 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Jude felt the warmth starting to chase the chilliness away as he got closer out towards the pasture. It came as no surprise since all the professors did their best to ensure the students were comfy; he was especially sure that Hady would see to that. It was still weird for him to call her professor but he had a few more lessons in the school year to get there.
That warm smile was all too familiar to the Hufflepuff. “Hi, professor!’’ Jude grinned and added in an undertone, “See? I didn’t call you 'cousin' Hady this time!’’ A wink was thrown at the woman. “Please let Bry know that I’m up for teaching her dancing this summer. Totally forgot to let her know earlier…” Sorry, Bry! He could only hope the nine year old didn’t beat him up the next time he saw her for that. Eyeing the covered tables, the Hufflepuff headed off to flop himself down on a hale bay somewhere in the middle of the cluster. |