#petherin

He walks with an intimidating flare, a raven black turtle neck to sport. Hands in his pockets, he has never really carried books when teaching. He stops, waits for the students to make way for him just like any other day. He walks, but a certain student blocks his way and he looks at him with the same curiosity he looks at the wizards he executes.  

“you know, if it were anyone else saying that to me, i would be two seconds from sticking any ridiculous contraptions up their –” he let out an airy sigh and shook his head. “i believe you. i just don’t want another homework planner. bloody thing wouldn’t shut up.”