 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
It had been a little while since Ansley had last been to Hogwarts before his appointment as History of Magic professor, and that was when he was a student. He had done quite a bit of exploring in his day, having found some of the nooks and crannies the castle had to offer to be rather fascinating. There was one particular secret passageway that he remembered and he was fairly sure it had been on the sixth floor.
Ansley had some free time on this particular day and he thought that this was as good a time as any to take a walk around the castle. He headed up to the sixth floor, wondering if that secret passage was still around. Of course, he couldn't quite remember exactly where it was, so he walked along the corridor, wondering if anything would jump out at him to jog his memory.
What was this door? Ansley stood in front of the rickety old door for a moment, trying to determine if it looked familiar. Strange and unusual, but he couldn't place it. And so he pushed it open to see what was behind it, soon coming face to face with young Rachel Watson and Madame Black.
Oh, oops, was this the ladies room? Really, here should be better signage. "Uh.. pardon me," he said, starting to back away, slightly embarrassed to have walked in on them. Though the place looked awfully dilapidated. "I'm.. not sure anything works in here.." Did they know? Another bathroom might be more suitable.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
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