 ★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry
Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.
Timmy took her sweet time getting to Culloden's office. She was sure Brian had already gone off and taken her ballet shoes from her trunk. Or had asked a dorm mate to get them for him. Either way, as she approached Culloden's office, she noticed him already by the door, telling the younger year Gryffindor to head in. Timmy took one big step forward and stopped. "Professor."
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