the twins that lived marauders era react

potions and parcels.

[It is morning at Hogwarts, and Harry and Ron are running in the corridors because they're late for Transfiguration class. In the class, a tabby cat is sitting on a desk. Harry and Ron rush in; Hermione rolls her eyes in annoyance because they're late for class.]

Lily and Molly shook their heads the marauders ere snickering.

Mia: Idiots [she whispers Pansy snickers over hearing her]

Ron: Whew! Made it! Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?

[The cat jumps off the desk and transforms into Professor McGonagall, on-screen for the first time. The two boys are amazed.]

Ron: That was bloody brilliant!

McGonagall: Thank you for that assessment, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps, it'd 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.

Harry: We got lost.

McGonagall: Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats.

The Marauders shared a look but so did the future Slytherin's and the Weasley twins.

[Later on, inside Snape's potions classroom, the students are chattering, sitting near steaming cauldrons. The door slams open and Snape comes rushing in.]

Snape: There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. 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... [looks at Draco, Alexis and Mia who smiles] ...who possess the predisposition, I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory and even put a stopper... [Draco looks on] ...in death. [Draco raises his eyebrows. Snape sees Harry, writing what Snape said in his lecture down, in, his view, not paying attention.] Then again, maybe some of you have come to Hogwarts in possession of abilities so formidable that you feel confident enough... to not... pay... attention. [Hermione nudges Harry, finally making him look up to the Professor. Snape then walks to where he can speak to Harry more properly.] Mr. Potter. Our... new... celebrity. Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood? [Hermione raises her hand. Harry shrugs.] 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's hand raises again.]

"THOSE ARE THIRD- AND FOURTH-YEAR QUESTIONS" Lily sceetches "yea come on Sev that isn't right" Lucius scolded Euphemia rolled her eyes at the red head even though she was right she didn't have to sound like a banshee.

Harry: I don't know, sir.

Snape: And what is the difference between monkshood and wolfbane?

Harry: I don't know, sir.

Snape: Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything. [Draco has a smirk on his face] Is it, Mr. Potter?

(Extended Version)

Harry: Clearly, Hermione knows. Seems a pity not to ask her or even my snake of a sister she seems to know some things [he said coldly]

The halls jaw dropped why the hell did he just say that in such a cold tone, he was fine with his sister before the sorting.

[Mia drops her head on the table groaning quietly and although she felt a ping in her heart, she couldn't be to upset he called her what she was after all she IS a Slytherin]

The halls face changed she had a point maybe harry just meant it as a nickname.

[Hermione looks a bit surprised as everyone laughs]