 Snow Miser | Munchy | Molly Hooper | T | Hey, you | Phantom | Mrs. Chris Evans | Brat Pack | Tristalen
Kalen was late coming back from class, after all the kids had left, he had cleaned up and then headed to a certain Care of Magical Creatures Professor’s hut to say goodnight. He didn’t linger though, because he knew the other man would be able to tell he was worried. So he said goodnight and hurried back to the castle, about fifteen minutes after he had let his class out.
Kalen flexed his fingers as he neared the courtyard, wondering what was waiting for him when he got to the castle. His booted foot had barely stepped into the courtyard when he saw the Headmaster waiting for him.
That was fast.
He thought to himself and wondered if the letter had been pre sent and was only been handed to him now, because the headmaster had an excuse. And a flimsy one at that.
All signs of fight in Kalen’s stance died though as he saw Jessa and Derf standing there next to the headmaster.
Of all the cruel and cowardly things to do.. they shouldn’t be here, they shouldn’t have to see this.
Kalen’s green eyes swung first to Jessa and then to Derf. He was unsure if they would look at him, but if they did, they would see sympathy in his green eyes. He was so sorry they had to be here for this.
And he would make it as quick and painless for them.
He took a breath, squared his shoulders and walked straight up to Scrimgeour with his hand out.
“I believe you have something for me?” His voice was clear and steady as he waited to be fired. |