Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Too bright, Uncle Oakey. TOO. MUCH. COLOR. So much of the setup reminded him of their mum, and he was certain that Scarlett would have a field day today, just because of the look of the room; the bright lights, the dance floor, the drum kit. Noah quickly snapped his mouth shut as he entered the classroom(?), and deposited his bag near where he too stood a few paces away from the edge of the dance floor. "Hello Professor," Uncle. The Gryffindor gave the man a finger salute, wishing him, again, the best of luck today. Merlin knows he needed it.
Without the usual chairs, Noah sat on the floor and busied himself re-tying his white sneakers as they all waited for the others to arrive.
__________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." | The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale. |