 mostly Stasya (at the end) Gryffindor for life Notorious Niffler
This lesson had taken such a confusing turn. Big kids were kind of having a go at each other like sneakily apparently? At least, Emmeline thought that was what was going on. And Professor Stewart's reply to her did not make the first year feel any better at all, nope. 'Cause like...how could a little Muggle boy give his consent and that be accepted?! She wasn't sure how old Miss Valerie's person was, but he didn't look like he was even old enough to go to Hogwarts or Ilvermorny. And and, she was eleven and had to go to court with a whole bunch of grown ups to be allowed to move in with the other Professor Stewart. Miss Judge hadn't just asked her what she thought and said 'okay.' So how come a boy even younger than her AND a Muggle could do that for something even more scary and dangerous?! It just didn't make any sense, like at all. Probably because it was WRONG. The Gryffindor opened her mouth to let some of these thoughts stop swimming in her head and start swimming in the air as words when she forced herself to stop. She had forgotten that there was an actual champion in class with them today. Emmeline's eyes sought out Dora's face and hoped reallllly hard that the older girl wasn't like, hurting from all this talking. After all, Dora had more right to talk about the evil third task than the rest of them did, 'cept for the other champions of course.
Time to re-focus, yup. Otherwise, she'd drown in all her swimming thoughts and end up too deep for even the giant squid to fish her out and back to the lesson. She tuned back in to Professor Stewart in time to hear the two pretend scenes that they were supposed to answer. The second one was obviously a trap -- of course they couldn't use their magic just 'cause someone was bored. Professor Stewart had just said so. The first one was way harder, though, and Emmeline scrunched up her forehead in concentration. In the end, she raised her hand and answered: "I'd use magic in the first pretend scene, professors, 'cause someone's life is wayy super important and I don't know any Muggle healing and stuff." Not that she really knew any healing spells either, but she supposed they were pretending that they did for this question.
Emmeline had just bent over her notes -- which were like 3 lines long, progress! -- and started doodling Picketta, Albus, and Sirius playing in the margins when it fully, totally hit her that her best friend had been super quiet the whooole time. She shot a sideways glance at Stasya, who was after all sitting next to her, and frowned at the expression on the other girl's face. Lowering her voice and leaning towards Stasya, she whispered: "What's wrong, Stas?" She should have realized that her friend was upset earlier. This was why letting thoughts swim away with you was bad, yup. She desperately super hoped that Stasya was okay.
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