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I sat down in my desk next to Freya and in front of his guy with Platinum blonde hair.
I heard the guy whisper something to his chubby friend. More like a demented pig that slept with a beetle and its baby was squashed on if you ask me.
I felt a small jab in my back and I turned around and glared at them.
"I'm Malfoy." The guy introduced as if we first met.
"Oh aren't you the guy Harry rejected!"I asked innocently and Freya slapped my hand under the table.
The boy muttered something at me and I smirked as I turned my attention to my textbook.

The doors burst open and Harry & Ron rush in. I catch Hermione roll her eyes in annoyance.
"Whew, we made it. Can you imagine the look on McGonagall's face if we were late?"Ron asked as he grips his knees, panting.
Suddenly, The cat jumps off the desk and transforms into Professor McGonagall leaving my brother and his friend god smacked.
"That was bloody brilliant."Ron gasped in awe and the Professor rolled her eyes.
"Thank you for that assessment, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps if I were to transfigure Mr. Potter and yourself into a pocket watch, that way one of you might be on time." The woman snapped.
"We got lost." Harry said bluntly and I hid my smirk.
"Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats."The female Professor suggested. She's such a flipping boss.

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Later on, inside the potions classroom, the students are chattering, sitting near steaming cauldrons, while I silently read my textbook. The door slams open and a greasy haired Professor strides in.
"There will be no foolish wand waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to enjoy the subtle science and exact art that is potion making. However, for those select few..."The Professor began as he looks at the platinum blonde in front of me, 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...in death."Malfoy raises his eyebrows.The hooked nose Professor 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 confidant enough to not...pay...attention." The Professor snaps, throwing a book onto the desk with a thud. 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?" Snaps asks,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?" Snaps asked again, Hermione's hand raises again.
"I don't know, sir." Harry whispered and Snape tutted.
"And what is the difference between monkshood and wolfbane?"Snape asked once more.
"I don't know, sir."Harry repeated and Snape smirked.
"Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything.." Snape smirked, Malfoy turned next to Harry with a smirk on his face.
"Is it, Mr. Potter?"
"Clearly, Hermione knows. Since it's a pity not to ask her." Harry snaps and Snape goes red.
Hermione looks a bit surprised as everyone laughs.
"Silence." Snape barked as he turned to Harry. Harry seemingly gulps. Snape then walks over to his desk. To Hermione, who has still got her hand up. "And put her hand down, you silly girl." He scolded and Hermione put her hand down, hurt in her eyes. He stands in front of Harry, and leans towards him: "For your information, Potter... asphodel and wormwood make a sleeping potion so powerful, it is known as the Draught of Living Death. A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons. As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite." Snape rolled his eyes, I knew that and it wasn't that hard. "Well?!Why aren't you all copying this down?" Snape instructed.Everyone obeys Snape and start to write down what Snape said. Snape returns to his desk, and dips his quill into some ink.
"And Gryffindors, note that five points, will be taken from your house... for your classmate's cheek." Snape then starts writing; Hermione looks at Harry and then starts writing. Harry looks at Snape, who turns slightly and then continues writing.
Harry stares at Snape, knowing that he shows dislike for him. I don't know why but I felt pride in that. I put my head down and continued writing.