It all started with a dance

21

It was mid November and the rain had come to Scotland, it was a nonstop downpour that was putting everyone in a foul mood, well almost everyone, after Hermione's confession on her parents to Draco, he had gone out of his way to give Hermione every known book on tracking spells and potions, they would complete their assignments and spend the rest of the night researching, they would both get lost in the books and never noticed the founders along with the two former headmasters spying on them, betting the best frame in the school

Draco looked up to the brunette who was reading intensely, the name of the book had faded but Draco knew it by heart, it was a potion on retrieving lost memories, but it was very complicated to brew, only the best potions brewers attempted but even they messed up

"This is impossible" Hermione exclaimed frustrated

"The great Hermione Granger has said something was impossible? It seems the world is ending"

"Well it's your bright idea to have this bloody book? Seriously do you actually believe we will be able to brew this?" She asked him

"I know you brewed polyjuice in our second year" Draco told her, Hermione paled

"How?"

"Goyle and Crabbe weren't complete idiots, and Goyle didn't read...ever" Draco told the brunette

"Ah, so there is a brain in that over inflated head of yours" Hermione smirked

Draco glared at her

"So if you knew how to brew polyjuice in our second year, in the bloody bathroom, what makes you think you couldn't brew this?" Draco asked

"It requires three different techniques, the brewing itself is almost impossible, I may have been able to brew polyjuice, but I won't be able to brew this, it even says that some of the best brewers have failed to achieve this" Hermione told him

Draco thought to someone who could help, he technically wasn't on good terms with them but they will have to do

"I'll be back" Draco said and took the book, Hermione protested but he was out the door before she could finish talking

He walked all the way to the Slytherin dungeons and said the password, opening it he saw Delilah on the leather couch and grimaced

"Hi Draco" she purred

"Is Varro here?" He asked

Delilah rolled her eyes and stood up, she walked to Draco seductive, he wasn't having any of it and glared at her, causing her to stop and nod

"She's in the room doing Merlin knows what" Delilah said

"Call her"

"Why Draco? Your mudblood can't satisfy you anymore?" Delilah smirked

Draco glared at her and took a threatening step forward

"Call her that again and you'll lose your tongue" Draco growled

Delilah glared at Draco, he still had power over many Slytherins, a few seconds later and she backed off and went up the stairs, a few moments later a girl with black straight hair and glasses came down, she crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow at him

"What do you want Malfoy?" She asked

"I need you to brew something for me"