 Jupiter's Satellite
She had asked Gram to send the owl, and Gram had sent her an owl saying that the permission slip was in Professor Bellaire's hands, but still Tora was a bit nervous. What if the professor had changed her mind? What if the permission slip hadn't actually made it to the right professor? What if? What if?
She told herself that it was ridiculous. She needed to calm down and focus. There was no room in Animagus training to be skittish, because skittishness caused slip-ups. Tora had no need for any slip-ups. She closed her eyes and smiled. This project was really going to be fun. Hard work yes, but a ton of fun. She raided her fist to the office door and knocked. Now all she had to do was wait a bit for the Professor to call her in.
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