𝐻𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒫𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇

H͟͟a͟͟r͟͟r͟͟y͟͟ P͟͟o͟͟t͟͟t͟͟e͟͟r͟͟ » ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ. sʜɪᴘs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛʀʏ. ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ. sᴇᴇᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴀɪɴs. ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ. sᴇᴍɪ-ᴀᴜ. [ #ᴄʜᴀɴɴɪɴɢ ] ʀᴛ

// follow my other muse. My muse is higher there currently,

|| yeah no.

|| Gross

Groans sleepily.

“I-just can’t sleep, Professor.” He spoke adjusting his glasses as she looked up at the man. “That’s all.”

He is falling asleep at his desk. In Snape’s class.

Earmuffs being stolen?

“I’m well professor.” He spoke with a nod of his head although the dark circles under his eyes would say different.

Mornin’ Professor.

Morning.

Quickly he dodged the cupcake and turns to look at the one who made the cupcake fly over him. Adjusting his glasses.

He is wondering the halls trying to clear his mind.

He is here.

Morning….

—

More professors are out and about.

“I-I’m sorry sir. I just —“ He looked up at the professor before exhaling a breath. He needed to clear his head and in all honestly, he heard Voldemort in his head so staying busy kept the voices away. “Yes sir.” He spoke while exhaling before looking down at the ground.

He is now stopping in his tracks and inhaling a breath. “Sorry sir, can’t sleep.” He confesses before exhaling his breath and adjusting his Gryffindor sweater.