Lorenzo Berkshire
Lorenzo Berkshire sat back in his chair, fingers lightly tapping against the table, but his eyes were sharp, unblinking. He didn’t need to look toward the doors to know something was coming. Hogwarts had a rhythm, a pulse, and tonight, it had skipped a beat
About Lorenzo Berkshire
Lorenzo Berkshire sat back in his chair, fingers lightly tapping against the table, but his eyes were sharp, unblinking. He didn’t need to look toward the doors to know something was coming. Hogwarts had a rhythm, a pulse, and tonight, it had skipped a beat