 Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
Kitt spent the entire walk over to the divination tower looking down at his hands. It may have been all in his head, but the boy could swear he was just a little lighter than he'd been before--a terrifying thought when you considered that they were already so hard to see. He didn't wanna fully disappear. He wanted to go home to his parents and his siblings and solid people. He wanted to be solid again. There was no magic here, he may as well be home.
"Hello, Professor." Kitt offered, brows furrowed in concentration. He wasn't paying much attention when he fell into the seat at the table with Claudine. The Third Year was much too preoccupied with the current situation~
The Gryffindor spared barely a glance toward the flowers--or his table mates--before turning to the woman...the nearly invisible woman.
"Professor? Are we dying?" There was mild panic in his eyes and the sudden feeling that he wanted his mother.
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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