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Zoryn Spinnet (who at the moment looked like Maxton Carden), froze. Their Headmaster got to the point real quick. Which, by the way, was quite unfortunate as Zoryn was really hoping they’d beat around the flutterby bush for a little bit. It’s not that she enjoyed small talk, but she really didn’t want him to ruin her moment with detention or something. Not this quickly, at least. Couldn’t she revel a little bit longer?
But that wasn’t the main concern here. The main concern was that either Faith!Max was going to cover for her or one of the other, weaker Maxes would rat her out. No offense, but she didn’t trust most of them.
And look, Zor had every intention to tell the truth (well, maybe not), but before she could give the question any real thought, “Theo Montmorency,” is the name that came out of her mouth.
What? It was the least he could do. He transferred schools and left her behind, so she used him as the scapegoat for her evil scheme. They were even now. Besides, maybe this would stall the situation in the meantime and real Max, Zoryn!Max, and all other Maxes could leave. No harm, no foul.
We promise to forget about it, if you do, Sir!
But did the seventh year think this would actually work? No, that was the problem. There was actually no thinking being done at all. This was purely adrenaline. Purely instinct. Purely let’s-get-out-asap mentality. This was survivor mode.
__________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You?
You are Lemon! |