100. Homework
Sixth year
“Alright, time’s up. For your homework, I want you to…”
Cosgrach wrote down the homework carefully. He had written down
everything carefully during the whole lesson. It was much harder than he’d have thought, but it felt nice. This way, he didn’t have to think about the bailiffs or his ‘friends’; he was doing
his own job
himself. He cleaned his potions set and walked out.
“Hey Cossy, would you do our homework too for a little bit of money?” They
all laughed.
Quickening his pace, he took the shortcut to the seventh floor as tears ran down his cheeks.