On my way to potions class I tripped over Knitsy our house elf and slid one way while my books and quills went the other. She felt horrible thinking that it was her fault but I assured her that it was mine. I should have been watching where I was going but Snape was on my mind. I'm horrible at potions and that man never lets me forget it. I'd already spent one detention with him and seeing as how I'm running late right now I'm positive that I'll be spending another evening with him instead of practicing with my Quidditch team. Quickly picking up my things I raced off in a mad dash once again. With barely a minute to spare I landed gratefully in my seat. Snape glared at me but I didn't get detention. Yah!