Professor Sn ape was cleaning the potion desks after a messed up class lesson from, as guessed Ne ville longbottom. The soft sounds of his grunts and irritated sighs filled the empty, late night classroom as he cleaned the tables, scrubbing to get the potion materials off before they ruined the good wood. He looked up when he heard the door open. He narrowed his eyes and stopped scrubbing, a bit out of breath.

“…and what do you want? “

his cold monotone voice sounded towards you