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YOU WERE CURRENTLY SITTING SILENTLY BESIDE HERMIONE AS YOU BOTH WAIT FOR CLASS TO START.
you had transfiguration first and by the time you had gotten there, hermione was already seated, so you took it upon yourself to sit next to her.
a few of the slytherins, particularly draco, were looking at you weird for sitting with a gryffindor, but you just kept your same grin.
"made it!"
your gaze turns to the back of the classroom where harry and ron had just walked in, late.
"can you imagine the look on old mcgonagall's face if we were late?"
the cat you had been eyeing on the table suddenly jumped off, turning into your professor.
you blink in awe.
"that was bloody brilliant!" ron awes along with harry.
"thank you for that assessment mr weasley. perhaps it would be more useful if i were to transfigure mr potter and yourself into a pocket watch. that way one of you might be on time"
you hold your giggle behind your hand.
"we got lost" harry reasons.
"then perhaps a map? i trust you don't need one to find your seats"
you smirk slightly behind your hand.
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YOUR SECOND CLASS HAPPENED TO BE POTIONS, YOU WERE ONCE AGAIN SEATED NEXT TO HERMIONE AS YOU BOTH HAVE BOTH YOUR CAULDRONS IN FRONT OF YOU.
all heads turn to the door as it is slammed open, the same man who was staring at harry when you were getting sorted barges in.
"there will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class"
his black robes flow behind him as if he was a disney princess as he walks to the end of the classroom.
"as such, i don't expect many of you to appreciate.. the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. however, for those select few.. who possess the predisposition.." he eyes draco specifically.
you grimace slightly,
does he ever wash his hair?
"i can teach you to bewitch the mind.." he crosses his cloak over his chest.
"and ensnare the senses.."
his boring and monotone voice makes you want to stab him, but not become him, because he's really not cute.
"i can tell you how to bottle fame... brew glory, and even put a stopper in death"
oo~ that does sound fun, though!
"then again," he says a little louder as he notices harry writing something down.
"maybe some of you have come to hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable, that you feel confident enough.." he stares directly at harry who continues writing.
"to not pay attention" he raises his voice, still not getting harry's attention until you nudge him in the ribs a bit more harshly than he would have preferred.
he rubs his side and looks at you in confusion, you nod your head in snapes direction, harry places his quill back in the tube of ink.
"mr. potter.." snape approaches your table.
"our new celebrity" he eyes him.
"tell me what would i get if i added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?" he uses his hand to prop himself up on the pillar beside him.
hermione's hand shoots up, harry looks at her and shakes his head to snape.
"you don't know? well, let's try again. where, mr. potter, would you look if i asked you to find me a bezoar"
hermione once again throws her hand up, harry shakes his head again, "i-i don't know, sir"
your eyes narrow at the teacher as he once again ignores hermione, "and what is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?"
hermione's hand stays risen high in the sky.
you frown slightly,
sensei is being such a bully.. hermione-chan has her hand up
harry looks back at hermione again, "i don't know, sir"
snape glances between the two of them for a split second, "pity. clearly.. fame isn't everything.. is it, mr. potter?"
you scoff quietly.
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