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THE POTIONEER | 2.4 "YOU WOULDN'T BE AGAINST HAVING FEELINGS FOR A GIRL?" Hogwarts Castle, Scotland | 1994
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"WE HAVE MOODY FIRST THING," LIZZIE said, looking down at her timetable at breakfast. Yet again, Hermione had to re-do her tie as she ate her toast, Ron and Harry each competing to see who could make the tallest pile of sausages. “That’s going to be a scary experience. What do we call him, anyway? Is it Professor Mad-Eye, or Professor Moody?”
“I don’t think he’ll care,” Hermione told her, patting down her tie as she finished re-doing it. “Why do you think it’s going to be a scary experience?”
“Mad-Eye Moody lives up to his name,” Ron explained, his tongue poking out the corner of his mouth as he placed another sausage on top of his tower. “He’s, like, totally bonkers. Dad says he accuses random people of being Death Eaters just because they accidentally took his sandwich at work.”
“Are you sure your dad wasn’t talking from experience?” Lizzie chuckled, eating more of her toast while Hermione changed her sights onto sorting out her hair.
“He did look a bit frazzled, to be honest,” Ron said, thinking about it.
“Well, personally, I think it’ll be nice to have some first-hand experience,” Hermione reasoned, the girl beside her stretching. Lizzie was yawning and her shirt lifted up slightly, revealing her stomach, or what would have been her stomach if not for the bandages that were still wrapped around her torso. Hermione nearly blushed, but stopped herself upon seeing the bandages instead. “How’s your ribs?”
