 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Henry wasn't sure why Derf was trying to balance a book on his head as he headed for the Muggle Studies classroom, but he did know that it was making him slower that usual. Or at least it seemed like it as he was walking behind him. But the sixteen year old was fairly patient about it and said nothing, simply giving him a smile for his quirkiness as he followed in behind him.
"Good morning, Professor," he nodded in greeting as he passed her, then glanced up at the board on his way to find a seat. Oh! He recognized some of those names! Board games... would they be playing some today? Monopoly was a favorite when he'd visit his cousins.
__________________ 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 |