 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah wasn't going to try again. No way. That'd just be pushing her luck and she knew the tiny whisp of white was most definitely luck. There was no need to fail again, she was perfectly content with that tiny whisp.....mostly. She tried not to look as people came out of the maze with all their triumph, even though usually other people's triumph was even better than here it wasn't really that kind of day today. She'd blame that on the weather and nothing else.
When Professor Dakest announced the end of class, the fourth year stood quickly with her packed bag already on her shoulder. Wand. Riiiiight. She squatted to pick it up, trying to remember how good it'd been when she'd dropped it for doing something right. Funny how that never happened in class. Norah held tight to her wand as she walked past Professor Dakest and gave him a small smile, nowhere near as cheerful as at the beginning fk class but it was okay. It was going to be okay, okay? She wasn't allowed to not be okay. It was a rule. "Thanks for the lesson, Professor." She paused and looked at him, a shy smile slowly taking over the polite one that has been on her face. What a nice guy. Reminding herself that it wasn't polite to stare, she slowly turned around and walked out the door.
She needed tree climbing time and she needed it now. The great hall simply wouldn't do.
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