“That sounds dumb. I don’t wanna be patient.”
[ he’s almost upset enough to get into a tantrum, but then he
remembers.— they’re gonna play Hogwarts. ]
“So are you gonna be the professor, Louis?”
[ ♔♚♔ ]
{ he was about to point out that the youngster
didn’t really have a choice, but then he realized
that he didn’t want an angry lysander in his
hands. }
'Anything you want, kiddo.
But we’ve still got to go through the Sorting, right?
{ which one would he be? mcgonagall or the hat?
both, probably. f a n t a s t i c . }