Being out the fresh air really felt like a blessing today. Ingrid had a wide smile on her as she strode through the grounds, her long hair billowing behind her like a dark curtain as she made her way towards where her Muggle Studies lesson was being held today.
“Hello Professor. You look…er…happy this evening?” She never quite knew how to describe her Muggle Studies professor because he always seemed so awkward. Like when you’re in the same room as your parents and they kiss or something and you just can’t stand looking because it’s disgusting. Okay, maybe that was being a little dramatic, partly because she’d never actually had that problem to begin but that was besides the point.
“Do you need a hand lighting the firepits Professor?” she asked politely, a small smile on her face as she made her way towards the other students, not really expecting him to need any help at all. By the looks of it, they were most likely making S’mores or some other muggle type thingy. Not wanting to stand, the youngest Luck placed her backpack up against a log and then sat down around the firepit, her eyes on the grounds around them. What were the chances that a creature would sniff out any of the treats that Schmoe had obviously prepared for them and came to investigate? One could only hope. |