 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Gunnar gave the professor a curt nod in greeting as he entered the room, but the lack of supplies gave him a brief moment of pause as he took his usual seat. Were they having an exam today? He had so much going on that it was possible that it slipped his mind, unless Noble was suddenly changing things up in the form of a pop quiz. Little surprised him anymore.
He wasn't too bothered by the idea either way though. Potions might not be his best subject, but at least he did well enough on his OWL to continue taking the subject at NEWT level. The 17 year old was confident he'd at least pass a surprise quiz. But he set about getting out his supplies, preparing himself for whatever they'd be doing for class today.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |