Harry and Ron had been arguing about the sebelumnya day's Quidditch fiasco for hours already oleh the time they reached Potions that morning. They weren't late, but Snape was in a foul mood nonetheless.

But then...Snape was always in a foul mood.

"Ah, Potter. Delighted anda and Weasley could make it to class on time. After yesterday, I had thought it impossible."

"Oh, bloody hell, here we go," Ron berkata under his breath. "Now we've got pug-nose Parkinson tittering at us." Harry and Hermione both stared at him, and Hermione was not pleased. "Ronald Weasley, that's an awful thing to say!" She tried to...