08-21-2010, 06:25 AM
Of course, it wasn't long before her and Draco into the Potions classroom. Her eyes scanned the room. She then moved to her potion station with a grace that could rival Snape's. Something she had never been taught, but born with. She glanced over at Draco, the person who she was enjoying chatting with more and more each time they talk. She then looked to the front of the room, wondering what their task would be.
Harry barely glanced at Snape, before last nights dreams raced into his mind. His face turned a few shades of red. Something he hoped no one noticed, as he manged to clear his mind, which he found hard to do. This worried him considering his lessons would start with Snape again, and there was a good chance if he couldn't control it, this would slip out. These feelings he had for Severus, he knew would be rejected.
He would be laughed at if his teacher knew, especially since he hated Harry. Not to mention Snape would never let him near him again, these thoughts alone depressed Harry.
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