 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
A sharp stitch jumped to life in his side, one that brought a nice wince to his face and caught his breath off guard. Thankfully, a chair had arm rests, and while the rest of his body squirmed to now try and get away from the sensation, his hands held firmly to them. Something somewhere told him breathing might start to become a problem as well.
Even then, he cracked open an eye and squinted up at the potions Professor, doing best to give her a small smile. "Quite enjoying a bit of laughter....most I've gotten all year..." And that, unfortunately, was true.
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |