Finally, fifteen minutes late, their DADA Professor walked in with a flourish. Gilderoy Lockhart stood in front of them with a smirk, one Harry recognized from hustlers and con-men on the streets. He practically reaked of some cologne that smelled a little to rancid for Harry's taste. The Gryffindor girls drooled over him while the Slytherins silently adored him. Weirdly enough Daphne and Hermione didn't care much for the man. Weird, Harry swore even Theodore was staring at the man in adoration.