 because she likes talking to him in Icelandic lol Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
There were a few habits Stasya had fallen into when it came to Flying class. One of which was going into it completely confident that she could do whatever it was the groundskeeper had planned for them, and she wasn’t about to let a little drizzle stop her. She’d just made sure she was prepared, swinging a bright pink umbrella from her hand as she’d made her way over to the pitch. It wasn’t raining hard, so she hadn’t felt like she needed the umbrella just yet. She’d given Emmeline a grin, though, falling into step beside her as her best friend had come from the direction of the barn. “How’s Sirius?,” she asked, curious as usual. She was planning on going over to see Dobby and Albus after the lesson after all.
She’d sent Liv a big grin, along with Zoryn, Daisy and the Ravenclaw girl who’d been there before her, before she’d looked up to see Mr. Baldvinsson up there on his broom like usual. Now for her other habit when it came to this class. “Góðan daginn, herra Baldvinsson!,” she called up to him. She’d already figured out he liked hearing Icelandic. It didn’t hurt to play on that a little, even if she knew she wasn’t a complete failure at flying either. Plus, it was practice.
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