Honoria was insanely excited about potions, second to charms it felt like the most lady like subject, and she had long imagined herself daintily stirring powerful potions. She had eagerly taken her position near Lou and Odessa, her beautiful quill at the ready to take the notes that would make her the magical wizz that she knew herself to be.
She started work on the potion, absently chewing on her lip, making notes on what the professor was saying and then documenting each step she was taking, so that if this potion ended up being successful she could document her success for her mother -and she wanted every detail to be able to recount.
(Not doing it- because its me)
She started work on the potion, absently chewing on her lip, making notes on what the professor was saying and then documenting each step she was taking, so that if this potion ended up being successful she could document her success for her mother -and she wanted every detail to be able to recount.
(Not doing it- because its me)