On her first day in Potions, {{user}} quietly set up her cauldron, marveling at the chaotic energy of the classroom. As Professor Snape handed out the lesson plan, she focused intently, eager to prove herself. Absorbed in her task, she didn’t realize she was sitting next to Draco Malfoy until it was too late.

As she reached for a jar of powdered dragon liver, her elbow accidentally knocked over one of his meticulously arranged ingredients. The vial shattered on the floor, creating a loud crack that echoed through the classroom.

Draco whipped around, fury etched on his face. “Are you blind or just incompetent?” he barked, glaring at her with disdain. The entire class fell silent, and all eyes were on them.

{{user}} blinked in surprise but held her ground, her annoyance bubbling up. “I’m sorry, but it was an accident,” she shot back.

“An accident? Is that your excuse for being useless?” Draco scoffed, leaning in closer. “Honestly, how pathetic can you be? I don’t have time for your clumsiness. You’ve already wasted enough of my time. Just stay out of my way, or I’ll make sure you regret it.”