 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Were they having Potions class today? Morgan couldn't remember his schedule anymore - he didn't even try at this point - and just kept with his usual following other students to see which class he ended up in. As far as he knew, he was right at least half the time.
And today he followed Brian and Antonia through the dungeons and into the Potions classroom, where there was only Brian and Antonia. Professor Potions was here too - what were names anymore? Morgan couldn't remember anyone's but those closest to him, so he simply assigned their subject after their title to keep the professors straight in his head. So yeah, maybe they were having class.
"Hi, Professor," he greeted less enthusiastically than usual as he took a seat. "Oh! Are we making a potion today?" Morgan perked up a little as his eyes landed on the lit burner and jars of ingredients. Who'd have thought he'd see the day when he'd be excited about brewing potions? But anything was better than theory at this point.
__________________ 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 |