 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Henry was up at six a.m. every morning for his daily run. Okay, there were a few weekends over summer that he slept in a little later, but now that school was back in session he had to get back into routine. It was important to him that he stay in great shape for Quidditch, even if he could only technically play over summer. He was an athletic boy though.
He was just on his way down the stairs from the boys dorm when he heard something of a crash and a loud wailing. Peeking around the corner as he walked into the common room, he noticed his Head of House sitting on the floor with his mouth covered. "Professor Paul? Are you okay?" What was going on here? And something smelled delicious...
__________________ 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 |