 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
Regina, as per her duty to the school, was in attendance among the crowd. Black dress, black heels, and a golden necklace were all accounted for. There was even a smile on her face, though that was more for looks than anything. Truth be told, the headmistress was more worried for the play's debut than excited about it. Though things had been rather quiet in one regard for over a month, her mind was still not at ease.
"After everything that's happened this term, here we are," she stated to her date quietly, their usher long departed. There was neutrality in her voice. She admired Paul and the casts' determination for the show to go on, though the incident that happened nearly two months ago...
It was then she casted a look over to Roderik, more or less to distract her mind. All was going to be fine.
To be totally honest, Robyn did not want to watch some silly play. Theatre just wasn't her thing. But it was her adoptive number-loving mother, constantly watching her since being hired, that insisted she attend. She had even used the school paper as a reason for her to be part of the crowd. In the end, it came down to her going on her own or them showing up together. So, there she was, on her own, out of defeat.
But someone must've put some Felix Felicis in her drink at supper. Her seat was right next to Apollo Kennedy. The Slytherin was not disappointed in his presence, considering she could have wound up next to their bimbo Head of House and Divination professor. Things could have been far worse, needless to say.
"Fancy seeing you here," the fellow fifth year said as she took her seat.
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