When Hermione and I walked into class with a few other Gryffindor students, Draco didn't even look at me. He was staring into the ground with an extremely sad expression. He wasn't joking around with his friends like usual. It looked like his entire happiness left him.

"He seems a bit different doesn't he?" Hermione whispered.

"Sorry?"

"Draco,"

"Oh, yeah he does"

"Good morning everyone!" Professor Slughorn said from the front of the class. In front of him were three cauldrons of potions. One was sort of golden, Veritaserum, one that Dumbledore used on Barty Crouch Jr. The other I recognized right away from our second year, poly juice potion. The last one was glowing pink, amortentia.

"Now in front of me are three different potions. Remember, attention to the detail in prerequisite of all planning" Professor Slughorn continued. However, our attention was drawn to the entrance of the classroom where Harry and Ron walked in. I didn't expect them to be taking this class because of their low scores on their O.W.Ls.

"Ah, Harry my boy, I was beginning to worry! You brought someone with us I see" Professor Slughorn greeted turning to face him.

"Ron Weasley sir. But I'm dreadful at Potions. A menace actually, so I'm probably just gonna-"

"Nonsense! We'll sort you out. Any friend of Harry is a friend of mine. Get your books out" Professor Slughorn interrupted Ron motioning the two to come join the class.

"Sorry sir, I haven't actually got my book yet. And nor has Ron" Harry quickly replied. They weren't planning on taking this class, seeing that Slughorn was waiting for Harry to come shows he just wanted him because he was the chosen one.

"Don't worry, get what you want from the cupboard. Now as I was saying, any ideas what these might be?" Professor Slughorn asked as Harry and Ron walked towards the cupboard together. Hermione and I both raised our hands together, potions was something I was always good at.

"Ah, Miss Clermont! I didn't realize you were here, would you like to answer?" He said motioning me to come forward towards the three different potions.

"This one is called Veritaserum, the truth telling serum and-" I paused watching Harry and Ron fight for a book near the cupboard.

"Yes?" Professor Slughorn raised his eyebrows smiling waiting for me to answer.

"...This one is the poly juice potion. It allows the drinker to look identical to anyone with a piece of their hair. It's terribly tricky to make" I continued as Harry and Ron made their way towards the crowd of students.

"...And this one's Amortentia. The most powerful love potion in the world. It's rumored to smell differently to each person according to what attracts them. For example, for me it smells like... The forest.. Fresh parchment and broomstick wax"

"Very well Miss Clermont, now Amortentia doesn't create actual love. That would be impossible but it does cause powerful infatuation or obsession. And for that reason, it is probably the most dangerous potion in this room. Why don't you all take a quick whiff of it?" Almost immediately as Profesor Slughorn finished his sentence, a bunch of students came rushing up towards the amortentia eager to find out what theirs smelled like, even Draco.

"Spearmint toothpaste-" Hermione whispered to herself coming up beside me. Spearmint toothpaste, that's what Ron smells like. Broom wax, it was obviously Harry. It doesn't surprise me at all, I am attracted to Harry.

"Sir, you didn't tell us what's in that one" Katie Bell said pointing at a small vial as all the students backed up once again.

"Ah, yes. What you see before you ladies and gentlemen, is a curious little potion known as Felix Felicis. It is more commonly referred to-"

"Liquid Luck" Hermione interrupted him.

"Yes Miss Granger, liquid luck. Desperately tricky to make, disastrous should you get it wrong. One sip and you'll find all of your endeavors succeeded. At least until the effects wear off," With that, Draco's eyes lit up. He listened interestedly and looked at the potion carefully.

"So, this is what I offer each of you today. One tiny vial of liquid luck. To the student who in the hour that remains manages to brew an acceptable Draught of Living Death. Recipes for which can be found on page 10 of your books. I should point out however, only one student managed to brew a potion of sufficient quality to claim this prize. Nevertheless, good luck to you all, let the brewing commence"

The students all stood by their own table in front of the ingredients. I opened my book to page 10 to read the instructions. Of course, I was confident that I would be able to claim the prize. I'm talented in potions, even Snape knows that.

'01) Cut up one Sopophorus bean'

I grabbed one Sopophorus bean and attempted to cut it when it went flying. I quickly caught it and placed it down on the cutting board to cut it again when it bounced away. I furrowed my eyebrows and tried to cut it again but the same thing kept happening over and over again.

I sighed looking around the class to see how other people were managing to cut the bean. No one was, the beans were all flying everywhere. Draco was trying super hard, I've never seen him to quite actually trying. He must really want the vial of Liquid Luck. I turned to face Harry who already put the Sopophorus bean juice inside his cauldron.

"How did you that?" Hermione asked furrowing her eyebrows.

"Crush it don't cut it"

"No, the instructions specifically say to cut"

"No really"

I didn't say anything but just look down at my bean. With my knife, instead of trying to cut it, I crushed it. Just like Harry said, the juice came out much easier making it a simple task for me to put it inside my cauldron.

I continued to follow the instructions on the book improvising a little. For instance, instead of 12 beans, I used 13 since I thought it wasn't enough. Harry's potion looked perfect, it had just the right shade of green. Mine looked a little too light but it was the best I could get it to. Hermione's hair was all messed up and frizzy, Ron had given up before we even started.

"That looks pretty close," Professor Slughorn said coming around to our table standing beside me. He dropped a single piece of leaf in the potion that I had created. It burned away in the potion but appeared back again.

"Oh, that was very close but not quite what I'm looking for," He said walking towards Harry. He did the same thing and dropped a piece of leaf inside his potion. The leaf burned away leaving nothing behind. It was a perfectly made potion.

"Merlin's beard, it's perfect! So perfect I dare say one drop would kill us all!" Professor Slughorn exclaimed excitedly. Harry looked up at me meeting my eyes smiling proudly. I slowly smiled back at him a little disappointed I wasn't able to make the perfect potion. It was really discouraging especially since Harry was the one to make the perfect potion. He wasn't even passionate about potions class.

"Gather around everyone gather around," Professor Slughorn said motioning everyone while pulling Harry up to the front of the class.

"Well, I guess you two aren't the best after all" Ron whispered to Hermione and I.

"Oh shut up" I nudged him hard.

"So here we are then, as promised, One vial of Felix Felicis. Congratulations, use it well" Professor Slughorn said hanging Harry the vial of Liquid Luck. We all clapped for him, maybe a little unsatisfied.

"Class dismissed," Profesor Slughorn said as the students all rushed out of the class. I quickly walked up to Harry wrapping my arm around his as we continued to walk out.

"How did you do that?" I asked.

"Do what?" He replied smiling a little.

"Don't be stupid Harry"

"I don't know, I just did what the book told me to do," He said opening his book and flipping through the pages. There were writings on them, writings that were correcting the textbook.

"That's cheating" I joked furrowing my eyebrows.

"Well at least I'll be the top-scoring student"

"Well anyway," I quickly changed the subject. Not that it was a competition or anything but I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. I was the top-scoring student for potions class last year and suddenly Harry comes along simply taking that spot with a special book.

"What did you smell from the amortentia?" I asked smiling a little. He looked at me for a moment and his smile slowly grew bigger.

"Broom wax, pumpkin juice, and a strong smell of roses," He said with a smile furrowing his eyebrows.

"Really?"

"Yeah, now to think about it, you smell a lot like roses"

"What a coincidence," I said looking away feeling my face heat up a bit.

"Did I tell you I'm the Gryffindor quidditch captain now? Professor McGonagall called me in yesterday"

"No not exactly, but that sounds amazing"

"It is, tryouts are coming up. I was actually gonna ask if you wanted to try out"

"Me? No, no. I can't even fly a broom properly"

"At least try it out"

I turned to face him with a small smile. My eyes quickly shifted towards Draco who looked at me before quickly walking away. He looked extremely sad and stressed, just like a borgin burkes.

"Actually Harry, I just remembered something," I said slipping my arm off of his walking towards Draco. He was walking quickly towards the Astronomy tower and I walked behind him slowly unsure if I should give him space or not. Once he had made it to the Astronomy tower he leaned against the balcony looking down sighing.

"Draco," I said quietly walking towards him. He slowly turned around to face me with extremely sorrowful eyes.

"Go away Clermont" He muttered looking away.

"Draco, what happened over the summer?"

"I said go away"

"Voldemort, did he do something to you?"

"Stop-"

"Tell me what I think right now is wrong," I said interrupting him. He looked back up at me slowly but didn't reply. I felt my heart drop, he wasn't denying anything.

"What am I supposed to do?" Draco whispered not looking up at me. Instead, he pulled up his sleeve a little revealing only a part of a black tattoo, the dark mark. I gasped covering my mouth stepping back a little, he really was a death eater.

"I had no choice, he chose me," He said quickly pulling his sleeve down. "What am I supposed to do Evelyn, you know everything"

"I don't know" I replied wrapping my arms around him. He buried his head into my shoulders and started to cry softly and quietly. I don't know what Draco should do, or what I should do knowing he was a death eater.

"Roses" He whispered.

"What?"

"I was wondering why I smelled roses"

"I don't understand"

"Nothing"