 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Aria McLeod was always excited for DADA. Who knew what the reason or reasons were but the point was, she was there at the classroom early. OOH?? What’s this? A gorgeous forest in the Castle?? SIMPLY SMASHING!! Aria was already a big fan of today’s lesson set up. Spotting dear Professor Madigan sitting on one of the many tree stumps, she happily skipped over to him. “Hello, hello, Professor!” the sixth year greeted and wiggling some fingers at him in what was supposed to be her version of a wave.
The only thing was, that action sent a small gust of wind at full speed towards Madigan. Aria’s eyes widened in horror and she hurriedly put her fingers - all of them - out of sight. “I’m so SORRY, professor! I don’t know how that happened!” It was true. These mishaps just seemed to keep happening and she had no idea how or why.
Feeling dejected, the Slytherin randomly picked a stump and sat, hugging her bag to her chest. The spotted trees hadn't even been noticed by her. |