 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
Morgan typically preferred being right in the middle of everything, so the middle cars of the train seemed appropriate. This year felt different though. How could it not after everything they went through last term? Many of his friends not returning and feeling somehow more grown in a way that wasn't entirely good, he wasn't even sure how he felt about returning. But here he was. And without Schnitzel.
A part of him hoped that he could find his missing cat when he returned to Hogwarts, but he wasn't entirely hopeful. He had no idea what happened to his pet. So it was with an awful lot of restless energy that Morgan sat in his compartment and craned his neck to peer out the window. Could they get going already?
__________________ 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 |