 Nettie // Lissy you wanna fite? | 💚 nickleback 💚 | Uh, anyway.
Maxie didn't know how long he'd been stuck out here but it felt like years. The Hufflepuff was sitting on the floor- a crumpled, frustrated mess- waiting impatiently for someone whether they be Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw to come along and let. him. in.
Now, truth be told, Maxie had not even attempted the riddle the bronze knocker had put forward, and truth be told, he had no intention of ever doing so. He didn't need a door telling him he was stupid- for Maxie was certain, without a doubt, he'd never manage any riddle put to him. Running a hand through his winter-darkened hair, the young boy let out a singular, sad sigh.
It was bad enough- humiliating enough- to have been driven from his Common Room, his things, his comfort- to add a challenge to it in the form of a logic puzzle was an insult to injury. Salt in his already painful wound. Did his things miss him? His chest with all it's wonderful, excellent contents... His bed, his posters... Maxie scrunched up his face hard, hoping to force the miserable thoughts from his mind but they remained, as stubborn as the boy they belonged to.
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