 Arts TRANSPONSTER!
Had this been after any other school year Anna would probably be feeling much better about the whole Beauxbatons situation. But it wasn't. This was right after the most intense - in a very bad way - of her school years so far for more than one reason. On top of that, it was now her very last year at school and she wouldn't even get to go to her beloved Gryffindor Common Room.
So of course this Gryffindor prefect had been in a bad mood since before getting into those fancy Abraxan carriages. The fact she was in a ridiculously posh palace and in France? Nope, it didn't get her excited one bit.
The seventh year entered the Dining Chamber looking tired and annoyed. One of the few things that wasn't annoying her, however, was the fact she would get to sit with some of her friends from other houses. She supposed there would be a silver lining of sorts.
"Hey." She greeted those already at the table, mainly Patrick, in a very unenthusiastic tone. She sent a quick look at the head table and noticed there was a big group of adults already there, including a few she didn't know. Assuming the one sitting at the fanciest chair was the Head of Beauxbatons, Anna took her seat along with the others.
Could they get the year started yet? The sooner the began, the sooner they'd be done, right? If only. |