I was currently in Poison class where Slughorn was blabbering on and on about some of the most dangerous potions in the whole world and how we were going to make one of them: Emerald Potion or some might know as Drink of Despair. Wow, such a great reminder of how I was feeling at the moment!

"Chop-chop, get to work," Slughorn clapped his hands enthusiastically then looked at me with a sterner facial expression, "Miss L/N, I'd like to speak to you."

That was it. Was Slughorn a Death Eater too? Wouldn't be surprised though, half of the school couldn't be trusted at this time considering that two of that noseless twat's goons could enter the school. Slughorn was probably going to tell me to either back off or tell me the exact day when he will give me as a hostage to the Dark Lord.

"What is it, professor?" I asked with a slightly irritated tone.

"Oh, dear, don't be so gloom with an old man will you," Slughorn said and put his hand on my shoulder taking me toward the end of the classroom, "Listen, dear, I have noticed in the recent days you haven't been yourself. You look as if you saw a family get slaughtered."

So, I overthought that, didn't I? I can't blame myself; all of this Death Eater business had a big toll on me and my sleeping schedule. Come on did I really think this old man would be a Death Eater? As if Voldemort would need a potions expert in his army.

"No, sir," I decided to respond after a few seconds of astonishment, "Nothing that would be crucial."

"I seem Miss L/N," Slughorn sighed and took his hand off my shoulder, "But know this; in Hogwarts, if you need help you will always get it if you just ask. Now brighten up and get to making this potion."

What kind of Dumbledore-level riddle type of crap did this man just say? Nevertheless, I appreciate the effort. He was one of the only teachers besides Snape, who cared about me. Even though Snape was a Death Eater, he didn't want me dead at the hands of the Dark Lord. It's the Potions teacher in him, I'd guess.

As I started making the potion, I saw Draco arguing with Blaise about the ingredient that needed to be put in the potion. When you look at it, Draco isn't as intimidating as students make of it. It's amusing even. Just an ordinary guy who likes to snap at people out of boredom.

I laughed to myself about it and went back to grinding Deadlyius Mushrooms in the little bowl.

"What are you laughing at, L/N?" I heard a deep but annoying voice say. I turned around to see Crabbe and Goyle with their hands crossed across their chests. They always looked ridiculous when they did that to anyone.

"Hey, it's dumb and dumber," I said sarcastically, "I was laughing at nothing you should be worried about."

"Don't laugh at Draco, or-"Crabbe threatened but I cut him off.

"Or what? You'll throw your blonde boyfriend at me?" I said with a smirk, "Now if you don't mind, I will continue on making this stupid potion."

From the corner of my eye, I saw Crabbe grab his wand and point it at me. Jeez, talk about having a stick up your ass.

"Crabbe, Goyle, that's it, get back to your potions you idiots," Draco said with a cold voice approaching me. Both of them obediently went back to their cauldrons as commanded. Did Draco potty train them too?

"Long time no see, haven't seen you for a while," Draco said smiling and rubbing his neck nervously, "How about we play chess tonight? I have this new board; you will like it for sure."

Now, here is the thing. I would love to play chess with the guy who never let me sleep this whole year but made him fall for him, but there was a change of plans. Since I knew I would have suffered huge emotional damage when Draco left, I decided to avoid him for the time being and not get hurt. Plus, this would help him too, right?

But in my book, in the moment 'avoiding' would equal being very rude about it.

"Shove the board up your ass, will you?" I replied with a monotonous voice, "Now, bloody leave me alone, will you?"

That was very harsh of me to say considering that he had 2 days to leave. I should apologize.

Draco immediately dropped his smile and went back to his table.

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I was in the library's Restricted Area doing my fair share of research about powerful spells that could be used in combat. I did this because the castle might be under attack and being able to stand up for ourselves would be necessary. I found this book that was specifically for skilled wizards, so I figured why not learn more of what I know? To say those spells were terrifically awesome was an understatement. But right now, I couldn't even concentrate on that. I couldn't help but feel extremely guilty about how I had been extra rude to Draco than usual.

I looked at the clock on the wall and saw it was way past bedtime. I quickly closed the book, put it in place, and got out of the library hoping Filch wouldn't catch me going back to the dorm. But then, realizing Draco could be in the common room it became the least of my concerns. What if I saw him just sitting there all alone playing chess by himself? That's alright, I will crack a joke or two and run to the girl's dorms.

As I got to the Slytherin house's entrance I took a deep breath.

"Pure-blood," I whispered the password and got in. I looked immediately to the direction of the fireplace we always hang out at and to my demise saw the blonde staring back at me with slight surprise on his face.

"Not very 'good student-like' of you to wander around the school at this hour, is it Y/N?" Malfoy stood up coming toward me with a tired facial expression, "Or do you want my opinion be shoved up my ass too?"

Well, now I knew that Draco was definitely very angry about this and rather disappointed.

"Look Draco, I wasn't in the right mind when I said that," I said apologetically grabbing my necklace. I always found it calming playing with that ring Draco gave me.

"And you certainly didn't mean to avoid me for the past 2 days," Draco sighed and went back to sit on the couch in front of the fireplace. He started staring at the green flames with a more relaxed posture.

I went after him and noticed a small chess board placed on the coffee table in front of Draco. The chess figures were all splattered on different squares on the board. I knew him too well; he had been playing chess by himself this whole time.

"May I have a play with you, sir," I looked at him apologetically hoping he would understand that I felt sorry about what I had said, even though it was very petty of me to do.

"The least you can say is sorry," Draco crossed his arms in front of his chest, "Didn't take you for someone who could not apologize."

Well, he got me. I should apologize right here and now and end all of this and go back to being the good friends we were. I passive-aggressively grabbed his face, turned it toward me, and stared him straight into the eye.

"Draco Malfoy I am sorry for being a horrible person and a friend to someone who just wanted to play chess with me," I said in a formal serious tone.

Draco looked at me dumbfounded for a few seconds and then started laughing.

"Merlin, Y/N, you should have seen your face right now," Draco laughed then dropped it immediately, "Also, what do you mean 'for being a bad friend? Am I just a friend to you, dimwit?"

"Huh? After my spectacular speech that's what you choose to talk about?" I asked confused.

"Do you really think that people call themselves friends after dancing, spending countless nights together, taking care of each other, giving cute necklaces, and making paper birds?" Draco quirked his eyebrow.

"Well, we never really decided on what terms we were," I said pointing my finger at him, "Besides, don't you think it would be a tad bit weird to see two people who hate each other dating?"

"I personally don't care," Draco shrugged his shoulders, "I'd rather be called a boyfriend by the person who I have double-sided feelings for."

After a minute of silence of just looking at each other trying to figure out what each of us wanted I spoke up.

"The point is: are you accepting my apology?" I asked.

"Obviously," Draco said, "As if a tiny misunderstanding could ruin what we have."

"What exactly do we have?" I asked with a slight chuckle at his corny remark.

"Babe, we are like chess. I'm the knight to your pawn," Draco said proudly.

I couldn't help but start laughing at his horrible pick-up line. Draco joined in on the laughter and then suggested we play a round of chess as he suggested previously. He told me how he got the board game while we were playing and I told him about the few new spells I learned the past two days and promised to teach them to him. In exchange, he promised to take me to a new pretty place in Hogsmeade in the woods. I was beyond excited to see what it was since he never failed to amaze me with the places, he chose to take me to. Although, I always thought that the places were beautiful to me only because of how happy I felt when I was with him. However, I could never admit it.

But now, we only had two days left.

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