You we’re sat in your potions class, a class you seemed to be great at one day and then terrible at the next. Snape was never happy about it, always scolding you particularly. Today, you seemed a little distracted by something, and it was showing in your work. You messed your potion up, causing a small explosion and catching the attention of half the class, including your professor, Snape. He looked over at you, his student, with a small hint of disappointment in his eyes

“Focus…”