 Mrs. Alex Turner *asterisks user* Secret Door
Snow. Everywhere. How was she supposed to go to class when there were snow angels and snowmen to be made, snowball fights to be had? Since they had to leave the castle, they might as well be allowed to run around in the snow -- well, slip around in the snow. Probably fall around too, but that wasn't the point. The point was Daisy had left the warmth of the castle and gotten distracted by the snow, so by the time she made it into the barn, rather dejectedly, there were snowflakes on her beanie hat and her woolen gloves were rather wet due to the snowman she had made.
But okay, Ancient Runes. She liked that -- just not as much as snow.
With one last longing look towards the white grounds, the sixth year turned around and made her way further into the barn. The difference in temperature was pretty drastic but the Headmistress seemed to not notice it. Or maybe they were going outside. Oh. Her eyes found the Aethonan and suddenly she felt cheerier about coming here. Maybe they would be flying? If that was the case, the layers of winter clothing would stay on; nevertheless, she did unwrap her old green scarf as she approached the woman. "Good morning Profes-- Headmistress." She would get it right one day; maybe when she wasn't so distracted by all the creatures -- and the random empty spots between some of them -- and people and that glowy thing around the woman's neck.
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