𝘐'𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦, 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦
𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘺, 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘺
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IN WHICH, a girl hiding her insecurities with a mask becomes a witch...
lockhart cheers excitedly as fawkes flies you all back up to the surface. you had gathered up ron and lockhart as you could feel a pounding headache coming your way as your eye twitches in annoyance.
fawkes flies you through a giant crevice in the hogwarts grounds and back up to safe ground, you breathe out in relief, glad to be away from the annoying himbos.
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YOU ALL NOW STAND IDLY IN DUMBLEDORE'S OFFICE, EVERYONE WORRIED FOR THE CONSEQUENCES TO COME. EXCEPT YOU OF COURSE. YOU COULD CARE LESS.
dumbledore sat in front of you, his silver eyes surveying each of you carefully.
you purse your lips behind your mask, pressing on the pads of your fingers.
"you all realize, of course.. that in the past few hours, you have broken perhaps a dozen school rules"
