Feb 6, 2015
For the love of Merlin,
Do you not see me sitting here? Do I have to put up a sign that says "Kendra Klein here, Don't trip over my fucking leg!"
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For the love of Merlin,
Do you not see me sitting here? Do I have to put up a sign that says "Kendra Klein here, Don't trip over my fucking leg!"
I dunno 'bout you guys...
But 'm gonna go find out what's goin' on. Fuck the prefects.
Has anyone seen the two dipshits I'm seen with?
Y'know, th'one that's m'fuckin' cousin and th'other that calls himself a prefect? Those fuckers?
"Shit. This is fuckin' serious, innit?"
Gideon took a deep breath as the crowd pressed in around him, letting it out slowly and trying to remain calm in the sea of people. He never did particularly well in tight spaces.
Max was looking around for this first year's prefect, her hand grasping firmly onto his as he looked around in slight terror at the rush of people moving back into the castle. She couldn't see them anywhere--and everyone seemed to be in a jumble. She was just looking for someone who could take him back while she went to the professors with Fred.
Whoa wait...
Where's e'eryone goin'? What's goin' on? They're s'pposed t' be watchin' me flyin'!
Slytherins!
Please, don't ask questions. I don't know what's going on either. Please, follow me back to the common room in an orderly fashion. I swear, if you've snuck off, I will come, track you down, and personally drag you back into the dormitory.