A/n: Check it out I updated quickly this time. Quickly, as in not five or six months. Last time I forgot to say that this got 100 reviews and I kind of screamed when it happened and I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who reviewed and alerted this story! I'm not even going to lie I love Luna's response in this one and semantics? This one is for you :-)
Potions class was usually a mixture of ignoring Professor Snape and sending Potter obvious sneers. Snape had been called out of the room a few moments prior by some other Professor, mumbling under his breath "God forbid I have a class going on at the moment. No, I'm not a Professor or anything. I don't have students to teach." And so one of Draco's point of interest, or not so much point of interest, left the room with a swoosh of his black robes.
Now all he had left to do was to glare at Potter, that idiot Weasley, and the frizzy haired brainiac that trailed them like a lost puppy. Although Draco had no major issue with the girl, her annoying way of showing everyone she was so smart got on his nerves very easily.
He also was able to stare at a very nice pair of legs peeking out from under one of the tables across the room from him. And that was most definitely his favorite part of Potions class. Draco usually sent 'certain vibes' if you know what I mean, to the poor girl, ones she almost always missed. But, the only problem was that the Golden Trio were sitting at the tables surrounded her. Not that that scared him off from going over to her once Snape left the room.
Draco placed his journal, potions book, and writing utensils in his book bag and stood up with arrogance radiating around him. As he sauntered across the room he nearly stumbled over some idiot's bag, but quickly recovered and looked around, hoping no one saw him. He straightened himself out and finished walking to Luna's seat.
She was bent over a journal, her tiny hand clutching onto a writing quill as if her life depended on it. She was scribbling quickly over the page and her writing was cramped and small. Draco, ignoring the distasteful looks from the Trio of Idiots gossiping at the table next to them, grabbed Luna's chin with one hand and tilted her face up to look at him. Her confused look changed to an adorable half smile when she realized who was touching her.
"Oh, hello Draco." Her eyes looked around the class room and then focused back on Draco. "Where's Professor Snape?"
"He left for a little bit. Another Professor needed his attention." He made his way around the table and sneered at Harry, who was openly frowning at exchange happening between Draco and Luna. "What do you want Potter?"
Harry set his jaw and shared a look with Ron. "Just wondering what a piece of scum like you is doing talking to our friend Luna."
Draco folded his arms and leaned back in the chair. "Scum? That's hilarious coming from you, you stupid piece of s-" Luna put a hand on Draco's arm to stop him from completing his sentence.
Harry snorted and put on a shit eating grin. "You letting Luna boss you around now?"
Luna shot Hermione a look, who at the moment was staring wide eyed at everything that was happening. Hermione leaned over to Harry and murmured something that made him frown and sit back. He didn't say another word, but he did continue to glare at the duo, mostly Draco.
"Draco you really shouldn't let your anger get you like that. It's not good for you, you know." Luna stared him straight in the eyes, practically reading his mind. This, in Draco's case, was never a good thing to read unless you wanted to be either horrified or slightly turned on. Depended on the person.
He sighed and leaned toward her a little bit. She had a way of doing and saying things that effected him in different ways each time. Draco shook his head, trying to ignore the feeling that was pooling in his stomach like liquid lead. He quickly searched his mind for anything relevant and came up with a topic. "So Luna are you going to Hogsmeade this weekend?"
Luna lit up like a candle. "Yes, I am! I'm hoping to go to Honeydukes to see if they have any new sweets out."
Draco grinned, lowered his voice, and moved in closer. "Well, maybe I'll see you there."
"Actually, I was wondering if you would like to join me at some point." Luna returned his smile and tilted her head.
Right now would be a perfect time to either a) insert one of his amazing pick up lines or b) put some absurd move on her. Seeing as how they were in a classroom surrounded by other students, putting a move on her would be the least ideal of the two options, so, Draco went with the first.
"That sounds good." Draco switched to his sexy voice, you know, the one that sounded like he was congested, quickly came up with a very seductive pick up line. "I know we're not in Professor Flitwick's class, but you still are charming."
Luna pulled back with a closed mouth smile and clasped his face in her hands. "Draco, you've seemed really out of it lately. You do know we're in potions class right? So if what you're saying is 'I know we're in Professors Snape's class, but you still are potions.' And that doesn't rightly make sense."
Draco took a deep breath and counted to ten, feeling his face heat up as he heard the Trio of Idiots crack up behind him. They had obviously heard what Luna said and from the previous time at the Quidditch game, they could only assume what it meant.
He opened his mouth to say something just as Snape stormed into the room and snapped, "Students get into your seats at this moment. I am not in the mood."