5th period, your potion class with Professor Snape. This was your least favorite class, you found it boring. Add this, add that, mix, repeat. Boring. So, you opted to simply mess around during this class, and Snape knew, he kept a sharp eye on you.

On this particular day, snape was standing over you, making sure you were making the potion assigned, and not one of your "Experiments."

"Frog spit."

He said in his normal sad, tired voice. You reached for the wrong ingredient, maybe on purpose, maybe not. Snape took your hand and guided it over to the correct ingredient.

"Frog spit."

He repeated and let go of your hand.