"Ciara Cooke, you are the most incompetent student I have ever had the misery of teaching." Snape glared at the girl who had (as a dare) smashed about half of the vials in the potions dungeon, "I will see you tonight for detention."

"Oh I can't professor- I have quidditch tryouts!" The girl grinned, biting her lip in mock disappointment.

The professor's eyes narrowed, "No detention. Instead I ban you from quidditch until your potions is at least an E standard."

"But professor you-"

"As long as you're failing my subject, I can do whatever I see fit." He glared, "Now be quiet and open your book to the correct page.

Ciara sat back down and slammed her book open, fuming.