~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. Claudine did not have time to even think about if the other students had dropped their wands as she was still trying to escape from the insane Headmistress. “You wait until Headmaster Trent hears about you manhandling one of his students! Let go of me!’’ It was probably a good thing that her Hungarian Horntail heartstring-core wand was still somewhere on the ground. She wanted to ZAP! the Headmistress herself. If she couldn’t do that, she’d stamp on the woman’s feet. Yes. That was perfect. Claudine was going to give the lunatic three seconds to release her… ONE…
TWO…
THREE…
The first year lifted her right foot, ready to do as planned. A girl had to dream how that scenario played out because the moment the HeadCrazyLady commanded that they stop, she froze. At least those beastly gargoyles were being called off and Bernie would be okay. Slowly, Claudine lowered her foot. Perhaps this outcome had saved her from being shown a month’s worth of detention or something along the same line had she stomped on the woman's foot.
‘Stop’ also meant that Crazy Lady would stop manhandling her. Yes? |