 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
It really could be like that sometimes, with them rattling off a random thought or question. At least they weren’t corny jokes. Not that there was anything wrong with those; anyone who knew Dhruv knew that they tried to keep a distance from that sort of humour since they went right over their head. “Makes sense. At least there’s the holidays for you two to have some together time.” Especially during the summer. “Nope. Forgotten that I’m rubbish with handling Muggle transportation, E? Remember your go-kart lesson? I was even terrible at that.” Still, the memory amused Dhruv everytime, which was evidenced now by the grin in place.
Apollonia certainly had taken her new position into stride. Dhruv approved, naturally. “Good evening, Apollonia. Might I say that you look extra splendid?” They turned their gaze towards the Hufflepuff Table and was honestly not surprised to see such a display of House pride, or so they thought. “Seems like you have some competition, Apollonia.’’ Dhruv had just noticed Vera also sporting some amount of House pride when Amelia appeared. “Good evening, Amelia,’’ they greeted. “I have the suspicion that Ms. Thanatos may have roped Ms. Dolph into this idea.” There was humour in their voice just thinking about Vera attempting to convince Maria to carry out such an outrageously brilliant idea. The DADA professor was not worried about the girls who didn’t seem to be in any sort of discomfort from the glitter; besides, Ean was more than capable of fixing the situation if they were.
“Hi, Norman,’’ Dhruv greeted the Transfiguration professor. “Thank you! It’s one that I’m already rather enjoying.” From their training courses at the Ministry in the plant aspect of their new duties over the summer to prepping the Grounds for the new term, Dhruv was having the time of their life. Speaking of an additional responsibility... the man who had made that possible arrived. “Hello, Wilber. Any particular new piece of music the members of the orchestra will be learning this term?” As for that joke, Dhruv paid no attention to it, though their brain did jump to the idea of Amelia wasting potions {sorry, Amelia!}.
Had Hadleigh been busy with her precious creatures hence her taking so long to arrive at the Feast? Dhruv lifted a hand in greeting to the colleague they were closest to {aside from Ean}. “Thanks, Hady.” Her confidence in them meant a lot. “The creatures doing all right?” |