 Lil' gooz | Sarangel | Junior Dweeb
Norah had woken up early for this one, mmhmm. There were certain things that had to be done before a DADA class, namely looking in the mirror for five hundred billion years just to make sure her cheeks were NOT going to go red. Prefect's orders. It wasn't allowed. Her cheeks hadn't done a very good job with it in all the other DADA classes this term, but it this was her lesson. She'd practiced, okay? Practice made...something close to perfect than she was at this point. The perfection part of the prefect deal was still decidedly out of reach, but that was likely true for everybody except for Sophie Brown who was probably perfect from the second she was born.
When she stepped into the classroom, her eyes went directly to Professor Dakest, her eyebrows went directly upwards, and the corners of her mouth went directly into their smiling position. Where did the bottom half of him GO? "Good morning professor." Her greeting had a tendency to be soft and mumbled in this particular class, and today was no exception. There was no blushing, at least, so that was a cause for celebration all in itself. Apparently having an invisible bottom half didn't make it any easier to not be in in awe of him, which was completely unfair. Maybe he could make his face invisible next time. That would be a shame, though.
She finally noticed that there were no chairs and desks set up, so she retrieved a board before choosing a place on the floor. Alright. Cool. Hopefully this wouldn't be as embarrassing as the patronuses had been.
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