#4—Ancient Runes

Lucius stared down at his parchment that contained his Ancient Runes assignment. To him, all they were were a bunch of lines that, on occasion, made some interesting shapes. He sighed heavily and collected his things to leave the room. As he looked up, Narcissa was staring at him, brow furrowed.

“You know, the runes aren’t that difficult to decipher,” she said, looking at him sneer at her.

“Did I say they were?”

“You looked confused.”

“Your eyes deceived you.”

He rolled his eyes, grabbed his bag and sped out of the classroom, Crabbe and Goyle scurrying in his wake.