 Horses Forever! l l Writer for Life l Yearbook alumnus
Forgetfulness
9. Disapparate
Firenze walked towards the Great Hall, his hooves making a steady beat on the stone floors of the castle. He was deep in thought about his students, once again wondering at human ignorance and incapability to really read the starry constellations he was trying to show them every lesson. So far, only a select few were able to understand what he was trying to tell them, to really see the uncertain art of astronomy and divination, but even those could not fully comprehend the importance of being able to interpret the heavens correctly.
He walked through the doors, and almost straight into a Hufflepuff student that appeared fight before him.
“Careful!” he reprimanded, looking around.
Only then did he remember that Disapparation classes were now being held in the Great Hall for some of the older students.
He backtracked quickly – her definitely did not want to get blamed from someone splinching themselves and ending up decapitated or something. No, he certainly did not want to witness that.
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