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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf He still wasn't sure how to feel about his favorite class here at Hogwarts considering things. Or, well, perhaps he should say his favorite subject since that was a more accurate wording. At least Professor Wayland was back to grinning again? He felt like it had been...a while.
But no matter the external circumstances, it was hard to dampen this Hufflepuff's mood at being outside and with the opportunity to handle creatures. And handle them under the guidance of someone who didn't experiment on them.
"Good day, Professor Wayland," Derf greeted cheerfully, a smile actually reaching his eyes for once as he made his way over towards the hay bales to sit. Quote:
Originally Posted by sarahlooo Natalie was shivering right up until she got to the barns, where she was suddenly welcomed by a heating charm. Oh, thank Merlin. That felt nice. And it was a reasonable heating charm, instead of a million degrees like the old lady who taught Charms.
After a pleasant sigh, Natalie took off her gloves and plopped herself down onto a hay bale. "Hi professor," she said with a smile. That smile, though, suddenly disappeared when she realized... Care of Magical Creatures lessons were going to be quite different now. She had enjoyed them, thanks to Derf, who had always taught her that creatures were much more wonderful than she had expected. And she liked to work with Derf in these classes. But that... that was over now.
After coming to that realization, Natalie sniffed, rubbed her nose and tried to shove her emotions into a dark corner of her brain where she couldn't find them while she tucked her gloves into her coat pockets. She would be okay. Right? ...and he didn't even think about ANYTHING as he made his way right on over to Natalie. It had been this way since first year and his instincts, being quite the creature of habit, saw no reason to change that. A lot of other things were changing. Could he keep this the same, please?
"Hey," he greeted as he plopped down and itched the back of his right hand, AGAIN not thinking any of this through or what awkwardness would soon follow. He was in his zone. His safe space. Everything was fiiiiiiiiiine here.
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