As I looked around at my new potions class, I knew I was going to be disappointed with the Gryffindors. I saw the muggle born Granger the Headmaster allowed in, sorted into Gryffindor, what a laugh! Yet, as I was saying it, I knew it was just to keep up appearances. She couldn't help but remind me of the last notable muggle born Gryffindor, but no... I would not let my thoughts continue along that line.
The worried looking boy beside her was definitely Longbottom, son of the two famous aurors who were driven insane. He had the look of a bumbling idiot! There was also a new Weasley sitting right beside our new celebrityΒΈ how much he looked like his father. Completely disregarding my attempts to call for order, and when he finally looked up, I almost let out a gasp his eyes were exactly like his mothers. That along with the similarity of Granger already in my mind, I was transported back through time to the last time I spoke to her and if Potter hadn't blinked, all the students would have thought I was losing my mind when I called him Lily.
At least I had my Slytherins. There was Lucius' son, Draco, the sons of Crabbe and Goyle, who looked about as thick as they were, and a few who seemed they might have talent. This class of first-years might be somewhat enjoyable if the Slytherins will just follow my lead with Potter.