 I think there's still a seat at this table. If not, I'll edit. Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll
Heath still wasn’t sure what to make of divination. He had his doubts about it, but he also thought that one didn’t necessarily have to believe in a subject to gain knowledge from it. Regardless of his opinions of the subject itself, Professor Kitridge was one of his favorite teachers here, and that was enough to make him look forward to divination class. He spotted her at her desk immediately upon walking into the room and greeted her with a slight smile, “Hello, Professor Kitridge.”
His dark eyes scanned the room in search of a place to sit; it wasn’t a hard decision. He quickly beelined for the table where with his fellow fourth years (Fiona, Morgan, & Claudine). If he couldn't’ sit alone, sitting with people he knew was the next best thing! “Hey,” he greeted the others as he took the remaining seat. He set his bag down and pulled out a quill and parchment.
It was only after he arranged his supplies that he noticed the clothes and dressing stations at the back of the room. Wasn’t it a little late for Halloween costumes? Hmm… maybe they were doing a play today… that would explain the clothes. Jumping Jawas, that would be fun! Please be a play, he thought to himself, and if it is, please give me the lead role! Now he was getting really excited for this lesson!
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led
If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |