Summary
"What is it, Draco ?" The Slytherin prefect sighed. "My potions skills aren't good enough. If I want to get this damn Felix Felicis, I'll need to pair up with someone brilliant". Crabbe and Goyle seemed confused, but Zabini understood immediately. "Oh no… not that…" Malfoy's expression confirmed his doubts. "Yes Blaise…I'll need "the best in our year". (COMPLETE FIC ON AO3)