 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Yet another CoMC lesson.
Claudine had gotten used to them and found that she enjoyed them a lot more than when they were at Beauxbatons. Secretly, she was pleased that de Nostredame had chosen to return with them for he was a very capable professor. Today, Claudine was not amongst the very first to arrive but when she did, her gaze immediately fell on the birds in the cage. It took her a second extra to realise that they were… off. But why?
That piercing gaze moved to de Nostredame. “Good afternoon, Professor.’’ She said nothing about the birds as she was certain classmates before her had pointed out the obvious. Instead, Claudine made her way to a bale of hay to perch on.
Away from everyone, of course. |