 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Claudine felt guilty and saddened as she watched Aguilar taking in responses. Her own words plagued her. Unhappily, she folded her legs under her and propped her elbows on each thigh. On each hand, she rested her chin. Her eyes were averted from anyone. Even when Aguilar spoke after everyone had given their answer, her eyes never raised. It wasn't until the demonstration time came around that her eyes shifted. Even then, they remained fixed on the student's broomstick
Broom surfacing?
Maybe that’ll cheer her up a bit? The poor muggleborns though… they couldn’t even enjoy the lesson. Claudine arranged her face into neutrality and as best that she could manage it, an uncaring expression then got to her feet, broomstick in hand. Not looking at anyone, she mounted the broom and kicked off. Higher and higher, bit by tiny bit, she rose, the broomstick steady.
Claudine just couldn’t bring herself to stand yet though. She didn’t feel focused enough. |