Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Ethan headed up the stairs towards the fifth floor. Making the turn down the corridor, the Prefect ignored the dusty old portraits as they conversed with each other and tried to engage him as well. He had more important things on his mind, which is why he made the trip to this particular floor. Ella had told him that Botros was a good person to talk to about certain things.. and he trusted her judgement. Hopefully he was in his office..
He turned once more in the direction of the professor's office and he slowed his pace. Huh. He had never been in this very specific part of the castle.. it was a kind of nice waiting area. He gave the area a cursory glance, then approached the door. Lifting his closed fist, Ethan gave the door a couple swift raps then turned to take a seat on the double couch. He wasn't completely sure if Ella was going to meet him here, but he hoped. She would back up his theory, he thought.. then hopefully the elderly man wouldn't just think he had completely lost his mind. Glancing down at the table, he picked up a random magazine and started flipping through it as he waited for an answer to his knock.
__________________ 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 |