AN: Drabble #2! I hope you enjoy :)
Lily carefully measured out a spoonful of ground fluxweed and scattered it into her cauldron. It was her very first day of Potions class, and she was determined to make a good impression. At home, she'd spent all of her free time secretly making potions in the back of the broom closet, but she still wasn't sure how she was going to do.
"Time's up, students!" said Professor Slughorn. "Let's see how you did! Mr. Thomas, not bad… Mr. Scamander, please put out that fire!" Slowly, the professor made his way around the dungeon, murmuring to himself. Finally, he stopped in front of Lily's cauldron. She held her breath.
"Hm," he said, peering into it. "Oh, very well done! You got the teal color just right." He looked up at her. "And you are…"
"Potter," she said clearly. "Lily Potter."
Slughorn blinked. "Lily Potter! But of course. Did you know, Ms. Potter, that your grandmother was the most excellent potioneer this class ever saw? You are very much like her."
Lily smiled.