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Fiyero leaned on the railing at the bottom of the stairs, huffing and puffing to catch his breath. Why did the Muggle Studies classroom have to be so far from Gryffindor Tower?! He could've spared himself the trouble by dropping the subject - He was a halfblood, after all. He'd spent the first eleven years of his life in the Muggle world with his father's side of the family, but he thought maybe taking this class would help him understand why his father hated the wizarding world so much.
He stood up a little straighter, running a hand through his blond hair as he saw Professor Stewart standing in the doorway. "Hello, Professor," he greeted her, smiling warmly as he straightened his tie. He didn't see why it mattered if his tie was a little crooked, but Professor Stewart seemed like a stickler for appearances... and he didn't want to lose any of the points he'd earned in Herbology.
Fiyero took a seat in one of the middle rows on the left side of the room, taking out a quill and a few sheets of parchment. As he glanced behind him, he saw a laptop sitting on a table. It kinda looked like the one Grandpa Jones used... except older, a lot older. Wait, what was that thing?!
Fiyero did a double take as he noticed the large contraption hooked up to the laptop. He'd definitely never seen one of those before! He got up to take a closer look - hey, Professor Stewart said not to trouble it; she didn't say anything about looking at it. He examined the strange object from all angles, taking special care not to bump the table. It almost looked like a camera...
Hmm, maybe we're learning about Muggle technology, Fiyero thought as he returned to his seat.
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |