 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
That didn't last long. It was moments like this that Curtis always had a deep respect for his fathers. They knew how to handle stuff like this. He felt like he was on his way to being like that and not needing them. Though, obviously that didn't pan out well for him.
Curtis raised his brows over the old man's overreaction. Talk about senile. And why was he offended by poop? Didn't he teach the wizards how to clean up their own poop from the lack of plumping? Or was that just the ramblings of a out-of-touch author? "Byeeeee!" Curtis waved bye-bye to the founder. This wasn't a good look for Slytherin, to be honest. He probably needed a nap.
"Heeeeeey." Curtis fake whined at his soup being taken. He didn't make a move to snatch it back though. He just watched for a moment, as if looking for the words to say other than, "Dad.." He didn't think it necessary to refer to him as dad around other students. He didn't have any regrets with some of his actions, but that first night though. Thinking about it made Curtis get up from his chair and wrap his arms around his dad.
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