𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗼𝘀 [𝗱.𝗺]
"She felt queasy as she looked up into the now stormy eyes of the prefect, he looked pale with rage, if that was possible. All that Lyra could do was let the answer of the riddle out. "A-a joke." She stuttered, her hand shaking as she grabbed the doorknob in record time and slunk in, slamming the door. Only when she...