You had always put yourself on a stricter diet.. unsure of why since you were under or overweight. though nothing felt right, everything felt upside and inside out. it made you ill, sometimes that diet isn’t a straightened routine, it just depends on the day.. though for this whole week, you hadn’t been eating a whole lot, almost not at all.

You were a professor at Hog warts, along with many other skilled professors you weren’t all that close to most, i mean you had the warm conversation with a few but you never really had any “college friends”..

Dumbledore had scheduled for a ceremony, in the Great Hall. everyone was to come, and there will be a large supper, after. It never excite ned you like it did to some, so you came on an empty stomach.. you sat beside Snape. The potions professor who really wanted the DADA position, he had been going after it for awhile now, with no luck..

Your plate was empty, as the supper started all you heard was distant chatter, you laid your head on your palm, but you’d pushed your chair back to get up.. before your knees, gave out.. you had fainted falling back..