A path is not simply for walking, its purpose lies in moving forward and improving oneself.
HIS hat was still with this Professor and Kevin did not like it. He knew that he should have asked it back after class ended but so many things happened that he had completely forgotten. He was only reminded of it when he looked in the mirror and saw that his grey hair had gotten even more out of control. Not only that, he was also starting to get wrinkles around his eyes. Not laughing wrinkles ..but ..real..old man...wrinkles. And it scared him to no end. He was only eleven!
He couldn't do much to hide the wrinkles but he COULD hide his greying hair. If only he had his hat back. As he reached the door, the Gryffindor tried to open it and step inside. Not thinking about knocking but the door didn't move. Ugh, stupid locks. He sighed heavily as he ran a hand through his not-so-black-anymore-hair and brought his fist up and SLAMMED knocked on the door three times. "YO Prof, open up!"
He then stubbornly continued to SLAM knock on the door until the man opened up.
__________________ |