 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Henry generally like Transfiguration as it was one of those classes that was mostly practical. He did like using magic and learning new spells, and he wasn't half bad with spells that were at his grade level at least. So hopefully it wasn't a theory-only lesson today.
As he entered the classroom, the fifteen year old first noted the professor, then the brownies, and then the notes on the board. "Good morning, Professor," he grinned as he helped himself to a brownie. "Thanks for the snack!"
Sit in an area he wouldn't normally sit? That was a tough one. If the seat wasn't already assigned to him, Henry often chose different seats depending on where he felt like sitting. Sometimes he sat by the window, sometimes front and center, and almost always by one of his friends. He turned to take a look at the set up. Closest to the door - he didn't usually choose that seat, and that was today's choice.
__________________ 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 |