disgust. For some reason Harry’s distress made Draco’s chest feel hollow and empty. He rolled his eyes and pushed his stupid emotions to the side.
Draco let out a frustrated huff, his piercing grey eyes focusing a pointed glare at stupid Potter and his stupid, pretty green eyes.
“Trust me *Potter* I would rather choke on Weaselbee’s rotting old rat than have to tutor your idiotic-“
“It is not up for discussion, boys.” Snape borderline growled, his steely voice shocking both boys back to the cold, hard reality. They had no choice. They had to listen to snape, unless they wanted to lose their houses more than half of their points.
Harry gave Draco a malicious look. He mumbled out, “Let’s go to the library, then. Draco stayed still. “Move, you git!”
Draco was shook out of his zoned out state by Harry whacking the back of his head.
“Huh?”
“Come on, you prick! We have to go to the library.”
Still in a state of shock and mild panic, Draco just let Harry push him along to the library.
Draco had to tutor Harry.