#crfriday

      broaden your minds–––tyler reckons they’ll have to be out of their bloody minds to be making sense out of soggy tea leaves.

      given the choice, this woolly subject would’ve never made his list. unfortunately, it’s the only class that fits his curriculum for the year and it’s only two terms, how bad can this be? with arms folded loosely across his chest, only god knows he’s tried to actually listen. all he’s gathered from the first few classes though, is how ridiculous some of his fellow classmates sound–––like blithering idiots who probably think of this as something divine (pun intended).

      personally, he just couldn’t give a damn.

      he feels the consequences of dozing through the classes (turning up just enough times to earn attendance points) when exam season rolls around. if nothing else, tyler is almost certain that this is what sweet o’ friday is destined for.

      “say... you don’t suppose there could be an outstanding just… waiting for me at the bottom of one of those cups?”

@crfriday:

keep running. keep running. keep running.

he chants the words frantically inside his head as he drags the younger ravenclaw behind him, his hand clasped tightly around her wrist. he’ll apologize to friday later for the rough treatment, but for the time being, he just needed to get them to safety. he navigates the deserted corridor looking for any doors—for any sort of escape.

he doesn’t dare look back out of fear of stumbling over the cobblestone walkway—he can’t afford to—but he knows that they’re behind them. he can hear them calling after them—demanding that they give in and accept “mother’s love”. their footsteps seem to echo louder in his ears that the beating of his heart.

he mentally curses himself for not realizing the threat earlier—for not taking in the glazed look in their eyes, the misplaced smiles on their faces, the strange behavior. they had approached him and friday earlier while they were walking back to the ravenclaw common room—everything had been strangely quiet then, but he hadn’t thought anything of it. his mind too wrapped up in the silly conversation he was having with the younger. he’d only reacted when one of them had made a grab for the girl out of nowhere—a burst of magic sending them flying backward before he grabbed friday by the wrist and took off.