𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟒 | 𝐇𝐎𝐆𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒

the excitement of the yule ball cluttered around the defence of the dark arts classroom, excited whispers and secret letters being passed under the watchful eye of professor mad eye moody.

seamus, on the other hand, sat making crude jokes with dean as usual, and sticking his gum under the desk. his tie hung loose around his wonky collar, his hair a mess, and the exhaustion clear on his face, and in his eyes. perhaps the gryffindor post-quidditch parties could last too long, he thought reluctantly.