Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent This was it. His final feast of his final year. And Gunnar was honestly happy about it. He was looking forward to the future and he was ready to leave Hogwarts. It was time.
Once he had done the last of his packing and tending to a few of his Head Boy duties, the seventh year Slytherin stepped into the Great Hall for the last time. He had several people he'd like to say goodbye to, but in general he'd see the people he cared the most about after tomorrow anyway.
But for now, Gunnar took a seat at his house table, giving an acknowledging nod to a few already there, and he glanced at Eiji as he got up to leave. He didn't know what sort of drama was brewing at that end of the table and he'd be happy to stay out of it, thanks. Instead, he glanced towards the Hufflepuff table, looking for his boyfriend. Gunnar was hungry and hoping that the speech would be soon so he could eat, but maybe they could sit together. And uh, yeah... he should probably get up to write something in the memory book before he left too.
__________________ 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 |