 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Why beds in the classroom? Henry wasn't completely sure and he didn't really think they'd be taking naps during the lesson. Did teachers even allow that? He remembered another boy getting into trouble at his primary school for falling asleep during a lesson so he didn't think that would be allowed here. And he didn't know enough about Divination to really venture a guess without feeling self-conscious, but hearing a couple people say dreams sounded like it made sense. The 11 year old seemed to remember something about dream interpretation and it sounded like a divination type of thing.
He didn't add to the answers because one, a lot of people said dreams already and two, he was growing increasingly distracted looking at the cloud covered floor. It was super cool and he had already been distracted enough walking on it as he entered the class, but he couldn't stop thinking about how it worked. It was only when he heard the voice coming from the button pinned on his dragon pajamas that he snapped out of his thoughts.
"What a GREAT answer!"
Hmm? Henry wasn't sure exactly what had been said being a little distracted, though it had come from the girl on the bed chair next to him. Oh right... he gave her a snap of his fingers. That's what they were supposed to do, right?
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |