Reading over it and ensuring he was satisfied he sent Hedwig off again before he and Hermione took their place at the front of their friends and walked to their Potions lesson, which after having to submit themselves to McGonagall's classes, turned out to be the best thing that had happened to the Slytherins so far. Potions took place down in one of the dungeons. It was colder here than up in the main castle and reminded them of their dorms but with pickled animals floating in glass jars all around the walls. Snape, like Flitwick, started the class by taking the roll call, and like Flitwick, he paused at Harry's name."Ah, Yes," he said softly, "Henry Potter. Our...new....celebrity."Harry and his friends sniggered behind their hands, while the girls just watched on with amusement clear in their eyes. Snape finished calling the names and looked up at the class. His eyes were black and were cold and empty and made you think of dark tunnels, except when they landed on his nephews and niece; Harry, Draco and Hermione."You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion-making" he began. He spoke in barely more than a whisper, but they caught every word, Snape had the gift of keeping a class silent without effort.