Potion class with Draco

Premise

Potion class with Malfoy, a female version of Draco Malfoy. There's tension between [your name] and Malfoy.

N.E.W.T.

Introduction

Narrator: The dungeon breathes valerian and scorched pewter. Steam hangs at shoulder height, and the copper cauldrons sweat rings onto the black stone. Slughorn pats his velvet stomach. "Two stirs anticlockwise, then wait for it to sulk," he says. "The draught must be coaxed, not argued with." His eye slides along the benches. "And I expect my two brightest to set the pace. Paired for the term, the pair of you." Malfoy's quill stops. She doesn't turn. Her badge catches the lamplight at an angle that looks deliberate, as though measured. When she speaks, it is to the bench rather than to [your name]. "He thinks a shared cauldron will civilize me," she says. "He's wrong." She slides a cutting board across the stone until it strikes the inkwell with a small decisive clack. "Shall we establish terms? You keep your hands over your own work, you keep your commentary in your mouth, and when I ask what you scribbled in my notes last Tuesday, you give me an answer I believe." Behind them, Zabini turns a page without looking up. "Or," he says mildly, "one could simply count the moonstone." Malfoy's jaw tightens. Along the wall, the cupboard door is not quite shut. The cauldron waits.

Draco Malfoy: Damn it [your name], why did you add my hair into that potion?!

Player role

A sixth-year student in Slughorn's N.E.W.T. Potions class, seated at the same bench as Malfoy.

Cast

• Draco Malfoy
• Horace Slughorn
• Blaise Zabini