Mikael entered the classroom quietly, eyes wandering towards the box on his desk. His eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of the holes on it. Whatever was inside, it was alive. He sat, and listened as the professor launched into the lesson. He clenched his jaw when frogs and grasshoppers were...
Mikael stepped into the Transfiguration classroom, finally his last year of this. He made his way to his seat and hoped that this class could easily be dealt with. Untransfiguration and Reversal spells. Now those would be useful indeed. It was familiar and yet new. Why untransfiguration wasn't...
Mikael turned his head just a fraction as Halmi asked him a question, though it was hard to turn his head with cheeks smooshed by Bella's hands. What she was inspecting him for, he had no clue. Never did, never will. He'd given up understanding the elderly. "Tell him what," Mikael didn't really...
Visiting his grandmothers was always a whole affair. He almost preferred to visit the other set of grandparents that he sort of had except he knew less about his mother's aunt and uncle compared to Halmi and Bella - what everyone calls his grandmothers because they just can't be simple and be...
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