Hermione ran through the door and nearly crashed into the tables infront of her. No, she wasn't not late. Hermione was never late. In fact, she was early…again.

'O phew! Snape isn't here yet!' Breathed Hermione.

'Of course he isn't here yet! We're 15 minutes early!' complained Harry while Hermione dragged a sleepy Harry and Ron into the classroom.

'It's better to be early, Harry. Or do you want to get another 10 points off Gryffindor again for EACH of us again?'

'Pfft, s'if you can escape that Hermione! He gives it to us even if we do the teeniest thing wrong!'

'Well at least you won't get as much if you do a few things right for once,' said Hermione defensively.

'I know you care for me, the almighty Harry Potter, Hermione, but don't waste your strength waking us up and getting us to have breakfast earlier. Snape picks on us even if we do something right,' said Harry.

'I agree, two against one, majority rules,' yawned Ron sleepily.

'Fine then, don't thank me, see if I care, I don't have any feelings,' answered Hermione.

The three plonked their butts onto the wooden chairs in the middle row while Harry and Ron closed their eyes and went back to their slumber.

Hermione shook her. Men, they never seem to appreciate what women do for them.

Hermione, Ron and Harry are in their sixth year. Last year they had their OWLs, and they got their results back a few months ago.

Hermione- she got high marks for EVERY subject. Infact, she got the highest mark in a few subjects in the whole OWL examination. She was still the prefect of house Gryffindor.

Harry? Well, you knew what happened last year. He performed the Patronus in his Defense against the Dark Arts exam. The examiners who witnessed his performance admired him. Not surprisingly, he got the highest mark in the DATA examination.

Ron…well….lets just say he did alright in MOST subjects- don't need to go into detail, that would only embarrass him. But he was still the prefect of Gryffindor, with Hermione.

Anyway, this year they get to choose their own subjects to do. Potions was one of their choices to choose from. None of them were going to choose it, but unfortunately, they had to; something to do with the order (Order of Phoenix). They were to report anything they figured out that can help the Order to Snape.

In order to do so and cause no suspicion, they were to choose Potions and remain after class if they figured anything and report to the Potions Master. Of course, in their fifth year, Snape clearly said… no… he yelled that he would only accept students with high marks in Potions to enter his classes in the sixth year. Quite surprisingly, Harry and Ron earned good marks for Potions! (a/n: Opens mouth and slaps face Whoa!) And of course, Hermione had no problem skimming through Snape's rule. A few people chose Potions as their electives; Draco Malfoy for one, Crabbe and Goyle didn't get in- they were too dumb, Pansy Parkinson chose it too, and some other students from Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

Back to the story-

As Hermione was thinking about all the things they learned about Potions in the last few months, a group of Slytherins walked in, sneering as they saw the three sitting in their seats. In the middle of the group stood a tall young man with short white blonde hair and deep grey eyes. Handsome? Maaaaaybe.

'Well well well, if it isn't the Gryffindor cows, coming early to class for once,' snorted Draco Malfoy, 'I'm sure you love Snape, Mudblood, I mean, after all he IS very nice to you, but you don't need to turn your friends into dorks as well, but then I guess you can't since Potter and Weasley are so dumb that even magic can't increase their knowledge.'

His friends around him sniggered at the three. Harry was still sleeping, undisturbed by the sudden appearance of his enemy. However, Ron's eyes snapped open as soon as he heard Malfoy's voice.

'Is that the best you can do, Malfoy?' replied Hermione in a bored voice and yawned. Draco glared at Hermione- no one treated a Malfoy that way. But then he wasn't expecting her to grovel at his feet and admit that she was a big fat cow. Nevertheless, she would learn.

Ron stared at Draco and cracked his knuckles as if ready for a fight.

'Of course not Mudblood, I've gone some more insults up here,' Draco tapped his forehead, 'you're not the only one with the brains, Granger, I just didn't want to say more complicated insults infront of Weasley here, or he won't understand it and won't get insulted. That won't do any good now will it?' Draco said coolly.

His comebacks are getting worse everyday. Thought Hermione inwardly.

Ron's stare turned colder and he started to crack his neck. The Slytherin group sniggered at him. 'Awwww will you look at that?' said Pansy in a sweet voice, 'our little Weasley growing up! He wants to fight! Isn't that exciting?' but then she changed her tone and said frostily,

'if you hurt a hair on any of us, Weasley, you will regret it.'

A muscle on Ron's face twitched. His flaming red hair seemed to burst into flames as he tried to sheath his anger. He didn't succeed. He gave a deafening war cry and lunged at Pancy. Hermione grabbed Ron's arms and tried to hold him back before Pansy got killed.

'WHAT IS THIS?!'

All motions stopped as Snape stormed into the classroom. He glared at the Gryffindors.

'POTTER! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? SLEEPING IN MY CLASS? HOW DARE YOU! 10 POINTS OFF GRYFFINDOR!

WEASLEY? ARE YOU DOING WHAT I THINK YOU ARE DOING? PICKING A FIGHT WITH THE SLYTHERINS IN MY CLASSROOM? ANOTHER 10 POINTS OFF GRYFFINDOR!

GRANGER! ARE YOU TRYING TO CHOKE WEASLEY BY HOLDING HIM SO TIGHT? YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER! KILLING A MEMBER OF YOUR OWN HOUSE IS DISHONORABLE! 10 POINTS OFF GRYFFINDOR!' yelled Snape across the classroom as Harry jumped back into reality.

'Wha?' replied Harry drowsily and met nothing but Snape's chilly gaze.

'Not paying attention to what the teacher is saying, another 10 points off Gryffindor. As for the Slytherins, 20 points awarded because you didn't make a move when these disgraceful Gryffindors tried to attack you, but instead you waited calmly for me to stop the fight,' said Snape. A slight smirk emerged on his face.

The Slytherins grinned and walked to their seats at the back row.

Harry Ron and Hermione looked shocked at what just happened. They kept their thoughts to themselves. The rest of the class arrived when Snape was busy yelling at the three. They walked to their seats silently, trying not to attract Snape's attention. But they were unsuccessful, 'Come on! Chop chop! Hurry up! We don't have all day! GET YOUR ARSES SEATED, I SAID!' snapped Snape as the rest of the class rushed to their seats.

'So much for coming earlier and trying to do something right for once. He picked on us again,' muttered Hermione to Harry and Ron in the middle of the lesson as they stirred the substance in their cauldrons slowly.

 'Told you so. But noooo, smart Hermione didn't listen. I thought you would've realized that he will do this to us after five years of Potions!' said Harry. Ron was stirring his potion grumpily.

'Gee I'm sorry Mr Know-It-All,' retorted Hermione.

The first Potions class of the day didn't go well with Snape. He was very pissed off during the lesson for no apparent reason. More pissed than usual, might I add.

Hermione, Harry and Ron decided that he had his period and he was PMSing; even though that was impossible, but then you never know. They thought that after Potions their day will be nice and calm, but what they didn't know, was that there is a surprise awaiting them at lunch.

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