As Professor Flitwick droned on, he could feel himself start to sweat – his short, gold bangs matted onto his sticky forehead and the collar of his now-stained shirt suddenly became sharp angles and stiff edges.
And I liked the end a lot. Can't wait to read more of these. ♥
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As Professor Flitwick droned on, he could feel himself start to sweat – his short, gold bangs matted onto his sticky forehead and the collar of his now-stained shirt suddenly became sharp angles and stiff edges.
And I liked the end a lot. Can't wait to read more of these. ♥