Draco's pov

I was walking back to the Slytherin common room, thinking about the homework I had just gotten from DADA, now taught by Professor Cheyenne Drake. 

We had been assigned a two and a half foot essay on the sectumsempra curse. It was weird, because Professor Snape had made it, when he was a student, but a lot of people knew of it by now; it has even been put into a book. It had been used against me before, so I knows first hand how it works.

Suddenly, I felt something hit me, not a solid object, but a spell or curse. I felt the same, though. I tried to say 'what hell was that? Whoever you are I will...', but I found I couldn't speak. 

I hurried to the dungeons, I wanted to get to the common room as soon as possible. I only passed a group of giggling Hufflepuffs on the way. When I got to the correct wall, I remembered I couldn't speak, therefore couldn't say the password. Luckily, Blaise and Pansy were there about three minutes later, holding hands. 

Pansy said the password, shooting me a curious glance. 

When we got the common room and had sat down on the green velvet couch, Pansy spoke. "Why were you standing outside the common room? Did you forget the password?" 

 I touched my throat, and mouthed, 'I can't talk'. 

 "Why can't you talk?" Blaise questioned. 

I dug in my bag until I found a piece of parchment and a self-inking quill. I put the paper on the table, and started writing furiously. 

When I was done writing, I showed the parchment to Blaise and Pansy. It read probably the lip lock jinx, because it's a popular prank right now, and it makes you temporarily mute. The problem is, I didn't see who cast it, and I can't kiss who I'd have to kiss to get it off 

"Who is it? Why can't you kiss her?" Pansy asked. 

 Under my previous paragraph, I wrote, don't freak out, I wanted to actually tell you, but it's not a girl. And he hates me. 

My best friends were shocked. They had no idea. "So your... Gay?" Blaise asked, finally. I thought for a second. yeah, I guess, probably, I don't know  he wrote.

There was a semi awkward silence; until Blaise, again, spoke up. "So who's the lucky gir- guy?" When I didn't reply, Pansy said, "you can tell us, Draco. Just write his name down" When I shook my head, she added, "We won't stop bugging you until you tell us.

I reluctantly took the parchment and hesitantly wrote potter on it. 

"Potter?!" The couple said in unison. "The golden boy, th-" I cut Pansy off with a sharp glare. "You are joking, right mate? Asked Blaise, laughing.

I shook my head and rolled my eyes. I wanted to yell why would I be joking about this?!? I got up and stormed into my room and laid down on my bed. I hoped that I could find out who had cursed me, and make them take it off. I didn't think I could handle this for very long.

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The following morning when I woke up I had forgotten about the curse. That is until I tried to say good morning to Pansy, but no sound came out. I went to breakfast in forced silence.

I sat with Blaise and Pansy for breakfast as always. As I was eating, I was thinking about who would have cast the jinx. 

Probably someone who hates me. Hogwarts doesn't have a shortage of that. 

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My first class was double potions with the Gryffindors. Like I needed to be around Potter first thing in the morning. 

Snape asked them what amortentia is. He first called on me, because I'm the best in the class and his favorite student. I thought the answer, but I couldn't say it. 

After a few seconds of me not saying anything, he called on Granger. Granger was so annoying, she even went as far as to punch him in third year. And her and the weasel were always around Potter. Why he was even friends with a mudblood and a blood traitor, was a mystery to me. He could of been friends with me from first year, but he rejected me. 

Snape took out a sample of amortentia and asked what they smelled. Granger said, "Fresh parchment, ink, and" but she never finished, she turned a deep shade of red and quickly sat back down. 

I wrote down mine. Mine were books, apples, and Potter. I wrote a person instead of Potter, so no one would know besides Pansy and Blaise. 

When Snape called on me, I held up the paper that I had written my answer on in large handwriting. 

"Books, apples, and a person. Care to elaborate, Mr. Malfoy?" Snape asked in his monotone voice. I shook my head in reply, hoping no one saw me blush. 

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On my way to lunch I accidentally bumped into Potter.

"Watch where you're going ferret!" he snapped at me, pushing me into the wall. Sadness flashed through my eyes for a split second, but I covered it up instantly, and hoped the Gryffindor didn't see it. 

Potter was obviously expecting a fight, but I just continued walking to the great hall. 

He sat down in his usual spot next to Pansy, who had Blaise on her other side.  

I ate small bites of my food, thinking of ways I could kiss Potter. But I knew I couldn't. I was deep in thought, when suddenly Potter stood up and left. It had only been about five minutes. I don't think he can eat that fast. He's not the weasel, I thought.

I quickly followed him out of the great hall. When the doors closed behind me, I tried to yell, but then I remembered that I couldn't speak. So I grabbed my self-inking quill, and a spare piece of parchment. Then, I ran after Potter, and grabbed his arm. 

He turned around then started speaking, "What do you want, Malfoy?" he said, his voice venom. 

I started writing on the parchment. 'I just want to talk.'

I showed the paper to Potter. "About what? And why did you write on a piece of paper?"

'Someone cursed me, obviously. Anyway, I think that we should stop fighting all the time. If you think about it, the reason we hate each other is that Weasley laughed at my name. And then I made fun of him back. I'm sorry for what I've done to you, but please give me a second chance'

"Fine." He turned to leave again.

I ran in front of him, 'you were not at dinner long enough to eat enough'

"I'm not hungry", and with that he pushed past me, and went of the direction of the Gryffindor common room.