 Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
Emmerson made no attempt to answer the second question, in fact she sat with her eyes stubbornly trained down on the parchment she was writing on, refusing to look up or say anything else that could be considered "tactless". When she ran out of names to write "probably" next to, the Third Year simply began doodling along the parchment.
Emmerson didn't nod or otherwise acknowledge Recard's further reprimand, nor did she look across at Kizzy or anyone else. She simply doodled little figures dancing across the page, expertly avoiding the word clutter that took over their stage.
There was a ton she could say about the Gaunt Family like how they came from Slytherin himself somewhere further up the line, how the dark lord was tied up somewhere in there, too. How they were really wealthy. Emm knew enough about this sort of thing that she could meaningfully contribute to the rest of the lesson, but if her classmates were going to throw a fit every time she spoke, she was just as fine being mute and pretending she was somewhere else.
The kitchen maybe, if it would ever open again.
__________________ 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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