Dec 15, 2020
When: 15th of December 1979 Where: Great hall, Gryffindor table Who: @purkissmyass
“Doris,” Camille called the witch as she sat by her side, secretively and with her head obviously filled with expectations. The tips of her feet tapped anxiously against the floor tiles. Doris seemed to be writing something, and though she couldn’t tell what it was, Camille knew what she wanted it to be. “Is there any news? On the article, I mean?”