 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
His class materials sitting atop his desk, yet still unopened, Henry turned to Tenacius before class officially began. "Doing great, can't complain," he grinned. "How about you?" He wondered how the other boy was at the subject. Maybe he could glance at his notes. But before he could ask, he spotted another of his friends slipping into the seat on the other side of him. "Hi, Katerina," he smiled. "Of course I don't mind.. sit down." That would make enduring Astronomy even better, sitting with a couple of his friends.
So there was no party today, but it did make the Hufflepuff wonder what the decorations were for. It sure looked like there was gonna be a party. And then it was time for class to start. Henry focused his eyes on the ghost first and then to the framed picture. He had no clue who the studmuffin was or what parallax was... had it been something they had covered in class before? Must've slipped his mind.
Bluebell flames were a great idea, actually. He knew how to conjure them himself, but he did give Char a smile as she was offering them to some of the other students. That was really kind of her. He conjured some for his own desk, then set about taking some notes on what his classmates were saying. Sorry, professor... he didn't have anything to add just yet.
__________________ 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 |