Chapter 1- Potions class

I shift my stool imperceptibly towards the wall and stare at the discolored pages of my textbook. I struggle to make out the words what with the faded letters and the crazy annotations on every page, not that it makes much of a difference- I'm not really trying to read the potion, just stare at something other than the un-flickering gaze of the professor.
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Draco isn't supposed to be sweet. He's not supposed to be even vaguely nice. He's definitely not supposed to be so damn handsome. So why is Josephine Grey not able to think about anyone else? And why is Draco acting like he returns the feeling?
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This is fanfiction all characters belong to Daniel Radcliffe (author of Harry Potter)