 Irish eyes || Nanny McPhee
Damien barged through the entrance to the Hufflepuff Common Room, not caring if anyone paid him the slightest bit of attention. Taking heavy strides towards a study table he sat at once before, he withdrew the book he'd been carrying with him all term and slammed it down hard on the table, nearly knocking it over. He was breathing quite heavily, one might mistake him having a panic attack -- however it was all an attempt to calm himself down.
He stared at the book he would have hoped would give him some answers to his life -- recalling Isobel and the fact that he'd been so close to finally confiding in someone. So close to revealing what was so mysterious about his life. He trusted Isobel, only to have his heart ripped from his chest and thrown to the ground.
He yelled something explicit before kicking the table to the ground and throwing one of the charis clear across the Common Room. |