 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Ary arched a questioning eyebrow, despite himself, at Maria complaining about the beanbag. Had he gotten there earlier to hear Vera complain of same, he would have wondered if Maria was having a teenage personality crisis. She seemed intent on switching her personality to Vera’s. It didn’t help that the two had also been outrageously dressed at the Feast. Oh well. It wasn't his problem, but he did know that Aunty Hady {whom he did know he could always talk to about anything, yes} would never provide uncomfortable anything for anyone. Not intentionally, anyway.
Emma’s presence beside him had Ary looking around. “Hi, Emma.” She was offered a smile. “Sure.” He now fixed her with a curious gaze. Did she want to talk about anything in particular?
Now, had Ary felt the material the beanbags and mats had been made from, he would have known in a heartbeat what it was. But since he was all too familiar with the great reveal of dragons, he didn’t need to do so now. How did he feel about today’s topic? For starters, it certainly lifted his mood; Ary even began to grin a bit. He was so going to excel at this lesson!
On a slip of parchment labelled with his name, the Slytherin got to work. Did he have any trouble with the activity? Some amount since it was just the skeletal forms of the dragons shown to the class. He refused to use his textbook for help, relying on his extensive knowledge of dragons {thank you, dad and papa!} instead. Ary took his time in analysing each skeleton and picturing actual images of each dragon breed so that he could arrive at his answers. |