Dierdre played with her wand as the noisy class took it’s sweet magical time calming down enough for Professor Quirrel to speak without raising his voice at all. She used it to flip randomly through her muggle studies text, stopping on any photograph or word that caught her eye as interesting. “Airplanes just look so clunky to actually fly through the air.” She said aloud to no one in particular.
“You’re not wrong there Dee,” Aeryn smiled, looking over from her own textbook which was open on a page about Toasters and their apparent use in attempting to kill slices of bread.
“Well of course I’m not. I’m rarely wrong.” Dierdre gave a glance and a smirk at the Gryffindor and then flipped again to a different interesting subject while the stuttering professor continued his lecture.
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