For Felix! ΒΌ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
This was getting extremely ridiculous.
When they said it was a knut for each entrance to the common rooms, Forrest deemed it wasn't too much. When he learnt it was ten knuts for each meal, Forrest deemed that was acceptable too, always believing that there would be some sort of muggle ATM to draw money, but there was NONE and he'd run out of knuts when it wasn't even a week into the term. He knew he had no power whatsoever to protest like older students did, but it'd started to get on his nerves too. Precisely to have knuts to enter the common room, he'd skipped lunch today and had eaten the stale sandwich he prepared at breakfast, but he was STARVING now and he refused to pay a sickle for a tasteless dinner.
Sitting right next to the turnstiles, he started SULKING as if the turnstiles would have some mercy, and waited for someone to appear.
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