 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Morgan wouldn't admit that he was excited for Herbology class because it was still class and who got excited for school? But he would admit that Herbology was one of his favorite classes and he wasn't dreading coming today. In fact, it looked like he was the first one down to the greenhouses. Huh. When did that ever happen?
"Sup, Professor?" Morgan greeted her cheerfully and went to find his usual seat. Do not touch...? Was she serious? Just the fact that he was told not to made him want to even more. He staaaared at the sign, then peeked up at the plant.
__________________ 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 |