 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
There were fond memories of being in the dungeons last year. Well, somewhat fond rather. Getting lost and quoting Lord of the Rings was about all the fondness from travelling down to the depths of Hogwarts. The other time was running about when Remi attacked the school. That...not so fond.
Shoving his hands in his pockets, Sabel stopped a good few feet from the door of the Professor of Potion's. The Professor that had lit students on fire. The Professor that had resigned. And the Professor that was now back. A small frown tugged at the corners of his lips as he considered the wooden frame. Why was she back if she resigned? Was it an act of self-preservation, whereby she forwarded morality and thus gained pity for a reinstatement? Or was it something else? He vaugely wondered if she would be up for answering that question along with his others. Others that he had never intended to ask. But Kellen's words still rung in his mind that perhaps there was a reason, and for once, he wanted to try and understand. He doubted he would, but at least, he could give it a shot.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |