Marilyn smirked, staying tight-lipped while everyone else began practically shouting their answers. She figured she'd lay low today. Potions was something she loved and enjoyed participating in...but her heart just wasn't in it on this fine day.

As she listened to Professor Kazi's instruction, the Slytherin's excitement grew...somewhat. This was a complex potion and Marilyn thought it could be interesting to brew something more advanced. Carefully sliding on her gloves, she approached the Professor's storage. Finding the ingredients she needed was no problem as they were carefully labelled and organized.
Collecting the knotgrass, fluxweed sap, dragon scales and snare cuttings, she quickly made her way back towards her station.

After laying everything out, the blonde put on her goggles to begin inspecting her cauldron's temperature...just in case it accidently blew up in her face. The emphasis Kazi put on 3 degrees worried her somewhat and Marilyn struggled to remember a simple temperature checking spell. Groaning in agitation, Marilyn pointed her wand at the cauldron, muttering the familiar spell her mother had used on her as a small child when she'd been checked for fevers. After getting the appropriate reading, she sighed. Merlin, I need to get it together.

Preparing ingredients was the easy part. The fluxweed sap simply needed to be measured, and after doing so, she replaced it, moving on to the knotgrass. Grabbing her freshly sharpened knife, she began working on the mincing process. Her mind drifted away from the task while her hands acted on auto-pilot. Marilyn knew she'd need to partner-up for this one. Who would want to help her, though? She'd made nothing but enemies lately. Stupid Carter and his stupid...Ugh! Just thinking about him made her cut a little more viciously than was needed. Shaking her head to clear the thoughts, she stopped for a moment.

Get it together, Force.