“Snape won’t be happy,” Draco said. “Snape? Who’s Snape, sir?” Will asked. “He’s the potions master and head of Slytherin. He was the man dressed all in black, at the teacher’s table earlier.” “Why won’t he be happy, sir?” Will asked, trying to stay calm when in reality he was terrified. The last thing he wanted was find himself in trouble - he’d been here less than a day and there was already a chance he was going to be sent back. “He wants healthy, powerful snakes - if one of them doesn’t eat, that’s a sign that they’re unhealthy, weak - by no means does he want that for any of his house, whether he likes them or not,” Draco explained. “It was only once, though, sir.” “That doesn’t matter. He probably knows already that we’re out of-” Draco was cut…show more content… Of course, Snape also came back an hour later, as he promised, when he noticed that the two boys were still out of their dormitories, with not only a sleeping draught for the two boys, but also a nutrition potion for Will, whom he had decided was in need of it, as he hadn’t eaten at any point that evening, whereas Malfoy had at least had some salad. “He won't be needing the sleeping draught, then,” Snape said, sitting on the couch opposite, the only thing between them being a small mahogany coffee table, which had the Tales of the Beetle and the Bard sitting, open, on it. “He fell asleep halfway through,” Malfoy said, pointing his head towards the book. “Nevertheless, you still need it. We can’t have a fifth year Slytherin like yourself falling asleep on the first day of the year.
