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Severus dressed hurriedly. Lily kissed him good morning and giggled when he stole more kisses from her. "Have a great day sweetheart." She said and kissed him once more.
"Are you not working today?" Her husband asked her.
Lily shook her head. "I requested a few days. I report back on Monday."
Severus grabbed her once more. "Do not make plans for your weekend. We are not leaving these rooms."
Lily showered and ate some fruits a house elf brought. She put on James' cloak and roamed the dungeons until she found the potions classroom. She entered the room while some Slytherins made their way. Lily saw a bushy haired girl enter the room. She had her face on a book and looked antsy. Her Harry entered next. Ron was by his side. Her son laughed easily with his friend. Draco entered last. He looked rested but paused when he was to choose seats. Lily could tell the boy was conflicted. There was an empty seat next to a Slytherin girl and in front of Harry and Ron; next to the bushy haired girl.
Ron and Harry did not let him hesitate longer. "Draco, there is a seat here mate." Ron waved. Draco grinned and looked a bit relived. He sat next to the girl.
He greeted his friends amicably. "I've seen you before." He said to the girl.
"Hermione." She said and extended her hand. "You did. I was there when that seventh year boy asked you to go back to your table during lunch. He was rude."
Draco nodded. "yeah." The little girl seemed awkward. She was about to speak once more when Severus entered the classroom.
"It's really him." A few boys said in awe."There will be no foolish wand-waving or silly incantations in this class. As such, I don't expect many of you to appreciate the subtle science and exact art that is potion-making. However, for those select few who possess, the predisposition. I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death." Severus said clearly. Neville looked a bit scared. She noticed he sat with a Slytherin boy who seemed quiet. The other kids looked scared too. Harry, Ron and Draco looked confused. Lily smiled. Severus always had a flair for the dramatic.
Soon the children were working over their cauldrons. Harry and Ron worked quietly. Ron struggled a bit but tried to be quick on his feet.
Harry was capable but he seemed distracted. Her son should have her abilities and Severus' combined. He would be expected to outdo everyone in that classroom.
Draco and Hermione were highly capable. Draco chopped ingredients with incredible ease. He looked happy, in his element. Hermione seemed pretty smart. She raised her hand every time Severus asked a question. Her husband picked her once. He then moved on to Neville who was unprepared. Draco and Harry answered correctly. Ron seemed too focused on his cauldron. It was surprising that Severus did not award any point to any student. It was strange to see her husband and son interact in a manner so professional. They addressed each other very formally.
Lily was a bit worried but then saw Harry smiling at his father as he filed out the room. Severus gave him a half smile. Lily waited until all of the children left the room.
"I bet that was not as bad as you expected." Lily said as she removed the cloak.
Severus did not look scared. "It was not. You should not wear that dammed cloak."
Lily nodded, "I thought of giving it to Harry."
She expected Severus to argue with her. "Maybe you should." She was taken aback with his response.
"He would no doubt get into trouble with it." Lily countered.
"It could save him if need be." Severus said and looked determined. "Make it a Christmas gift." He said thoughtfully. "A final gift from Potter."
"That is a bit morbid Sev." She replied.
Severus rolled his eyes. "I have office hours with seventh years."
Lily nodded, "I heard something about Draco and a seventh year Gryffindor."
"Yes, I spoke to Draco about it yesterday night. It happened the first week at Hogwarts. Harry and Ron invited him over to dine with them at their table. Draco went and a bigger boy asked him to leave the table. Augustus and Percy happened to come from the library at that moment. Draco went back to the Slytherin table."
Lily was pained. "Harry never wrote anything about it."
Severus sighed. "I am assuming Draco did not want anyone to know. I don't think Remus or Cissy know either."
Lily kissed his hand, "Do you remember how hard it was to be friends?"
He kissed her forehead, "I remember. We were not as bold as to sit next to each other our first week. I have hope for them. I saw Draco sitting next to one Hermione Granger. Augustus and Percy have somehow found a way to have a healthy friendship. Those two are thick as thieves."
"Go along. Follow our son. Don't let him see you." Severus said and waved her off.
Lily followed Harry to Herbology, DADA and lunch. Lily thought the DADA professor was a joke. She would ask Severus what he thought of the man. She liked that Harry went out of his way to make sure Draco was near him and Ron during DADA and transfiguration. It made her feel better.
The redheaded witch went back to her quarters. She enjoyed some lunch and then read until Severus came from class. He looked irritated. "I just deducted fifty points from some sixth year Huffllepuffs and Gryffindors. They are useless. I cannot believe that Slughorn would let Exceeds Expectations into a highly individualized classes. They are all dunderheads." He growled and rested next to her. She listened to all his complaints patiently. Severus seemed disgusted by some of his students. "Dumbledore is mental if he thinks I am going to allow any subpar student into advanced potions. I cannot imagine my life next year with this batch of sixth years."
"Enough about me. How was your day?" He finally asked her.
Lily told him about her discoveries. "What do you think of the DADA professor?" She asked almost as soon as she was done telling him about the class she spied on.
"I do not care for him. Word is that he is incompetent. He supposedly has a healthy fear of vampires. He applied for the post after he studied vampires and other dangerous creatures in the continent." Severus said offhandedly.
Lily frowned, "There is something off about him."
Severus scoffed, "you have barely interacted with the man." Lily arched an eyebrow but kept quiet.
"There is something off about that man. I cannot explain it." Lily voiced with some worry.
Severus frowned, "were you near him?"
Lily tried to recall. "No, I think I was in either the twins' or Gus' DADA class."
Severus seemed relieved, "I don't want you near him. I don't trust him either." Her husband looked as if he wanted to explain more but then they heard footsteps. The children were about to enter the classroom.
Lily kissed him quickly and left the dungeons. She wandered for a while before finding Harry. The woman followed her son. He was headed for the greenhouse one. She had not noticed how many classes Gryffindors shared with Slytherins. This time Draco sat with a boy from his house. Harry shared a table with Ron, Neville and Hermione. They chatted with Neville easily. The boy seemed at ease and laughed with Harry when Ron told a joke. They then went to flying lessons. Lily watched as Harry, Ron and Draco flew around. Neville seemed terrified as was Hermione.
Lily did not follow her child any longer. She decided to catch up on some of Severus' notes for Remus' research project. It was frustrating that although they had reached progress last time it was not enough to keep Remus from transforming. There was no cure yet and they seemed far away from reaching one.
Severus kissed her awake. She must have fallen asleep while reading. "Did you learn anything else my little spy?" He asked while kissing her neck.
Lily yawned, "classes are quite boring after a while." She kissed him back.
Her husband told her about his classes and the dunderheads. Lily giggled while he told her about the stupid excuses teenagers gave. "I dread grading papers." He grumbled.