S.W
To say I was expected to be called into the consoler office with one Severus Snape. I bit an urge to stick my tongue at the vampire who seems to find me an annoying bastard brat of the son of his enemy (James Potter) and not so secret crush (Lily Potter nee Evans). The darn ass has the nerve to bare his fangs at me. I coolly return the look pulling out a drawing of my mom holding a baseball bat with his name with warning of harming her son. He snorts almost a glint of amusement. So my relationship with him is sort of love/hate. Heck my dad trying to be friendly with him for my mom’s sake. As for me, I try to deal with him from vary few times he’s teaching a class as a sub which isn’t often.
I notice sitting in the chair closest to the farthest wall away from me and the door is a sulking light blond teen with a pair of lightly golden wings coming from his back. Tilting my head I take in his features carefully. His eyes look dead and cold are a silver grey color with long blond lashes covering them from view. His nose a bit long for him which he maybe growing into. His jaw strong and becoming more aristocratic beauty of those the Greek base their gods to be like. His ears must have been round at one time are angular and sharp. His hands have a claw like quality to them.
Besides the wings that hold my attention next are the jagged markings under his eyes and cheek. He must come from a top line for Veela which I’m going to guess. I can see light traces of hint under his sleeves which makes me wonder for a brief moment where else they could be hiding at. I shake my head to get rid of these thoughts reminding myself I have a girlfriend.
I notice sitting in the chair closest to the farthest wall away from me and the door is a sulking light blond teen with a pair of lightly golden wings coming from his back. Tilting my head I take in his features carefully. His eyes look dead and cold are a silver grey color with long blond lashes covering them from view. His nose a bit long for him which he maybe growing into. His jaw strong and becoming more aristocratic beauty of those the Greek base their gods to be like. His ears must have been round at one time are angular and sharp. His hands have a claw like quality to them.
Besides the wings that hold my attention next are the jagged markings under his eyes and cheek. He must come from a top line for Veela which I’m going to guess. I can see light traces of hint under his sleeves which makes me wonder for a brief moment where else they could be hiding at. I shake my head to get rid of these thoughts reminding myself I have a girlfriend.