 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Willow walked nervously into the makeshift classroom, looking at the log seats before wandering over to those logs reserved for the younger students. She smiled nervously when she saw Paris and settled next to her before looking over at the women at the front. She shivered involuntarily. The thought of apparating scared her. What if she got splinched and lost a vital body part? ...or, or ended up in Timbuktu never to be seen again? She bit her bottom lip as she watched the prefects converse with the women. The woman who appeared to be in charge's enthusiasm made her all the more nervous for some unexplicible reason. She placed her hands in her lap and looked down at them, trying her best not to fidget nervously. |