 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Gunnar admittedly enjoyed camping as well as many other outdoor activities, but that didn't change the fact that this was class, and on a Saturday of all days! Weekends were supposed to be reserved for free time and doing what he wanted. Not for having to go to class, no matter how much fun it was meant to be. So this really better be fun.
He noted that the classroom was devoid of the usual furnishings as heis eyes landed on the ordered piles of camping supplies. That made enough sense to the thirteen year old. He mumbled a greeting to both professors as he headed inside and nodded to a few that he knew as he passed them before going over to stand near his Quidditch captain.
__________________ 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 |