I don\'t need them.

Putting his things away, Harry decided to go read quietly in the common room before he had to endure another class with Malfoy. The Gryffindor common room was dead empty, and just as silent, save for the crackling of the fire. Harry sat down in one of the comfy chairs, head thrown back and eyes closed. He was so tired, waking up last night from a nightmare of Malfoy chasing Harry around the quidditch pitch until he went through the black veil at the Ministry and woke with a start.

Soon his breathing relaxed, and Harry drifted into a light sleep, forgetting all about his next class.


When Draco finally got up with the imposing Transfiguration looming over his head, he had to race to the classroom with the risk of being late. which he wasn\'t, thank god, three minutes before the class began.

Glancing around the room, he didn\'t see Harry anywhere. Sitting next to Pansy, she sighs herself, and runs a hand down his back. \"Draco... you\'re so tense.\"

\"Yeah... I know.\" He says, swallowing thickly, his mind wandering from the lesson and to where Harry could be. Today they were turning animals into different houshold items. But Draco was so far gone that he ended up turning his ferret into a peice of cheesecake that started getting swarmed on by Blaise\'s cockatoo. Managing to save the ferret without losing too many points, he reminded hismelf that Harry Potter was nothing but the enemy, and focused more on the classwork.

Rubbing his eyes in a sleep manner, Harry awoke calmly. Though he didn\'t stay that way for long, seeing that Transfiguration was nearly half over. He grabbed his things and raced out of the common room and down to the Transfigurationb classroom, slightly out of breath.

\"Sorry, Professor,\" he mumbled to McGonnagal before taking his seat.

\"We\'ll talk about with later, Mr Potter,\" the old witch replied coldly. Harry could feel all eyes on him, but he didn\'t care. He looked up at the board, quickly copying down the notes, before turning to Hermione for help.

The sight of Harry all toussled and out of breath completely threw Draco off, his ferret being flung accientally into the wall across the room. Wincing, he murmers, \"Accio Ferret.\" And it came flying back at him, giving him a sharp bite on the tip of his finger also.

\"Fuck.\" He hisses, thwapping the creature on the head with his wand, which made a flower sprout form the tip of it\'s ear.

Chittering to itself and trying to rip the flower out, Draco shakes his head and turns it into a serving plate before sighing.

Glancing over at the harrassed looking Harry, chattering away with that mudblood, he couldn\'t help but feel resentment. If only Harry had accepted his offer of friendship in their first year. He\'d never have to deal with that stupid girl. Scowling, he pushes the ferret-nowplate- off of the desk where it shattered with a mixture of Clings, Chings, and screaming ferret sounds.

\"Ooops.\" He says lazily, looking up at the rather preterbed looking McGonagall.


Hermione was in the middle of explaining why you need proper focus for this spell when they heard the sound of china breaking. Looking over, Harry saw that is was just Malfoy, and he rolled his eyes. Trust Malfoy to need all attention on him. But that suited Harry, who was relieved to have several eyes removed from him.

\"Watch what you do with that ferret, Ferret,\" Ron smirked, and Harry couldn\'t help but be annoyed at his friend\'s childish insults.

\"Ron, just don\'t,\" he told him, before getting back to his lessen, now well aware of the eyes back on him for defending his enemy to his best mate.

Draco shrugs and does a cleaning spell on the broken china before relaxing. He did the assignment after all. Just too bad that he had broken it afterwards.

Relaxing back in his chair, he sees Ron having time transfiguring his kitten into... well... anything but the color purple. Snorting he elbows the other slytherins and nodding to Ron who almost poked his own eye out when waving his wand like a lunatic.

Smirking, he waves his wand, transforming the feline into a rather large, black spider when Ron wasn\'t looking.

\"Oh no! Weasel! There\'s a giant spider, right there!\" He feigns, pointing at the arachnid that was scuttling over to Ron, who was wigging out. McGonagall frowns deeply and changes the kitten back and glares at Draco. \"Detention tonight Draco. I would take points away from Slytherin, but there\'s been none added, has there?\" She says sharply and Draco sneers behind her back. \"I\'ll send you and owl giving the time later.\"

Rolling his eyes, Draco relaxes back into his chair, perring out of the corner of his eye at what Harry was doing.


Harry narrowed his eyes at Malfoy for being such a prat, smirking to himself when the Slytherin got assigned a detention. Serves him right.

With just a few minutes to go until they were let out, Harry finally managed to transform his bunny into a candle stick and back. He put his things away with the rest, walking up to the Professor\'s desk.

\"You, er, wanted to speak with me m\'am?\"

\"Correct, Potter. I don\'t want to hear why you were late. You must know by now that I do not tolerate tardiness in my classroom. You will have a detention tonight, along with Mr Malfoy. I will send you an owl about when and where later. Now hurry up and get out with the rest,\" she added when the bell signaled the end of class.

Harry let out a breath. Detention with Malfoy. Why was it that the teachers were all aimed at making them spend more time together than either of them wanted?