 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Okay, now that Claudine had gotten her flowers, she’d just go about sketching the boars and the vines. That was her plan and it would be very nice if everyone left her in peace now. Though she did eye Holden; he couldn’t be blamed for the way he thought. Hogwarts could be so, so very dangerous. Maybe she and the others should be careful with the flowers. Claudine slipped the two she held in her hands between pages of her sketchpad.
“Sounds like a good idea, professor,” the Snakette replied absently. “Looking forward to it.” If Holden planned to hold the lesson during this school year, that is, since Claudine would be graduating in a few months time. She began to work on outlines of a boar, falling silent and ignoring the other persons there. |