 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
"Good morning, Professor," Gunnar cheerfully greeted Eris as he stepped into the room. He rather liked the old guy as he sort of reminded him of his great-grandfather before he passed. But his smile quickly faded as he walked further into the room and his eyes caught sight of the instructions on the board.
Was he serious? Gunnar did not take Muggle Studies and so of course did not have to take care of a mechanical baby doll. But so many of his peers did, including dorm mates and fellow Slytherins in the common room. Between that and people asking him to babysit and being near surrounded by them in classes, he might as well have one too. He was kind of tired of it, to be honest, even with the silencing spells he found himself using often, and now he had to purposely partner with someone who had one? Ugh.
He didn't sit by anyone in particular just yet. Instead, he found himself an empty seat, figuring someone someone with a doll could join him if they liked. Otherwise... well, he supposed he'd do what it said on the board. Good thing he liked Transfiguration.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |