Potions Class

I was a few minutes late to my first class. Which was always a pleasure with Professor Snape.

"First day, already disrespecting your professors by being late Halfhwit." said Snape.

The potions master never pronounced the second H in my last name. I stood up.

"It's Half Hwit professor," I said, "the H is not silent."

"Hmm," answer Snape. I heard the snickering of my classmates.

Padma grabbing on my pant leg to get me to sit down.

"Now today I will be going over what to expect in this upcoming year," said Snape.

Another year where my fellow Ravenclaws and I had to be in class with the Hufflepuffs.

A fate worse than ****.

"What is that in your hand Idius," asked Padma.

I had help onto these glasses that nearly killed me.

"Oh just my reading glasses," I said.

Silence followed.

"But you don't wear glasses Idius," said Padma.

But I could, and these didn't look too bad. They were just so damn heavy.