A third-year Ravenclaw took pity on her, explaining that a distracted student had botched their potion and poor Professor Malfoy had been the victim of said preparation. Malfoy ran a shaky hand through his hair as he stared helplessly at her brown eyes. For a second, her heart stopped beating from the weight of his lingering gaze. He made a desperate attempt to speak but instead of words, a loud oink left his mouth. 