 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Would Claudine be lying if she said she was happy for the term to end? No. No, she wouldn't be. Between the whole dramatics that occurred at Hogwarts this year {which was certainly more dramatic than the two previous years in her opinion}and her and Bernie's fight, the girl was exhausted. Yes, this went for both mentally and physically. All she was looking forward to was a nice, peaceful summer. There weren't any plans beyond sketching and visiting DA. Being introverted meant that she was selective with whom she chose to spend time with and for this reason, it wasn't often that she would agree to a sleepover or pool party. Unless of course, said activity was being held at the Blaze Mansion then she would spend a bit of time with the family before hiding. Social activities were too draining.
Claudine took a seat at the Slytherin table, careful to sit away from Eiji the Forever Brooding. If there was one seventh year she would be happy to see the back of, it was him. Making sure to keep her gaze averted from the Gryffindor table, it instead turned to the staff table where Schmoe and Williamson were among the seated.
Was it just her or did Williamson look grumpier than usual? Claudine had become quite used to the man's moods by now and was presently sitting there wondering if she had inadvertently done something wrong with the creatures that afternoon. Something bad enough to make the man even more grumpy. |