 Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
When given the choice between pink and white robes, it was only natural to assume that the Gryffindor would hurry to snag a white one before they were all gone. He didn't care to be dressed in pink and he didn't care for this prank or whoever had pulled it. This sort of thing never happened at home.
"Good day, Professor." Came his muttered greeting as the boy shrugged into his lab coat and took his seat in the middle of the room. He did spot his friends around the room and they got waves but most of his attention was on the fact that his cousin hadn't arrived yet. Hadn't he been just behind him?--and the smell, always the smell, since they'd first gotten here. It was subtle from where he sat but noticeable in comparison to the corridor he'd just stepped out of.
Were he feeling a little more up to it, the boy might have asked about the things on the man's table but as it stood, he simply kept his mouth shut and waited for something to happen. His quill waited in similar form, floating just above his shoulder poised and ready to begin.
__________________ 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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