a bit of madness is key | miss chanandler bong | those cunning folks use any means 68. Roar Summer-roar
Alex strolled down the Great Hall to the Slytherin table with a satisfied grin. He started to skip (yes, literally skip) to the table and waved happily to everyone who was near him. “Hey snakes.” He smiled, although most of them looked rather depressed. Term was coming to an end, which meant a lot of people graduated, but for Alex is just meant weeks without school to spend with your friends in the sun. “I may not be a lion, but I can still roar.” He murmured with a smirk before throwing his arms in the air. “Summer is here!”
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