 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Claudine wasn’t that into flying though she was passable at it. For this reason, she didn’t own her own broom and had to borrow one of the School’s ancient Nimbus’. Yes, she had remembered to dress appropriately. “Good afternoon, Professor,’’ she said, addressing the man whom she thought handsome. You read right. Claudine Blaze, for the first time ever, found a professor to be handsome. Mhmm. “Interesting set up you’ve got here.” Were they actually there for a flying lesson?
The fifth year chanced a glance at the man’s face once more before following his instructions. She pulled up a patch of grass away from the pool and next to Avalon. With the Nimbus beside her, the girl decided that she wouldn’t be telling Heath what she thought of Aguilar in case she hurt his feelings. Then she remembered… they weren’t exactly talking much.
“Hi, Avalon. That your own broomstick?’’ |