 for Noah and Damion *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Well, this was just…just…wonderful! Daisy was so discombobulated she couldn’t even think of a more colorful word to describe her confusion and irritation. She stamped her foot as she looked around the corridor. It was dark and dank and smelly and all she wanted to do was get to the Great Hall for lunch before her next class. She wished she hadn’t stayed behind to look at the pickled potions ingredients on the shelf (specifically the pickled worm’s tongue) because now she lost the safety direction of her fellow classmates.
What was it her mother had once told her to do when lost? Stay in one place. She stood looking at a wall trying to figure out where to go. Sometimes you just needed a break to figure things out. Right?
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