● Single ● Former Gryffindor ● Arithmancy Professor ● Werewolf ● Quidditch Fanatic ●● So we’ve been outnumbered, raided, and now cornered ●
● It’s hard to fight when the fight ain’t fair ●
● We’re getting stronger now, find things they never found ●••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••ᗩḰᓮᖇᗩ hurried into the tent, her bright orange hair streaming out behind her in its ponytail. Why did she have to be late today of all days? Granted, falling asleep at her desk grading homework was a good excuse... but in reality, she had just overslept after an exhausting week in general. Still, she was here now, and it didn't seem like she had missed much.
"So sorry I'm late! Akira Astra is my name." she said to the three professors in her tent, her team. In the back of her mind, Akira pondered what their first task would be. Something physically dangerous, or maybe a mind puzzle?
••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••.•´¯`•.•• ••.•´¯`•.••● They might be bigger, but we’re faster and never scared ●
● You can walk away, say we don’t need this ●
● But there’s something in your eyes, says we can beat this ●
