He was late. And Mordred’s going to kill him.

Why didn’t he sit up when Simon nudged him from his beautiful sleep??? “I…am so dead.” He said to himself as he ran towards the path where it will lead him to the main street of Hogsmeade. As he was running, he felt a bit…warmer? “What…in Merlin’s coat is going on?” he said in a murmer as he loosened his scarf. The young Slytherin slowed down as he saw up ahead that there was a little group formed in the center with their Magical Creatures Professor and…UNICORNS??!

Ethan stopped, well away from the scene as he gaped at the creatures. Wait, did he miss something from the noticeboard? Were they supposed to be in Hogsmeade on a weekend for a CoMC class? Not wanting to make a scene, the Slytherin inched towards the nearest wall, awaaaaaay from the Unicorns and watched them from afar. Merlin, that creature can kick all right.

Yeah, Mordred can wait.