astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Taking a bit longer than the rest to write everything down as her journalistic instincts were pushing her to add more information than what the professor had on the board, Paige ended up in the back of the class as they made their way over. By the time she could actually SEE the winged horses in question, answer after answer had been given as to which belong to which breed and thus the seventh year simply jotted down a few notes regarding their physical appearance.
Her blues eyes affectionately studided the aethonan, granian, abraxan each and her fingers tingled to be able to reach out and stroke their feathers and compare their texture to that of owls. Despite her fear of heights, which made flying completely out of the question, she had a somewhat misplaced admiration for winged creatures and often felt jealous of how effortlessly they made flight seem. Effortless and freeing.
Squeezing her way a bit more towards the front, hoping that she could peer close enough to at least be able to see the patterns on their feathers more closely, Paige's eyes were drawn to the final breed and her heart dropped down to her stomach. Yes, she had heard the professor say there were four - and she of course had assumed that one would be a thestral - but she had never before laid eyes upon one.
And now she could.
Of course she could...after what had transpired at St. Mungo's over the summer.
And it was tragically beautiful.
She heard very little else of what was going on around her, eyes transfixed by the skeletal creature before her. So much so that she ended up dropping her quill and parchment once and had to scramble to pick them back up before someone accidentally stepped on them.
But for the most part her eyes remained, mostly unblinking, on the thestral.
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