 because one of these days I'll figure out how to participate here xD Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
Walking into the Muggle Studies classroom, remembering how awkward she'd felt in the last lesson and wishing that her father had told her more about the Muggle part of his family instead of focusing on the fact he was a wizard, Stella blinked as she saw the way the classroom had been transformed. Well this is different, she thought, smiling a little as she let the decor make her more comfortable. "Good day, Professor Cerulean," she greeted the professor as she saw the woman. She'd almost forgotten that the lesson was supposed to have something to do with dance. Odds are they weren't going to be discussing the waltz again (or that Monsieur Stryker was goin g to be leading the lesson), but at least she knew a bit more about dance than anything else Muggle. Even if they didn't talk about theatrical dance, she'd be hard pressed to not have been exposed to other types having Risa as a best friend.
It was really too bad Risa was back in France, but as Stella looked around again she sighed a little as she didn't see Matt. Apparently she'd need to make more friends again, if they had anything that involved partners. Heading for the drinks table, she waved at Gideon, though, remembering the younger Lion from Arithmancy. Poor boy looked a bit uncomfortable himself, but she didn't go over after retrieving a bottle of water. She'd just keep to her own counsel for now, pretending she was just in another drama class and not expecting to feel like she couldn't keep up in the lesson. She was going to be positive.
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