This was kind of miserable, company aside (with that she was thrilled) but honestly Sloane hated Potions with a passion. Only Cam could get her to want to try and do better— and it wasn't even for her! Certainly she would benefit from it, but really did she need anything more than an A? That was the goal, but Cam needed an O to continue on next year and that felt like a stretch.

Still, she would do her best to help him practice, even if it meant setting up a cauldron in the Potions classroom and trying to help him figure this out. "I wasn't there four years ago, can't blame me." She teased. His first year must have been dreadfully boring without the entire gaggle of girls that had come in the year after. Whatever had he and Ned done with themselves?

Paying attention to how he'd ben stirring, Sloane took over. "I think you lack confidence. It'll get better with practice. We've never bothered so of course it's not easy. Once it becomes second nature it won't be so bad. Just like practicing a quidditch skill." Some of if was muscle memory after all. Not unlike charms or wand movements, they would get better slowly but surely. The real question was, would it be enough by his exams?