"DETENTION" was all I heard when I finally got to potions class. I rolled my eyes as I sat down next to Potter. Great just what I needed on my fucking birthday. I thought to myself. Snape always managed to make my life and potions class a living hell. Whether it was giving me a failing grade just for laughs, telling me that my potion he assigned us as a class was incorrect over 10 times, and would tell me to do it over again. Every. Single. Fucking. Time. Or even giving me detention for no god damned reason ON MY BIRTHDAY. I groaned inwardly.
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