 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Sitting at the Hufflepuff table that evening during his final feast, it had finally dawned upon him that there was more bothering Keigh than just his graduation. He wasn’t sure what that was just yet because he had been too busy mentally chiding himself for not seeing it earlier. Given the fact that there was so much conversation happening, the Headmaster’s speech, eating and more conversation after, Jude hadn’t gotten the chance to prod Keighley about what was up. Even after the Feast, she had made such an escape that Jude had become alarmed. He hastily told Dafydd that he’d be up to their dorm shortly before seeking out the baby Anders.
Jude found her curled up on an armchair, recognising her from her familiar mop of hair. The young man silently perched on the arm nearest to Keigh’s feet. Reaching under the blanket, he tickled her feet to get her attention. |