 PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
If Ronan had learned anything from his siblings before coming to Hogwarts, it was to always listen when someone warned of death. It could actually mean real death and since he really liked staying alive, the twelve year old had followed Bel up from the grounds without question.
Obviously, he wasn't too scared. No point, right? It would be okay. Noel had said it always worked out alright. Plus Bel would protect him right? Her and Mr. Derf, he trusted them both more than anyone else in this school. Maybe some of the Professors, but not many.
"Um, Beeeeel," the paler-than-usual Ronan looked up at his captain, "what do you think he meant when he said inside something pink and furry?" Headmaster Malachi, that is. Ronan Wallace had read a lot of books, and dying via something pink and furry sounded kinda.. well.. weird.
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