 Teach and Tenacius Fluttery Pegasi
Hadley Denaker entered the classroom, early for once, still sucking the syrup off her fingers from the morning's pancakes. It was a small thing, but easily conjured images of when she'd be a seven year old for anyone that saw her then.
Speaking of which, Hadley put it off too long already.
She dropped her bag at a desk near the back of the middle row on the right and made her way to the front. "Uh, look, Professor Stewart," 'Kay! She paused a moment, watching Salamander inspect the laptop from every angle. Wizard-borns. "I just wanted to say sorry for bursting into your office a few weeks ago. You know, when I was seven...Salamander, what are you doing?" She couldn't help it, the boy was distracting her.
Sometimes she thought she kept her seven year old attention span after being cured...
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