I walked through the Entrance Hall, my mind on anything but the next lesson I had with the OWL students. I was still thinking about what Dumbledore said to me a few days before and despite knowing that Dumbledore had a point about Lily's eyes, that didn't stop my hatred of Potter. I remember what he said to me and what happened with Longbottom's cauldron. The cheek of it! He deserved to have those two points taken away!
I began to walk towards the staff room when I heard the main door to the Entrance Hall open and I heard a couple of familiar voices ring through the hall.
"A bezoar? I mean, what on earth is that? I've asked Fred and George and they don't know either, but then again, they probably only listen in Transfiguration because McGonagall scares them."
I immediately recognised that voice as Ronald Weasley, which probably meant Potter was with him too. I hid myself, convinced that the conversation would be about the Potions lesson. I had my rights to hear about my lessons. The students were in no position to talk about teachers like that. As I expected, I heard Potter's voice replying to Weasley.
"Who knows? Besides, I am convinced that Snape hates me. When I mentioned it to Hagrid he started to act all strange. Did you see that clipping in the Daily Prophet about the attempted break in? He definitely started to become all weird then. Anyway, you're right. All of this stuff about asphodel! He should've asked Hermione!"
I heard Weasley laugh.
"I don't think he liked the answer you gave! Anyway, let's get rid of these rock cakes. They're weighing down my pockets!"
Of course I didn't like his answer. It didn't relate to the question and even though he reminded me of Lily at first, I was mistaken. He definitely had his father's horrid, nasty streak. I finally began my walk to the staff room. That break in was obviously relating to the Philosopher's Stone, at least Hagrid got there in time.
