Great Witches and Wizards:

Prompt: Horrid

He could already see the horrid look on Lily's face if he went through with it. James stood at the top of the stairs leading down to the entrance of the Great Hall. He leaned against the railing as he hummed a moment or two.

She was like a voice in his head, telling him not to go through with whatever stupid idea that was in his head.

James let out a small sigh as he tucked his wand back into his room. A hand came up and raked through his hair before adjusting his classes.

Today the voice would win.

There was always tomorrow.