 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Morgan, still clad in his pajamas, stumbled into dark and dingy room as he was shoved inside. Where was this place? He was sure he'd never seen it before and he wasn't exactly sure where in the castle they even were. He also wasn't sure why he was on Rosier's stupid list and why he was getting locked up. Hadn't he helped the dragons escape like he was told?? He hadn't even tried to escape or get one of the adults at the reserve to help them... and now it all seemed pointless anyway. At least he was in the company of friends, even if he didn't wish this fate on them.
He dropped his wand in Rosier's hand, then went to sit over by Phoebe, who seemed to be tending to Williamson, as well as a bunch of other people who all seemed concerned about their creatures teacher like he was. It had been awful to see his friends tortured over the course of the term that way and still awful to see an grown adult professor succumb the way he had, though part of Morgan wondered if he was becoming desensitized to it all. "Is he okay, d'you think?" he asked Phoebe as eyes traveled from the man lying on the floor to look hopefully in her face. Not like okay, but... alive?
__________________ 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 |