A Poop * k8 *
Victoria thought that flying was one of her favorite classes. It didn't require as much mental effort as, say, potions or Transfiguration...not as much concentration as DADA or Charms....and was a complete snore!fest like History or Muggle Studies could be.
Like, it was FLYING. It was COOL.
And V had no desire to sit here and chat. She wanted to FLLLLLY. But having been in Kazmi's classes for a bit now, she knew to expect the lesson to move on eventually. But she couldn't - or wouldn't???? - stop wiggling, not even to answer the question. it seemed OBVIOUS didn't it? Only a complete IDIOT would rely on a crash!landing to stop their movement.
BUT OH.
THIS REMINDED HER OF - "Inertia!" How did she even know that word? "Isn't crash landing an example of inertia???????" Was that related? Whatever. It was probably, like, the biggest word she knew, and so she was going to flaunt it. Even if she didn't know how to spell it or say it properly. "Some guy made a law about movement, I think." Which was dumb. How did that work, anyway?
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |