I'm just one of those pretty little liars... | | I'm held down in this starless city...
Glad that she finally had her first Defence Against the Dark Arts class for the year, Nora walked happily to the classroom to find... not exactly what she was expecting.
What in the name of Merlin's sparkly hat has happened to the classroom?
With wide eyes about to pop out of her head, Nora made her way to the closest mat and made herself comfortable, but not before looking at the new professor. "Hello, professor." As soon as she got used to the weird and creepy atmosphere in the room, she noticed the piece of parchment, which only meant she had to write her name on it. Rummaging around her bag, she finally found her quill, which looked way out of place in that room, given the fact it was a pink flamingo feather, and she neatly wrote her name on it.
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