"Mr. Potter, I asked you to make Draught of Living Death, not to mix random ingredients into a cauldron to create this bubbling mess." Snape sneered while peering over Harry's potion which in Hermione's opinion, wasn't that bad and would be much better if Snape would stop hurling comments to Harry and making him feel agitated.
A few Slytherins laughed and Snape, wearing a satisfied smirk said, "Another 'Dreadful' for that potion then Potter."
Hermione, who was this close to stuffing Snape's head in her cauldron finally snapped and said, "Well it would've been much better if you'd had stopped badgering him all the time and let him be!"
The room suddenly became unusually quiet and disbelieving eyes stared at me. Snape turned his beady eyes towards me and pursed his lips in a thin line. "Detention Miss Granger. And ten points from Gryffindor."
Harry turned towards me and mouthed a heartfelt "thank you".
I flushed beet red and returned to making my potion.
What can I say? I'd do anything for Harry.
