A Poop * k8 *
That was too bad. Aboli would have O'd it out the park, you know, and she was very keen on good grades. At the moment, anyway. She was more worried about understanding material than good grades, but for now, she had good grades and wanted to keep it that way. There was a deep-seated fear of SOMETHING inside of Aboli, and it wouldn't dwell to get into that here.
So, Aboli merely smiled as Babs and Noah entered...and many people seemed to NOT WANT A POP QUIZ which only showed their weaknesses. Either fear of failure OR their failure to do what was asked of them - either way, Aboli felt superior, and that was very dangerous in the fifteen year old Aboli Song. "Being sneaky is something we magic folk are good at. We have to be...in order to avoid detection from muggles. Isn't Hogwarts charmed so Muggles can't find it? Even if they go LOOKING for it?" Not that they would because they don't even KNOW about Hogwarts. Aboli pulled out her notebook to begin taking notes, though. Everyone was making great points...probably until Kitt opened his mouth again. He managed to say the dumbest stuff in class. Aboli almost felt sorry for him.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |