 Anyone can grab him :3 Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite
So hiding hadn't worked quite the way he thought it would but he supposed he should have known better. With his dumb luck of course he'd get caught and of course he'd get a final, stern word before his father all but escorted him onto the train. If he'd known it would have ended so shoddily, the Third Year would have saved himself the humiliation and boarded the Express in peace. Sometimes surrender was the only way.
Dejected by the prospect of yet another year of school, all Blaise could manage was dumping his luggage then finding himself an empty compartment with his most sullen expression. The boy sat facing the window, hugging his knees and watching as the train took him further and further from where he wanted to be.
His quill lazed about, floating over his shoulder but otherwise dormant from a lack of a captivating subjects to distort.
Was it June yet?
__________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________
______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.
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