 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
The Tickling Charm?
Aria chortled. “Thanks for that idea, professor!’’ The old hag deserved that sort of Charm to be used on her, honestly. UGH! Just look at little Desiree being all elegant with her cape! Aria strongly approved of the way the Hufflepuff handled it. “Did your dad get injured by them?'’ she asked in concern. Even though the event had happened when Desiree was younger, Aria fully sided with her for hating Inferi. If any such things attacked her fathers, she would definitely hate them too.
As for Luther and his tale… Aria laugh-snorted in a very unlady-like manner. That was the funniest thing she had heard in a while even if she couldn’t decide if the young Gryffindor was pulling her leg or not. “Yes, let’s ask her about that. Afterwards, we can hit her with that Tickling Charm.” Aria curtsied once more. “Thank you, kind Sir.” The Slytherin ‘vampire’ led the way to Umbridge’s portrait. “Madam Umbridge, is it true that you kissed all the frogs from the Black Lake resulting them turning into some rather dashing princes?’’ She threw Luther a wink while they waited for their answer. |