Green Eyed Monster | Draco Malfoy

17. Testing the Waters

Chapter Seventeen - Testing the Waters

"What is that man thinking?" I seethed as I stomped down the hall, Theodore and Daphne were speed-walking to try and keep up with my hissy fit, but they barely had the energy to follow so blindly as we walked to the dungeons for our second class of the day. We were already exhausted - which was half of my annoyance.

"I think it's interesting," Daphne shrugged quietly. I didn't even need to comment as Theo rolled his eyes at her.

"Also completely illegal. I can't imagine what the Wizengamot would think were they to hear that Mad-Eye put some of us under the imperius curse last week. Now that he's putting us through an essay-" he began, only to be cut off by Daphne.

"Yes, thanks to Audrey!"

"I wasn't about to let him put me into a vulnerable state where he could try and convince me to do anything." Or, more importantly, I wasn't about to show that I may fall under the spell while my brother could fight it off. I had argued for fifteen minutes before he ordered that we would just write an essay instead - Granger had almost wet herself with joy.

"Well, my parents think it's educational. I'm sure your father would agree, Nott." Both Theodore and I stopped walking to glare at her, only to have her turn up her nose and keep walking. We strayed behind, throwing a glance at each other before shaking our heads in frustration.

Theodore's father was not someone that you spoke of. As far as Theo was concerned, Adrian Nott did not exist when he was within the walls of Hogwarts and when he was forced outside of these walls, his father was more of an authority figure and no more of a father than Flitwick would be.

With another sigh of the frustration that only Daphne could bestow, he and I walked forward to get to potions before we were flogged for being late. I would have been fine with the punishment, to be honest, because it would just result in another night with the potions master - which I'd been victim of for the past week. We kept practicing, over and over, but we couldn't get anything out of it. I had yet to reach an Astral form and was getting so sick of seeing the bloody potions room that I felt exhausted the closer I came to it, as if my body was storing away energy for the practice I'd eventually be put through.

As soon as I had slumped into the potions room I felt myself being dragged to the back corner of it. Looking confusedly towards Theodore, who looked back at me with the same facial expression, I turned to look at my abductor to find my favourite blonde haired ferret.

Things between him and I were as awkward now as they had been since Christmas - for obvious reasons that embodied something about both his account of mistletoe and mine of his, admittedly, pretty hair. But as he dragged me to the corner of the classroom and held me up against the wall, I couldn't deny the familiarity of being this close to him. It was the strange sensation of nerves - fight or flight - mixed with a strange urge to shut my eyes and wait for whatever would happen...it was quite a confusing emotion.

"You did it, didn't you?" he hissed, his eyes narrowing to me quickly. The glare made me instantly want to choose my fight response.

"I've done quite a few things to make you this upset, you'll have to be more specific." I sighed dramatically, looking away to try and appear somewhat innocent.

"Heracles hasn't come back for a week, Potter. I was supposed to get a letter from my mother four days ago - you're the only one who could have convinced him to ignore his patterns."

"Why, I thought that it was you who was great with my pet, Malfoy. How would I ever be able to convince yours not to be loyal to your needs?" I dared to flutter my eyelashes at him. He shook his head for a moment, as if he couldn't think around my response to him before he hissed at me.