𝗦𝗲𝘅𝘆 𝗴𝗶𝗿𝗹, 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗺𝗲
𝗜'𝗺 𝗳𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆
𝗟𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗢𝗠𝗚, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺-𝗰𝗼𝗺-𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲
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Atychiphobia
(n.) fear of failure ; fear of not being go...
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YOU ALL NOW, UNFORTUNATELY, SIT IN THE 'LEGENDARY' GILDEROY LOCKHART'S CLASSROOM.
and this man was even more self-obsessed than you and your brother combined.
you look around in disgust, feet kicked lazily up on the table.
over a dozen paintings and portraits of that mans ugly face were 'decorating' the area, it was sickening to look at.
every little look of your eyes, there would be lockhart's face staring right back. it was irritating.
hermione attempts at scolding you for having your feet kicked up on the table, but you just shrug at her. she huffs, leg bobbing up and down in anticipation.
you look at hermione,
oh, come on. do not tell me granger over here is one of those fangirls...
"let me introduce you to your new defence against the dark arts teacher. me" lockhart smiles broadly, exiting his office.
you scoff, rolling your eyes in pure and utter annoyance,
as if it wasn't obvious already
you mentally point at all the portraits of him sitting around.
