 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Merlin, this was painful. Gunnar should have known when he walked into class and saw the word written on the board that they'd be doing something for Halloween. Unfortunately though, he didn't really celebrate the holiday and never got into dressing up, even when he was younger. And he certainly didn't see a point now. That was more his younger sister's and brother's type of thing, and he could even see his mum dressing up Aiden. But Gunnar? No, thanks.
Gunnar would never purposely be disrespectful to a teacher though, even if the spirit of this lesson was totally wasted on him. He wouldn't mind working on some clothing transfiguration, he supposed, but he also did not want to wear a costume. That part wasn't mandatory, was it?
And because he wasn't into Halloween costumes, the seventh year was really kind of stuck on what to draw. He didn't want to not participate, but... eh. He idly sketched away on his parchment, eventually forming a man... in a nice suit. That sort of transfiguration would be useful, he supposed. But he would not need any extra supplies, so just kept silent for now as he casually put a few finishing touches on his sketch.
__________________ 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 |