 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Ary actually wasn’t taking any notice of anyone or anything happening in the Great Hall. It often happened, when he was concentrating super hard on the task at hand, everything else just got zapped into the background. The greeting, however, grabbed his attention. The voice sounded familiar though he couldn’t place it. “Hi,’’ he said, not looking up immediately as he tried to get the badger’s head shaped in the appropriate manner. News flash, folks! It was a challenge. When Ary finally did look up, he understood why he had not placed the voice immediately: Yulietta didn’t often speak {at least not around him}. He knew what it was like to not speak often. “Hi, Yulieta! What did you think of your second year here?” The third year genuinely wanted to know because he would rather not fill his Housemate’s silences with his own opinions about her second year.
Spotting Solomon’s smile, Ary waved the half completed paperclip-badger at him in greeting. Even if Ary wanted to say something to the sixth year, there wasn’t much time since Solomon’s friend quickly engaged him in conversation. He instead turned his gaze to the Hufflepuff table, seeking out half of the pair of his twin sisters. But Ary couldn’t see Dynah. Maybe she was just running late. Mentally shrugging, he got back to his little project. |