 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
It was a long walk for Aria, all right. But she didn’t mind. She never did. Up the ladder she went and emerged through the trap door where she paused for a bit as she quickly surveyed the setting for the lesson. Tables with four chairs each, a candle at each table and around the rest of the room and the professor. Nothing out of the ordinary unless you count the lack of soothing music.
“Hello, professor! It’s lovely to see your pretty face today!” The Slytherin offered Euka a bright smile then turned to find herself a seat. Her attention almost immediately went to Violet, and Aria briefly debated whether she should sit with the girl or not. Eventually deciding that she would, she trudged over to Violet’s table. “The flame really can’t be THAT interesting,’’ the fifth year said by way of greeting. She flopped down on a random chair. |