Serious[ly Uninteresting]
Theme # 37: Animagus

The wind was chilly, tonight. Very, very chilly.

Avery yawned, raising his back against the pillow. Which pillow was, incidentally, against a tree. In the grounds.

"It's nothing wrong, being an unregistered animagus, Rosier," he half-growled through his yawn.

How serious the topic! And still, Evan did not reply. There was a group of make-up freak types checking him out from across the lake - an act that, in the past, would have inflated his already huge ego. Not now, though.

Because Bellatrix Black sat, not far away, laughing her head off as she teased a tiny Gryffindor.