Holly had so many opinions on Beauxbatons that she had almost filled a full diary with her complaints and thoughts. Some of her musings had helped her to understand things that were happening, such as that weird lesson with Professor Barlow in the Dining Hall because of the room being double booked - others, simply couldn’t be worked out, no matter how many pages she wrote or how many times she tried and tried and tried to find the truth (like why the French students hated them all so much or why everything seemed to be falling down around them again).
However, seeing the Gargoyles next to the Professor as she moved closer, made her pause. She had complained and moaned about the over-use of theory only lessons for Creatures only two nights ago. Hmm… Maybe someone was actually listening to her … Nah. She was only writing it down, she hadn’t actually bored anyone to tears with her complaints. Not even Alis or Jorgie. And definitely not Avery. They always had better things to do and talk about when they were together. Cute boyfriend was the cutest. Mmmmhhhmmmm.
With a wide smile and a wiggle of her fingers in the Professor’s direction, the Slytherin slipped onto a bench with Lucas and gave him a whispered
“Hi, Lucas!” before she gave the others that were sitting with him a smaller, but still sincere, smile.
… So…. Gargoyles???
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Mathys de Nostredame 
Kneeling for just a moment to indulge the gargoyle presenting its belly (the whimpering and whining would have been insufferable otherwise), Mathys rose and rested one arm behind his back to bow politely from the waist as usual when he began lessons. "Bonsoir et bienvenue. As you can see, today you will be given ze opportunity to work weeth our gargoyles. But before we get eento zeir handling, I would first like to ask you what knowledge you possess about illnesses zat eenfect and eenheebit creatures."
Leaning back in the wicker chair, sandwiched between Lucas and Elisa, Holly watched the Professor and the Gargoyle.
No one should be allowed to be that pretty. She bowed her own head slightly in return, probably looking ridiculous but she didn’t care. It was polite… right? That, or it didn’t make a difference either way. Oh well. It was done now.
Listening to the others that gave their answers, she bit her lip. Holly wasn’t the most up to date with Creatures, even with all of the time they had spent on theory this year. She loved arithmancy and runes too much. Whoops. However, that didn’t stop her from putting her hand in the air to offer an opinion. Even if it was wrong, who cared it would be a conversation point.
“Sir… I think that small insects an often pass flu’s and virus’ across to different creatures. Some of them are really really fatal… I think there is one that attacks birds specifically? …. Or was it horses… Maybe both?” She didn’t know, she had an idea that was floating around in her head but it seemed too much like mist; noncorporeal and just out of her reach to form into a proper description for the Professor. Whoops. Sorry.