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There weren't many things that could make Blaise Bellaire leave the warm, comforts of the Gryffindor Tower to visit his Head of House on the exact opposite end of the school. That was possibly the first sign of just how serious this was and how scarred the young man might truly have been.
Images he would never unsee and quite frankly would never like to see again, that was how he would explain the day before and he wouldn't be having it because...because....just WHY??? Why was it even a thing??? Of everything that could happen, why THAT???
Clara might not have thought it was entirely horrible but this was gonna have to be a solid no for him.
Blaise gave three firm knocks at the door then stood waiting right there. No taking a seat and reading while he waited, standing with his quill by his shoulder worked just fine.
This needed to be sorted, for the sake of his own sanity.
__________________ 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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