Not the disability, the adjective of stupidity.
That’s what this morning is.
I’m in this little compartment all by my lonesome on some noisy train. With people.
Lots of them. Little budding witches and wizards. The WW. Funny, WW stands for “World War” too.
This doesn’t bode well."
My first attempt at fanfiction. Reviews are appreciated. I'll reply, I promise. Thanks =)