 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Ary beamed up at the Disney princess that was Desiree. He knew she wouldn’t refuse, she was that kind. He had no issue keeping up with the Hufflepuff even though he was doing his best to match her strides and not get in her way at the same time. He looked around the Forest carefully as they moved further in. “I think it’s lit well enough for now.” When the time came, with his, Bry’s and Desiree’s wands lit, no doubt they’d be able to see even better. He glanced over his shoulder. Ary had been surprised and highly disappointed that Drake hadn’t joined him. He tried not to let the daunting thought that Drake was getting bored of their friendship and wanted other friends bug him.
But it did and he was frowning more and not really concentrating on the task at hand. It was Desiree’s question that brought him back. “Er… no?” Realising he was way back in the search, the second year hurriedly trained his gaze on the flora nearby. Eventually, they came upon something stringy tangled in a bush. “What’s this?” he asked, moving over to the bush. “It’s hair,’’ he began excitedly. “It could be unicorn, the colour’s right! What do you think, Desiree? And do you have those baggies Professor Paton mentioned?” He had forgotten to grab some. Oops. |