 Permission to drag le cousin :3 Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
One minute he was sitting and the next he was being dragged to the wall then elbowed and all he could do was muffle what would have otherwise been an exaggerated shout. The man ASKED Bentley, clearly he wanted an answer--and no, he wasn't buying that love of teaching, no more than he was buying that respect for Prefects. The funny thing about respect was that it was a two way street and one didn't earn it by being rude to his family.
When he realized this was not a lesson but a further lecture on top of ALL the other lectures he'd gotten for the feast, the boy's mind was firmly made up.
There's the door, don't come back? That worked brilliantly for him because as the Professor had rightly guessed, he did not want to learn and he did not want to do it at the hands of someone like him. Had he planned to learn today he would have been sorely disappointed and so, with his most defiant look, the boy grabbed hold of Bentley's hand and began dragging him from the room.
There was the door. He was not coming back.
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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