 Whit, yeah? Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Isabella flounced about in the common room. She had really been enjoying her robes these past couple of days. She generally didn't go for long skirts and dresses, but the bounciness and twirliness of her school robes was unlike anything she'd ever worn. She wondered if robes lost their flounce when they got washed. Wait. Did normal wizards wash their robes or just use cleaning charms? Isabella's mother preferred washing, she knew, but she also had caught her father using a cleaning charm on his own clothes and putting them back in the closet. She'd have to ask, and maybe learn how to do cleaning charms. She wanted to keep her clothes flouncy.
As she twirled about in a corner, Isabella noticed some other students but wasn't really bothered if they thought she was odd. She was having fun, and she could talk to them at dinner or breakfast or some other time she was in the common room. Getting dizzy, she stopped twirling and collapsed in the closest chair. Whew. Dancing and twirling was almost as fun as real sports. |