Anna let out a breath she didn't realized she'd been holding in. So Cope really was good at Potions. Thank Merlin! "No, no. No need to try it out on yourself first. If you say you're REALLY good at Potions, then I trust you and believe you." Anna sighed and looked absentmindedly down the corridor. All too soon, she'd be Slytherin-haired. Her worst fear was not having the green and silver hair. Her worst fear was what her schoolmates would think. The Gryffindors would think she'd betrayed them, and the Slytherins would think she wanted to be just like them. No telling what the other houses would think. ...and the staff. Oh, Merlin, the staff. Eek. "Alright, so let's get this show on the road."