"Mr Potter, Mr Black..." Professor McGonagall speaks sternly.

"Oh for Merlin's sake." I mumble to Lily.

Lily is sat behind me and James next to Sirius in Defence Against the Dark Arts. Professor Dumbledore has been called to the Ministry of Magic for business so Professor McGonagall is teaching us today's lesson. Following my previous statement both James and Sirius are fast asleep. Snoring away. In the middle of a lesson. Twats. James who's fell asleep leaning on his arm is snoring the loudest. So, I pull his arm which means James' head falls in freefall and nearly bangs on the desk but this almost accident jerks James awake. The whole class laughs at my action including Professor McGonagall who tries to stifle it. Lily then nudges Sirius awake who slept through it. He will be disappointed knowing he missed that spectacle.

"What was that for?" James snaps.

"You fell asleep you prat." I snap back.

"Thank you Miss Snape." Professor McGonagall nods.

"Black did too." I add.

Sirius scoffs which causes Lily to tell him I'm right. Sirius huffs dramatically as James rubs his forehead. Muttering something about a willow?

"Now if its all the same, here are your exam results back that Professor Dumbledore marked over the weekend. When he's back he will discuss your grade with you in depth." Professor McGonagall explains.

She goes about handing the paper for Defence Against the Dark Arts. I understand it but I'm terrible at exams. I'm more of a practical kind of girl or even coursework. Plus, Defence Against the Dark Arts isn't my strongest subject; potions is.

"Outstanding! What about you Evans?" Sirius shouts.

"Exceeds Expectations." Lily smiles proudly.

Sirius kicks mine and James' chair. James smirks turning a half circle to chat and I do the same but with a sigh.

"What about you two?" Sirius gleams.

"Outstanding of course." James nudges me.

"You don't even study... How do you get top grades without even trying?" I whine.

"Come on, Snape. Can't be that bad." James smirks that cocky bastard smirk.

"I don't want to say." I mutter.

"Tell us come on Snape." Sirius then grins, "You aren't going to boast your grade to us like you do in potions?"

"I got a Dreadful, Black, so shut the hell up." I spit.

Following that I just put my head in the inside of my elbow. Groaning I don't dare peak through my shut eyes.

"You'll do better next time." Lily says self-assured.

"Hey Snape, if you need any-"

"-How about no?" I interrupt bringing my face to look at the flirt.

Sirius opens his fat gob to speak but he shuts up when he sees James shakes his head at him. For the remainder of the lesson I just inwardly sulk at my inability to get a passing grade.