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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Derf was...surprised? Concerned? Sacred? Everything and the kitchen sink? It was hard to put to words just WHAT the Hufflepuff felt seeing his Head of House all...vibrant and such after what had happened. It was...unnatural. Forced? Like seeing a niffler stick its nose up at something shiny and instead go chasing after lint. That's what Professor Myers was, a broken niffler. A BROKEN NIFFLER. Quote:
Originally Posted by sarahlooo Natalie was excited to wear something other than her uniform to class today. She enjoyed Herbology for the most part, but she was a little wary of the Herbology Professor. Apparently he had recovered from the fiasco that happened in the room of requirement... But he was very loud and dramatic and a little overwhelming.
And for that reason, Natalie stayed near the back in her old jeans and a t shirt and did NOT volunteer for this... safe and humane hunger games. Whatever it was, she didn't want to be the one to find out if it WASN'T safe. And yes. He was just going to stop and stand next to Natalie, thank you very much.
"More...humane?" he whispered to her, eyes darting to the blackboard and then back to his friend. "...how is starving us humane?"
Hunger games? Maybe he SHOULD have skipped class today.
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
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