You've never been a very scientific person. You like to do things on your own, the complex theory was interesting of course, but what Hogwarts offers... you hate it.

Especially Potions and Herbology.

You have to read a lot of long instructions without head or tail, reproduce all that to finally get 10/100. Yeah, you might as well do nothing and get a bad grade anyway. This year the Hufflepuffs share their Herbology and Defense Against the Dark Arts class with the Gryffindors. Your friend was immediately happy about it, abandoning you to go with Remus, the maraud ers she had a crush on.

So you ended up with James Pott.er, who was also abandoned by his friend. The problem? You're both idiots in this subject and were counting on the two big heads to get through this year.

"James, hold that fucking root!" You grumbled as you tried to carefully cut the wriggling root of the magical plant the professor had asked you to study. But the plant didn't seem to want to cooperate with two teenagers, throwing dirt at you, the root thrashing and twisting in your hands as you tried to cut it.

"I've got it!" James protested, struggling to keep a firm grip on the animated root. "But it doesn't really want to cooperate, does it?"