 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Claudine had made sure that she had signed up for the Duelling Club when the announcement had been made. As a second year, she wasn’t very adept with her spell work as yet and thought that every opportunity that she was given to change that, she would snap it up. Also, she wanted to duel a professor and secretly hoped it would be Schmoe.
“Good afternoon, Headmaster.’’ Without any further greeting, she proceeded to find a place to be. Was she nervous about duelling? No. In fact, it sent slivers of anticipation waving through her. Claudine was more than looking forward it. While she waited and her thoughts on the activity to come, she absently stared at a bluebell torch, watching the flame flicker. |