it’s seventh year and everything’s gone to shit. dumbledore is six feet under (saddam hussein hiding spot mentioned), voldemort is STILL barefoot in the big ‘97, and you are done with it all. you’re determined to have a good last year and pass your newts with flying colors. everyone else can get fucked. and you get your wish. sort of. now you’re half convinced you’re the main character of some crackpot fool’s unfinished manuscript, and everyone around you seems to think you’re the next coming of merlin. only a few months until graduation. morgana herself preserve you until then. —•— READ PREMISE FOR FULL CONTEXT!!!