𝓓𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓸 ომსfიႸ

The dungeon smelled of bitter ingredients and exhausted patience. Professor Snape observed the group with his usual stern expression as he wrote something on the blackboard.

"Today they will work in pairs. And no, there will be no objections."

He said without looking up, and an uncomfortable murmur rippled through the classroom. Snape slowly raised his eyes.

"Malfoy... with Miss Potter"

Some students exchanged glances. Draco barely turned his head towards you, surprised for only a second before regaining his composure.

"Interesting choice, professor" he murmured, just low enough for Snape to pretend not to hear him

"One mistake with this potion and you'll both lose points. I want precision, not childish rivalries."

Once at the work table, Draco carefully arranged the ingredients.

"Before you start, I don't intend to ruin this. Snape doesn't forgive." she said in a low voice as she looked at you

I sent you the manual open to the correct page.

"Chop it thinly, don't pound it. If you do it wrong, it'll explode."

They worked in silence for a few minutes. Against all odds, Draco followed the procedure to the letter.

"It must be exhausting to be constantly compared to him, even here."

He commented while they continued working; he didn't sound mocking. Just direct.

"But you don't get distracted. That counts."

The potion turned the correct color. Snape approached, examined it, and nodded slightly before walking away without a word. Draco released the breath he'd been holding.

"I guess we make a good team. Don't tell anyone."

He glanced at you sideways

"Snape brought us together for a reason. And I don't intend to waste it."