 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Ary felt one hundred percent miserable while on this mirror call. Don’t get him wrong, he was rather happy to see his fathers but it was the views of the Reserve that made him upset that he was not at home. He was homesick for the Reserve and it was for this reason that there had been such a challenge for him to settle in at Hogwarts. Ary brought himself around to Drake’s bed in their dorm and sat down heavily on it. Where was Drake? He wanted to show his friend the Reserve since his dad was currently holding the mirror over a paddock of Hippogriffs.
“They look happy,’’ Aryan remarked, which was more than he could say for himself right now. Squinting happened as the view shifted around the paddocks. “Baby griffs!’’ he exclaimed, slightly cheered by the smaller creatures ambling about a few larger ones; the latter was no doubt the mothers.
“Born a few weeks ago!’’ Adi replied.
Ary could hear the pride in his voice and made a face. How he wished he had been there. “Hey, Drake. Come see the baby hippogriffs.” |