 connoisseur of comfort ❅ Crayola's Wibby Mrs Alex Turner ❅ Netflix and meow
Clifford wasn't really sure of where it was he was going. It was weird not having a Common Room. Where was he meant to go when he wanted to eat all his chocolate in a nice, comfortable environment? Well, that was if he had any chocolate left anyway.. which he higly doubted. When the Professor's managed to drain out that horrible flood, all the snacks and treats he had hidden under his bed were bound to be RUINED. It was sad. And it made Clifford kind of depressed. Siiiigh.
How he'd found his way into the trophy room, the Head Boy wasn't entirely sure. Ah well, may as well have a peek around while he was here, huh? Maybe he'd find something with his father's name on it.. or maybe Warren's!
Footsteps quiet, the seventh year made his way to the cabinet hiding Slytherin trophies and proceeded to press his nose against the glass. Ooooh, shiny. This place would be niffler heaven.
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