 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Krittika clung to Athena’s hand as she let herself be half tugged towards the Ravenclaw table. She didn’t know where Thena got all that energy from but she was willing to be that her friend had been up extra early completing those moments of fencing practise she enjoyed a little too much; that practise had to have had a huge influence. “I think I lost my brother,’’ Kritti commented mildly as she seated herself at the table. “We lost yours too apparently. Bet we’ll see them a mile off though,’’ the sixth year added, grinning so that her dimples showed. Both Kartick and Dio were rather tall, after all.
And where was Justus? Kritti mentally shrugged. Everyone would find her soon enough. As it was, she was simply going to chill out here, and perhaps for a lot of the term since there were no major exams on the horizon for her. |