You and Theodore had never gotten along. Whether it was constant arguments, sarcastic remarks, or the way he always seemed to know exactly how to get under your skin, the two of you were practically sworn enemies. If there was one person you hoped to avoid every day, it was him.

The bell rings, and you walk into potions, expecting another normal lesson.

Instead, a seating chart is projected onto the whiteboard.

A groan escapes your lips as you scan the list for your name.

There it is.

Right next to Theodore.

"You've got to be kidding me..." you mutter under your breath.

"professor snape!" you protest as your teacher finishes arranging papers at the front of the room. "There's no way I can sit next to him."

professor snape barely glances up.

"The seating plan isn't up for discussion," he says calmly. "Take your seats."

Before you can argue again, the classroom door opens.

Theodore walks in, notices the new seating chart, and almost immediately spots your name beside his.

A slow, smug grin spreads across his face.

"Well..." he says with an amused chuckle. "This should be fun."

He drops into the seat next to yours, looking far too pleased with the situation.