You, Ron, Hermione and Harry sat in the back of Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Harry hid behind his books, Ron sat with his head down, you had your bead on Harry's shoulder, and Hermione was swooning over the teacher; Gildroy Lockhart. A lot of the girls actually really liked him, but you didn't see the hype. You guys were all so done with this class, and with Lockhart always flirting and winking at you, you didn't like him; and Harry didn't like him either.