DADA
“Welcome to your first DADA class,” the professor greeted the class as we sat down. I was so nervous that I was chewing on the end of my quill and it was almost pulp by the time everyone had arrived.
The professor smiled at us grimly. “We have lots to cover today, but mainly we will be taking notes. Now, everyone get your quills out.” His eyes drifted to my pulverized one. I didn’t have an extra.
He sighed.
I ended up having to write out all the defence spells we were to learn that year one hundred times each.
__________________ White shores are calling... You have entered the realm of the Lady of the Wood. We are proud to fight alongside men once more. ...You and I will meet again I <3 you, all my SS friends. Namarie! |