 lives in a hobbit hole || Ern and Touz's Nuzzle || roflysst || looking at a seed packet
West had eventually said goodbye to his broom and the healer and looked for a manly portkey to take him to the platform. He'd settled on a button, which he clasped tightly and then he landed with a....
... a ting. A gentle ting.
He didn't LIKE portkeys but it wasn't like it was hard to use one. Looking around, West totally judged all the bad landings. What, didn't people know how to portkey with swag anymore?
Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeere were his friends?
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