I'm Sam, 16 years old, venezuelan and awkward.
I ship everything. I love cats and tea, reading until my eyes burn and dying over my feels because of fictional characters.
Still waiting for The Doctor to pick me up.
Hermione went very red, put down her hand and stared at the floor with her eyes full of tears. It was a mark of how much the class loathed Snape that they were all glaring at him. because every one of them had called Hermione a know-it-all at least once.