Closed RP: In which a magician gets properly yelled at.
This writing thing was a lot harder than it looked.
Mistoffelees sat by a table in the Hufflepuff common room, clumsily grasping a quill and trying to jot things down on a piece of parchment without spilling ink all over the page. He couldn't for the life of him understand how humans did this with such ease. The tip of his tongue was at the corner of his mouth as he concentrated on making the letters as rounded as possible.
Two notes lay crumpled up on the table in front of him. Bloody Mungojerrie... It was fun to tease him, though. Lots and lots of fun. Mistoffelees was planning on continuing doing so for as long as it amused him. He grinned somewhat evilly. It was so nice to get the last word...
Mistoffelees sat by a table in the Hufflepuff common room, clumsily grasping a quill and trying to jot things down on a piece of parchment without spilling ink all over the page. He couldn't for the life of him understand how humans did this with such ease. The tip of his tongue was at the corner of his mouth as he concentrated on making the letters as rounded as possible.
Two notes lay crumpled up on the table in front of him. Bloody Mungojerrie... It was fun to tease him, though. Lots and lots of fun. Mistoffelees was planning on continuing doing so for as long as it amused him. He grinned somewhat evilly. It was so nice to get the last word...