 50 Inches of Parchment Professor Pink | Mrs. Bruce Wayne | I'm on a Goat | Glitterpuff | Dumbledore's Defense Squad | BHB
After cleaning up the Duelling Arena, Bernadette had locked herself in her dorm aka, thrown herself on her bed and cried and then had stayed up all night writing her essay for the Headmaster. She hadn't felt sorry about following Godric Gryffindor's orders, but she had felt t e r r i b l e for disappointing and upsetting her beloved Headmaster. So it was kind of a lose-lose.
Plus, since Gryffindor had never come back to the duelling arena, she figured there was no harm in apologizing to Trent about the whole mess.
The second year had drifted off to sleep eventually and then washed her face, edited her 50 inch essay for any final mistakes, and was now here outside the Headmaster's office to turn it in. Um, but how did she get it to him???
She eyed the stone gargoyles, already hating this task because gargoyles. Ugh. "Excuse me, Mister Gargoyles?" Bernie addressed the bits of stone, parchment clutched in both her hands. "Can I turn in my essay to the Headmaster, please?" Or could they turn it in for her? She didn't mind leaving it here, except that maybe Trent wouldn't think she was serious about it.
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