Hermione gets out her textbook, flicking through to the instructions on Veritaserum. A tricky potion, but not too far outside of her comfort zone. She won’t let them distract her, or throw her off. Hermione isn’t the type of person who lets her schoolwork suffer because of boys, of all the things. Even a Basilisk lurking in the pipes hadn’t managed it, so she sure as shit isn’t going to let three more snakes do it either.