She giggled at riveting. “Oh, how interesting,” Matilda offered at his own research. “I still take Potions as well,” she explained, to assure him that she wasn’t feigning her interest. “You’ll have to tell me what you discover.” She could quote his research in her essays.
“Oh, yes, that would be nice,” Mattie agreed, more pleased by his offer than the prospect of giving herself more books to read at the moment, if it meant he briefly put down his. She straightened up and smoothed down her dress over her hip before flitting to his side, waiting for him to take the lead. From a distance he was tall, but from his side he was rather a giant.
“I imagine the night skies are quite something out here,” Mattie said innocently, (as if the rolling Welsh mountains and wide open valleys were so incredibly different from Scotland). “Do you know of any nice stargazing spots? Away from the dragons, I mean.” She grinned.
“Oh, yes, that would be nice,” Mattie agreed, more pleased by his offer than the prospect of giving herself more books to read at the moment, if it meant he briefly put down his. She straightened up and smoothed down her dress over her hip before flitting to his side, waiting for him to take the lead. From a distance he was tall, but from his side he was rather a giant.
“I imagine the night skies are quite something out here,” Mattie said innocently, (as if the rolling Welsh mountains and wide open valleys were so incredibly different from Scotland). “Do you know of any nice stargazing spots? Away from the dragons, I mean.” She grinned.
