 Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
Time to pay attention, nooooooo whyyyyYYYYYYY?
... Except for it was obvious why, actually. The whole lesson thing.
Abey, who had been all comfortable snuggled up next to Junia and fully in danger of falling straight to sleep, did make the effort to sit up properly once his cousin told him to do so. Because, yes he was definitely exhausted, but he was still awake and also he wasn't rude and he knew to at least try to pay attention and everything in class, and to not willingly ignore the professors and to show them RESPECT. Also, if he ever did otherwise and word got back to his parents, his father would be furious, probably.
And then there was that SNAP and Abey - admittedly still (up until that point) half asleep and trying to get his bearings - jolted in alarm and instinctively grabbed hold of Junia's arm, his heart hammering like a stampeding hippogriff. No, a HERD of stampeding hippogriffs.
But it was okay. Apparently. Just... you know... a door. THE door. The classroom door. In the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom. On the first floor. In Hogwarts. The real Hogwarts.
... Okay.
Abey kept a firm hold of Junia's arm because it was there and all, and he was, by now, VERY wide awake. And maybe freaking out maybe just a very tiny bit, maybe sort of kind of a little more than a tiny bit. BUT TINY ENOUGH that nobody had any reason to really take NOTE, you know?
Breathing through the few minutes of dskhskjhkaksas in his brain meant that Abey chose not to try to respond to the first question but by the second, he was settled enough to answer. Sort of.
"Maybe if the vines appear up from the ground they can get something's feet and trap it there which is less frightening maybe than seeing ropes flying at you and trapping you and winding all around you and trapping you and not letting go and trapping you." Abey paused for a moment and stared sort of into space and reached for Junia's hand with both of his and squeezed it tight before looking back at Hirsch. "But... but are vines sort of like... like tendrils?" ... You know, like... like those tendrils... "Because if so then... then that's frightening too..."
.........
Abey turned to Junia and quickly whispered into her ear. "I don't want to be practiced on. I really really really don't." The hippogriff-stampede heartbeat was back.
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