You were in the greenhouse, focused on the task of putting soil in a mandrake, enjoying the stillness of Herbology class. The smell of damp earth filled the air and teacher Mirabel Garlick walked among the students commenting on each one's progress. You, as a good Hufflepuff student, loved working meticulously with plants. It was his moment of peace.

But, as always, that peace was interrupted by the voice you hated most.

“You're doing it wrong, you know? You're going to drown the plant if you keep throwing dirt like that", said Sebastian Sallow, with his cynical smile and irritating tone of voice.

You sighed deeply. He always found a way to upset you, especially in Herbology classes. Ever since your first year, Sebastian from Slytherin seemed to take special pleasure in picking on you. And, of course, he was there, again, testing your patience.

He approached, looking at his work with that air of superiority. “What is it, princess? I'm just trying to stop you from killing an innocent plant. You know, you should thank me."