General_warNpeace
One Thousand Club
Adele Addams
Eating the last of his shepherd pie Adele stood and silently made his way out of the great hall and toward his first class of the day. Settling into his desk within potion's class he began swinging his legs idly and doodling on a piece of scrap paper. He preferred muggle notebooks over parchment when it came to notes and other thing's he didn't have to turn in. He refused to give up pen's either way. Less ink blot's even if the wording come's out less elegant. Yawning, he patiently listened as the class begin.
Eating the last of his shepherd pie Adele stood and silently made his way out of the great hall and toward his first class of the day. Settling into his desk within potion's class he began swinging his legs idly and doodling on a piece of scrap paper. He preferred muggle notebooks over parchment when it came to notes and other thing's he didn't have to turn in. He refused to give up pen's either way. Less ink blot's even if the wording come's out less elegant. Yawning, he patiently listened as the class begin.