who: @alectocarrowx where: Hogwarts
Going back to the castle where he’d spent some of his best and worst years wasn’t exactly what Evan had planned out for his week, but the Headmaster had scarcely asked and the Dark Lord heavily implied he should attend. A lecture. He hadn’t got the faintest idea what he was supposed to talk about but he figured he’d wing it like he always did. Go in, speak, get the hell out. Or so he thought, for dear old Dumbledore was impish in his own way. He knew that the moment the door opened and he saw the familiar face staring back in disdain. A dry laugh left his lips before leaning his body against the doorframe. “Apparently you are my guide around the school grounds for the day? Joke’s on you.” He said, though at this point he believed it was a punishment devised for both their strain.











