(A/N) Ok, so by the request of Gablet from Slytherdor_Gurl (shout out to this amazing person :D go check out her profile) I've decided to continue with my riddikulusly long author's notes! Sorry if you don't like it. So...*bomb ticks 3...2...1...* OMG WOW 201 READS THIS IS CRAZY! (Lol me looking back on this a couple months later at almost 2k reads 😂) Crazy awesome, that is! Wow, I literally choked on my Funyuns when I saw that. I 💖 you guys SO MUCH like you don't even know. K, let's start the story now! Mwah x 98K2afH639j26296R1ksvd03520b27!!! <3
-Iresine

Draco

   "Ah, what do we owe the pleasure of your company, Miss Hermione!" Blaise said suddenly. My stomach flipped over, as I turned back slowly to see a very flustered Hermione.

   "Nothing. I was just heading to the library. And don't call me Hermione!" she shot back, her cheeks heating up. She's so cute when she's mad. Wait, did I just think that? Uh-uh, I did not. No, that never happened, you're having hallucinations again. I thought to myself, shaking my head, and feeling my cheeks turning a bright shade of tomato. Hermione looked at me curiously, then turned her attention back to Blaise when he spoke again.

   "Well, you obviously don't know your way around, Hermione, as the library is a floor from here," Blaise said smoothly, "Would you like me to escort you?" I couldn't help but smirk as Hermione turned an even brighter shade of red.

   "No, I can walk by myself, thanks." She snapped back, trying to be as smooth it was clearly not her area of expertise. She glared at Blaise one more time, then whipped around and headed for the staircases, not looking back. I should of said something! I thought suddenly. I opened my mouth to call out to her, but I felt a hand on my shoulder.

   Blaise.

   "Let her go." He whispered quietly into my ear, not loud enough for Hermione to hear.

   We waited until she was well out of sight and earshot until we opened the door. Then I finally let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, and finally opened the door.

   Inside it was an amazing array of colorful ingredients. The potions cupboard. Shelf after shelf, all stocked full with assorted stuff for making potions, lit by a small light bulb at the ceiling which I turned on immediately. I'm not particularly fond of dark spaces. Blaise tapped me on the shoulder. I wasn't aware that I had spent 5 minutes already, gazing at the shelves.

   "Oh, um, let's get started, shall we?" I said awkwardly. Blaise nodded, and pulled out a slightly crumpled piece of parchment. He smoothed it out on a nearby shelf, and began to read aloud.
"Ingredients for Polyjuice Potion..."

(A/N) Sorry for the short chapter! It's just that I'm having trouble finding a good cliffhanger, I really want to get a chapter out to those peeps who have finished the other ones and are waiting for more, and also, it's late now, and I have a Harry Potter Marathon tommorow, so... ya. Don't forget to comment, vote, and share! It would be great if you did. :)