~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. It might have taken Ary a moment to catch on to what Jan was shaking his head about. He followed his friend’s gaze and immediately started to crack up. “Oh, man! That’s something my Dad Adi would do, except he’d be wearing red robes.” Because Dad Benny - and Adi’s bestie - had been a Gryffindor. “Id sure knows how to get creative.” Knowing Jan’s brother, the Gryffindor wouldn’t be afraid to get into any form of trouble over such antics.
Hearing his name being called, Ary turned his head to meet Bry’s gaze. “Hi!’’ He offered her the warmest smile as his fingers were wiggly-waved back. He watched her cross the Hall and take a seat beside him. Instead of brushing her fingers in return, Ary intertwined his with hers. “Almost done packing?” |