 PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Ronan was exploring. Which meant, for him, that he had a funny hat on - it was really cold up here, way colder than in Cornwall, so really it served two purposes - and his notebook from home. It was a special notebook that was supposed to be only for Hogwarts related things, like funny stories and interesting things he happened upon, some phrases he overheard said by anyone (especially the paintings), and more things like that.
So far, all he had in it was a Hufflepuff sticker and some illegible things he'd jotted down half asleep last night. Today it was his mission to add some more stuff. Portraits seemed like the easiest way to get, uh, stuff. So. Ronan watched the portraits, meandering around the castle without a thought as to where he is going, and consequently did not notice someone else there until it was too late and he walked backwards into their middle.
UH. "Oops! Sorry mister!" Oh, it was a student. ".. Sorry!"
__________________ yeah I like tеlling stories________________________
but I don't have to write them in ink_____
_____________I could still change the end |