❛ --- --- see, it’s not that i H A T E the concept of rewriting the bloody essay, it’s just that slughorn got his robes in a knot over a little ink splatter ! ❜ remus’ syllables are muffled by the chocolate that m e l t s against coral brims, viridescent hues rolling as he pauses for breath ; in reality, he’s probably trying to find something else to complain about. ❛ i mean, really, it was a TINY little splatter. absolutely nothing. it only took up a tiny portion of my parchment ! ❜ ( another pause ; he’s clearly lost in thought. ) ❛ s’pose it could’ve been worse. i could’ve handed him in an essay with an arse drawn in the corner. ❜












