 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Claudette walked towards the Charms classroom with a hint of apprehension. Sure, she liked the subject enough, but after that Arithmancy class, she was a little afraid of what to expect at this school. So for now, she kept her guard up a bit as she entered the room.
"Good morning, Professor," she greeted the man as she passed, letting her gaze linger for a moment before looking for a seat. And it seemed that she was one of the early ones with nearly her choice of seats. The sixth year chose one near the front by the windows and set her tote bag down on the floor next to her as she took her seat.
__________________ 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 |