 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
One said friend already there happened to be Violet. Claudine immediately broke into a smile upon seeing the girl. “Hi, Violet.’’ She paused, considering the question, one which she had never yet had to answer out aloud. “I really am. I’m quite excited about what awaits beyond Hogwarts. But you… fifth year already! That means OWLs. Nervous?”
The seventh year eyed Darius. “Oh, it was fine. Yours? And those OWL results?” No, she wasn’t being nosy, just hopeful that Darius had gotten at least a majority of pass grades. Catching Maya’s nod, Claudine waved. See, she liked that third year mainly because Maya was so quiet and didn’t go around making unnecessary noise. But from her observation, the third year seemed to be uncomfortable? being a Slytherin.
Claudine arched an eyebrow at Blake. Was he doing alright? Not confused or anything, right? “Hi, Blake. Look at you, all grown up.” She threw him a smirk, finding the need to give him a difficult time as she always did. “Oh hi, Bella. I did. I tried my hand at the Coin Designing. Lots of fun there too.”
How much longer until the speech? This Snakette was hungry. |