 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Usually, Claudine liked to be left alone but this was an exception to the people she liked. One such person was Curtis. “Hi, Curtis. Feeling as hungry as I am?’’ she asked as an icebreaker. Yes, she was indeed hungry. It was just one of those phases. Oh, Aboli was joining them. Claudine liked her too. “Hi, Aboli. You look extra chipper tonight.’’ Spotting the Slytherin that was Ms. Perfect Isla, she nodded in return to the smile. The third year wondered if Isla and Bernadette were as good friends still as she thought they were.
Jillian was probably the only seventh year of this batch that she would miss. Claudine always thought that the girl was a capable prefect. “Good look for the future, Jillian.” Oh, look. It was big baby Blake. He was pointedly ignored. |