 Granddaddy Ravenclaw | | Jermione Granger
The owl Nicky had received yesterday had really set her off, and today she was feeling even more heated. Usually, that would mean Nicky would be found anywhere but class, except that she had finally reached a level where she thought she could take no more confrontation, no more arguments with professors, or she'd do something immensely stupid.
Besides. Ichihara was one of the few professors, on the same list as Hirsch, that she didn't completely loathe.
So, here she was, walking into Transfiguration, early, and almost entirely in her proper uniform. Almost. The skirt was regulation length, her tie was properly knotted, and her shoes were laced. The one glaring item was the one thing she would not compromise on. Yet again, she had replaced the Ravenclaw crest on her robes with a crest from Castelobruxo.
She kept the strap of her bag over it, however, obscuring it from view as she entered the classroom. She nodded silently in greeting to Ichihara, who.. well.. Nicky thought she looked a little damp. For herself, she found the humidity familiar... refreshing even. Like home. She made her way to the back of the room and slid into a seat. Her eyes wandered to the glass containers... live transfiguration? But as she squinted at them, she could see no movement within.
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Has anyone ever sung you a lullaby?
You can fly above the rain clouds
Close your eyes
Let the melody carry you
Leave all your fears behind You can float across a rainbow sky
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