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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf It was a bittersweet evening for the astronomer, and he reflected upon this fact as he made his way towards the staff dais earlier that evening. Far more sweet than bitter, of course, considering the current decor of the Great Hall. The bitter taste in his mouth came from the grave realization that his stubborn and methodical ways had resulted in a serious wardrobe malfunction. Namely that due to the freezing temperatures outside and lack of a reliable floo, he had run out of clean suits. Not to mention that his muggle dry cleaners were probably under the impression that he was dead. Soon though. He would put their minds and hearts to rest soon.
As soon as the Headmistress told him he could leave the castle that is.
So, that was why the Astronomy professor was currently sitting in the only clean suit he had left - since he had not been able to use it this term to collect materials for his experimentation at the bottom of the lake. Which was tragic in itself.
Still, he wore an obnoxiously wide grin as he rocked back and forth in his seat - legs sticking straight out instead of Indian style because it was a little too tight in his suit to do that this time - and hum a classic oldie to himself and anyone close by who cared to listen. Which was really only Javy who he kept bumping with his shoulder as he gleefully rocked back and forth. "Weeeeeeeeeee are the champions...my friiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiends..."
__________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes |
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