 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
It had been a slow process, but by now Stas had come to terms with the fact that Professor Stewart was just as much of a victim of the events of the previous few terms as she was. She might have still been a tiny bit hesitant in Muggle Studies lessons due to the memories, but it was getting better. It was getting back to where it had been first year, anyhow, and oddly enough being named prefect had helped her with some aspects of Muggle society that she hadn’t considered yet. Their theme for the start-of-term party, anyway.
Being Friday, the tall blonde fourth year had taken advantage of the new rule and worn jeans, knee boots and a fuzzy pink sweater to class, her prefect badge pinned to the sweater as it was when she was in uniform. The setup of the classroom barely got her attention as she’d headed for an open seat near a window, sending the professor a smile on her way there. “Good day, Professor Stewart.” See, no hard feelings here.
__________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees
...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥ |