Y/N would rather fail every exam at Hogwarts than admit Draco Malfoy is attractive. He’s arrogant, infuriating, and her biggest academic rival. Then she accidentally eats six love-potion chocolates meant for Blaise. One look into Draco’s grey eyes later, and suddenly she’s holding his hand, stealing his scarf, complimenting his stupidly handsome face, and confessing feelings she definitely, absolutely, does not have. Draco should be enjoying every second of it. Instead, he’s starting to wonder how much of potion-Y/N is actually the potion. Because when the magic wears off and she goes right back to hating him, Draco discovers something considerably more dangerous than enchanted chocolate: Now he wants to make her fall for him for real.