 Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
Blaise Bellaire was a LIAR.
"I didn't steal ANYTHING," Davie defended himself, wiggling away from Blaise as the professor had asked. He sniffled again and wiped his nose on his sleeve, awkwardly standing up and clutching his broken glasses in his palms.
Yeah, Professor Flamsteed had the gist of it, mostly, minus a few key details, and why was he looking at Davie so weirdly?? Or rather, NOT looking at him? Maybe Davie was going to get out of trouble, and Blaise was going to get all the blame, because he was such a big fat bully?!
"I didn't, sir," Davie partially raised his hand to correct the man's description of events, "I didn't steal anything. I found the quill in question and I kept it because it was a perfectly good quill!" Why would he throw that away? Blaise was waaaaaaaaay too upset about that thing.... that thing that may or may not be squashed and half-under his foot right now.
Not that he could see, ahem, because his GLASSES were BROKEN.
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