 Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE!
Mamie's shoulders slumped. All year, the only thing she'd had to look forward to had been the prospect of going to her first Quidditch camp, of maybe even playing in the U14 league. But it was too late, and she couldn't sign up without her parents' permission. She was probably going to have a lot of convincing of her parents to do, too, so they'd know it was safe. For next summer.
"Not playing Quidditch," she said sadly. Though, her heart did lift a little bit when Claudine squeezed her arm. She didn't know the Slytherin well, but that was nice, at least.
She liked Claudine's idea of Minjae writing. "I don't think I'll ever get sick of letters again," she declared. After a whole year with no letters? It was not something she would take for granted. Even if the owl post couldn't deliver her Babulya's soup.
Mmmm. Soup.
Distracted by her stomach suddenly growling at the thought of soup, Mamie--whoops, Margaret--missed Claudine's leaving, and did not listen to whatever Minjae and the Ravenclaw (Dahlia? Was that her name?) were discussing. Not food, probably. But then, floating bread appeared? And someone was talking up at the staff table.
She didn't want to look at the staff table.
She noted Professor Aguilar was there. That was good, she wanted to ask him some last minute Quidditch questions before leaving for the summer, if she had the chance. And the empty seat... Her eyes welled with tears while she tried to focus on what the lady in the headmaster's spot was saying. A healer? And these were snacks? Mamie Margaret helped herself to some of the...strawberry bread, breaking off pieces to toss in her mouth. It was a little unexpected, putting fruit in bread, but she was hungry enough that she didn't care. Strawberries were good. Bread was good. Strawberries + bread were good.
She found she couldn't cry and eat at the same time, which was good, because it meant she was able to actually listen to the lady's speech while she chewed mindlessly on pieces of fruit bread. Not that the Healer Poppy lady really said much. Did she? Also, didn't they already have a school healer? Margaret hoped this didn't mean Professor Recard would be leaving. Maybe it just meant that the, er, what was it? Board of Governors? Maybe it meant the Board of Governers realized they needed two healers now, given all the. All the. She stopped chewing, tears returning as she suddenly looked around for Gemma. Was Gemma here? |