 Pixie Melly Bean | aussiegirl | a Supernatural freak
What in the name of Merlin was he doing here? This was his fourth term at Hogwarts and he had never had a conversation with one of the Professor's about anything other than the subject they taught.
Michael shoved his hands into his pockets and rocked back and forth on his heels while he waited for Professor Flamsteed. He was glad that the man had agreed to meet here because he wouldn't have been able to have this conversation in the office.
He let out a long slow breath as he stared at the memorial plaques but not actually seeing them. He was starting to regret this already.
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