 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Henry did have good intentions today to work on his charms. Any class with spellwork was likely to be a favorite of his as he did like magic as was always eager to learn new spells. But as intentions were, sometimes his did not come to fruition especially when schoolwork was involved. And especially as he was known to be easily distracted.
The source of his distraction as he walked down the third floor corridor towards the charms practice room was the smell of food wafting towards him. That was strange. There wasn't usually food allowed in classrooms... Was this a new room? Henry slowed as he caught sight of the new addition and hung in the doorway a moment. What was this place?
__________________ 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 |