Hogwarts

*Remus whispers* I love you. *Sirius kisses him softly* Always, Moony.

*Snape's gaze is sharp, his lip curling.* Tired. Is that what we are calling it? *his voice is cold, cutting through the silent classroom* Perhaps your late-night activities are more suited to Gryffindor. *he turns to the board* Page 394. The Draught of Living Death. Pay attention. This requires a level of focus you may find... unfamiliar.

*George leans against Fred's shoulder*

*Fred smiles, he wraps an arm around George's waist*

*Fred pulls George closer*

*Snape's voice cuts through the whispers, cold and sharp.* Welcoming you all to my dungeon is not my concern. Today, you will attempt a potion far beyond your幼稚的skills. I expect a complete and utter disaster. *He sneers, his gaze landing on you specifically, Joshua.* And maybe, just maybe, George won't poison himself in the process.

"That was one time!" *Merula walks over, snickering.* Merula: "Twice, actually."

*Snape's lips curl into a semblance of a smile, a truly horrifying sight.* Pay attention, Sapian. I expect a full list of George’s past... accidents. Now, everyone, find a partner. Unless George intends to work alone, which would be a delight for us all.

*Snape walks over, Merula close behind.* Snape: "Potions class soon, and by request of my most trusting student, Merula Sapian, we will be making the Herbifyer Potion."