 Divination LTA - Post 1 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
It had been a wild Saturday morning. The Hogwarts hippogriffs, for some reason, wanted to make her work extra hard today and so Claudine had spent a great deal of time and energy trying to feed them in addition to making sure they got to properly stretch their wings. She may have over exerted herself due to the fac that she hadn’t wanted Williamson to think that she was incapable of the tasks he had assigned her. Though… by now, the man ought to know better. Anyway…
The sixth year had now dozed off in one of the comfy armchairs in a corner of her common room and was in the middle of the dream. It was in fact, a nightmare {or a daymare?}. Williamson and Fuller-Thompson were both eyeing her with disappointment. They told her that they were disappointed with her conduct during her seven years at Hogwarts {obviously this dream was taking place near her time of graduation}. The men refused to write her letters of recommendation as they said they would have done. This meant that Claudine would be unable to intern at Reserves as soon as she graduated, or so she thought. The realisation made her start crying immediately, her body shaking with great, ugly sobs.
The real Claudine awoke with a start, her heart pounding and her breathing not exactly right… those old telltale signs of her anxiety at work. She sat there, replaying that dream but reminding herself that it was not real; that Williamson and Fuller-Thompson would not do that to her.
Nevertheless, it would count for her dream journal which she fished out of her bag from on the floor. As the details of the dream were vivid, there would not be any trouble transcribing all the details. |