 Arts TRANSPONSTER!
HAH!
Matt noticed how her face brightened up when she saw him. WINNING!
He stopped himself from fist pumping because Daisy wouldn't reeeally know the context behind that, SO that would've been strange in her eyes, he thought. At least for now he could PRETEND he was kind of normal, y'know. As you do.
"'m a'right. How 'bout yerselfff?" Was that pirate talk he was doing? He didn't really know aaaand he didn't care that much either. He had taken a pretty good seat for History of Magic and he was happy about that. For the first time in ages he'd enjoy a History of Magic lesson, he just KNEW it.
The fourth year took the time that the professor started speaking to eat some of the shortbread he had gotten for himself. He noticed that Daisy only had ONE. The polite girl she probably was. Matt gestured toward the PILE of shortbread he had brought over with him and spoke as he chewed. "You can take some of mine if ya want." Because he was THAT NICE! But not before he ate some more.
He proceded to stuffing his face. Omnomnomnom.
That had been a veeery vague question, professor, and Matt gave her a funny look. Anything they knew about Hogwarts? Anything at ALL? "It's a very cold castle." He pointed out the obvious, as everybody seemed to have walked into the classroom feeling cold that day. "It's also mental." Just sayin'.
NOT that that was a bad thing, anyway. At least... so far so good. |