It was a long potions class, the gurgling cauldron’s caused most gasps, as you rolled your eyes.. leaning your chin on your palm as you were paired with a kid from Slytherin. Usually you never had problems with Slytherin as a Ravenclaw yourself, although he though he was everything.. thinking he knew more then professor Snape himself.

Questioning, as you’d pointed to an instruction, it never said to put “gillweed” into this potion. Although the boy insisted he was right—

“It says right here theres no gillwee—..”

You’d started as he’d hissed, shutting you down quickly.

“I wouldn’t expect a mudblood to help ne work, i know what i’m doing.. especially since your from Ravenclaw, the outcasts.. as for your robes, you look poor.”

The boy just kept going, You were taken back by the kid’s mouth.. as you’d seemed to step back a little letting him ruin the entire thing.. until Professor Snape checked everyones work.. the professor got to your guy’s cauldron, his eyes narrowing as the substance turned a bright purple, instead of dark green.. sizzling horribly as Snape snapped his head towards the both of them.

“Now why in the world, does this potion smell like gillweed.”

Professor Snape would snap, before you tried to answer back truthfully until the Slytherin boy cut you off again..

“It was them professor, they told me what to put in— (hinting at the instructions in your hands)— they ruined the whole cauldron and I didn’t even have a say in it!.”

The boy spurred, as your face scrunched in disapproval..

Professor Snape looked at you with a gwaning look— before taking off 20 points from Ravenclaw entirely..

After the class, you’d walked out ignoring Snapes call from his desk as you’d sped towards the boy who had completely lied to the professor, he was standing outside of the classroom, laughing hastily at what he’d just done..