𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗯𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀, of course, he couldn’t find what he’d come searching for and would he ask for help in finding it ? no. instead he stares at the place in the mismatched shelves where he assumed the book he needed would be. it’s not. there’s a grumbling in his chest as he turns, but that noise is soon an undignified squeak, eyes wide. “ merlin, get a bell, would ya ? ”
𝗧𝗔𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗗 : none, prophecysstart. 𝗟𝗢𝗖𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 : flourish and blotts, diagon alley ! 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗦 : open, accepting 04/08 !















