 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Ary was far happier to watch Aunty Hady and the pseudo dragon eggs while they waited for other students to join them.In fact, he only looked around at the sound of the voices of his friends, Vera {who received a cheeky grin} and Bry included. His girl bestie really had nothing to complain about regarding the dragon eggs and eventual dragons not being real; she could always come around to his place anytime and see the real things.
“I’m not sure your mama would encourage you addressing her that way,’’ Ary remarked, grinning and by way of a greeting. He playfully pulled on her pinky with his. “Course I am! It’s going to be extra fun because I know we’re going to ace this project easily.’’ When Bry broke into song, Ary chuckled because yes, he did recognise it easily. He even joined her in singing a few lines quietly.
But that had to be cut short sometime after when Aunty Hady got things started. Egg selection! “Let’s go!’’ Ary told Bry excitedly. He led the way to the dragon eggs where he took an entire minute to decide which would be his. Yes, Ary knew the eggs were all like but he needed to select the one that spoke to him. In the end, the Slytherin carefully picked up an egg from somewhere in the middle of the lot. Pleased with his choice, he headed back to his seat.
As for any questions, he had none. |