 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
A quiz bowl activity!
Excellent!
Dhruv loved quizzes, both taking part and observing. Today, however, they aimed to just be an observer. It would not be fair to the students if they took part now, would it? They slid into the Great Hall, removing their shades as they did so. “Hallo, Headmaster Norman,’’ they said softly to the Transfiguration professor, voice heavy jest. “Everything all set?” they continued as the glasses were tucked onto the front of their shirt, against their chest. Oh, look. Dark chocolate! Dhruv will be snagging a bit of that soon-ish.
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Quiz bowls weren’t bad, even if the questions were sometimes difficult. This was Aryan’s opinion anyway. As he made his way into the Hall, the Slytherin observed the set up, the snack and the two professors that were so far there. There was a finger wiggle-wave for each of them {though a more relaxed, enthusiastic one for Khanna because they happened to be Dad Adi’s friend} as he settled at the Snake table.
His gaze drifted to the food, automatically seeking out the sours followed by the salty. No sweets for him as usual, thanks. |