 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
96. Socks Late.
Ethan wasn't sure why his alarm didn't go off this morning, but he couldn't dwell on that thought now - not when he had exactly eight minutes to get out of the castle and down to the greenhouses for Herbology class.
He had gotten dressed in record time - all except for socks. With the castle's elves missing, laundry had been left up to him and was not always completed in a timely manner. An under the bed search found several dirty socks but no time to Scourgify. A clean, yet mismatched pair from his dresser would have to do.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |