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SilverTiger · 09-06-2019, 07:01 AM

Just the matter of finding lessons was proving to be infinitely harder than most everything else here at Beauxbatons. Carys knew where everything was at Hogwarts ~~including the Quidditch pitch which she still hadn’t found here~~. Luckily it was still early, so she was hoping that meant it was more understandable if they got a bit lost right now. Not that it didn’t help that a lot of the Beauxbatons students didn’t seem very willing to help them. Or prove that they understood more than just French. She’d been tempted a few times to just say something in Welsh just to prove a point to them.

Finding the classroom for the DADA lesson wasn’t as hard as it might have been, though, considering she’d mostly had to just follow the others from the Herbology lesson that had finished before this lesson. It had given her time to quickly make sure she wasn’t too disheveled from Herbology, too, while she’d walked. And to verify she had the appropriate textbook in her bag, which was more of a cursory check than anything as she’d known she’d put it in there before she’d headed for breakfast.

The classroom itself didn’t look anything like the usual DADA classroom, either, although the smile she had given the headmaster was the same one she usually gave. “Good morning, Headmaster Trent,” she added, glancing around at the already occupied tables. Her sister wasn’t there yet, it seemed, nor a lot of her housemates, and she didn’t particularly want to claim a table all for herself so ultimately she’d headed over toward the grouping currently occupied by her cousin.

“Do you mind if I join you, Cole?,” she asked, more out of general politeness than actually feeling she needed permission before sitting down in one of the empty seats. She guessed it hadn’t exactly mattered, anyway. Seats would probably be filled soon enough.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,285 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Fourth Year x5 x3	joining Cole Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Just the matter of finding lessons was proving to be infinitely harder than most everything else here at Beauxbatons. Carys knew where everything was at Hogwarts ~~including the Quidditch pitch which she still hadn’t found here~~. Luckily it was still early, so she was hoping that meant it was more understandable if they got a bit lost right now. Not that it didn’t help that a lot of the Beauxbatons students didn’t seem very willing to help them. Or prove that they understood more than just French. She’d been tempted a few times to just say something in Welsh just to prove a point to them. Finding the classroom for the DADA lesson wasn’t as hard as it might have been, though, considering she’d mostly had to just follow the others from the Herbology lesson that had finished before this lesson. It had given her time to quickly make sure she wasn’t too disheveled from Herbology, too, while she’d walked. And to verify she had the appropriate textbook in her bag, which was more of a cursory check than anything as she’d known she’d put it in there before she’d headed for breakfast. The classroom itself didn’t look anything like the usual DADA classroom, either, although the smile she had given the headmaster was the same one she usually gave. “Good morning, Headmaster Trent,” she added, glancing around at the already occupied tables. Her sister wasn’t there yet, it seemed, nor a lot of her housemates, and she didn’t particularly want to claim a table all for herself so ultimately she’d headed over toward the grouping currently occupied by her cousin. “Do you mind if I join you, Cole?,” she asked, more out of general politeness than actually feeling she needed permission before sitting down in one of the empty seats. She guessed it hadn’t exactly mattered, anyway. Seats would probably be filled soon enough. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥