 Ariana! for Zoryn Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
What a Horrible situation.
Stupid, dumb, cold winter winds. Took his Homework and blew them off in the direction. Simon attempted to give chase to the papers flying with the breeze as best he could. Bundled up in his finest Winter Robe. his Hufflepuff scarf covering him from his nose down to his neck. trudging through the snow trying to find pre-made stamps in the snow where he could so not to get snow down into his socks and nicely polished shoes. Which of course was a failure. Poor Clothes he would have to see that the Elves would do his Laundry once more when he came indoors and got his homework back, if he could get it back.
He stopped instantly when he realized where the winds had taken him. The Whomping Willow. and such a shame. The Tree had claimed his homework. He parted his scarf where his lips were and used his inhaler briefly to regain his breath.
Ah well. Guess he just didn't do his homework then. Simon wasn't going to trouble himself with redoing all the hard work all over again. |