 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
It certainly had been quite an eventful summer, an eventful one in the best ways possible, of course. A life changing decision had been made during that course of time, one which Dhruv had never seen themself saying ‘yes’ to. Yet, here they were… and they had no regrets about said decision.
They arrived at the Staff Table a step or two behind Ean and took their assigned seat with an air of someone ready to get to work immediately. Well, not at the moment since this was time for the Sorting Ceremony and the Feast. In any case, they had already been busy in recent days ensuring the Grounds were in excellent shape for all to enjoy. For now, Dhruv would relax.
Sarika had never thought that she would be back at Hogwarts teaching her utmost favourite subject. All that time in India had been quite beneficial to her, all the relationships - professional and of the friendly nature - that she had formed were missed but she had needed the change. And after one year of sabbatical, Hogwarts was exactly what she needed.
“Good evening, one and all!” Sari announced in her husky voice. Her richly golden saree with silver embroidery glittered under her robes. In her wake, her colleagues were bound to catch the light cardamom scent; the perfume she favoured was tinged with it. She now sat gracefully, though with her 5 feet 4 inches frame, she may appear vastly dwarfed in her chair. |