Chapter 187 - Darcy Travers (2/2)
Sneering Rowan says, ”At least I can get one.” Immediately Regulus flushes and steadily keeps his gaze down knowing better than to intervene between a girl's spat.
The wavy dark-haired girl scowls at Rowan and says, ”Well, I never!”
Swiftly coming to her friends rescue the gaunt girl with plastered murky hair to her skull, Hortense Sicca hisses, ”At least she's not dating a child!”
Arching an eyebrow, Rowan frostily says, ”Oh, is that what Gil Goyle thinks of you? Well, I would suppose you would know given that he is a sixth year this year.”
Hortense Sicca loudly begins to choke as the third member of their posse comes to her rescue. A bloated faced girl with sausage sized curled hair, Gertrude Fowl says, ”Well, at least we weren't caught out with a boy all night!”
”Oh, you mean dear old Xeno?” Rowan chuckled. ”I wasn't out with him so to speak as he has no interest in dating at the present moment. And even if I was, he's a pureblood what of it?” Unable to think of any other comebacks, the three girls flounce further away to sit down in a huffy stint.
”Ye gods and little fishes,” Rowan muttered under her breath. ”What unfortunate luck do I have running today?”
”At least Tiffany wasn't here,” Regulus finally piped in. ”She'd had torn their hair out.”
Rowan loudly snickers, ”That she would have, while Silvia would have given them a nice black eye. Bethanie, on the other hand, would have politely stared them down and made them feel as though insignificant cockroaches.”
Regulus hid a bashful smile at the image, before grabbing a crepe as Rowan quickly followed suit. By the time, Rowan had gotten to her second plate of hazelnut chocolate stuffed crepes with whipped cream, everyone else had arrived. They all made small talk as they ate.
Not long after, Professor Slughorn appears with the school schedules and begins to pass them out. ”Potions, Charms, and DADA,” Terry remarked. ”Not too bad for the first day.”
”Yes, well, you don't have Gobbledegook,” Rowan grimaced as Severus flashed her a smirk.
Ignoring her smug younger brother, Rowan asks, ”Bethanie, will you be joining the Hogwarts Orchestra after all?”
”Mm, mother was pleased with my talent for music and allowed it,” Bethanie said with a grin causing her long, auburn hair wavy hair to ripple at her sudden movement.
Rowan didn't comment on the fact that the spray of freckles across Bethanie's nose had vanished over the summer. Either a potion or some sort of treatment had been given to vanish them. And she knew for a fact that Bethanie had not minded them, it had to be that mother of her that must have ensured the change.
Glancing over at the dark-haired, sharp-featured Silvia, Rowan didn't see anything different. Silvia must have noticed Rowan's glance because she raised her blue-gray eyes at her with a question in them. Shaking her head at Silvia, Silvia shrugs before returning to her plate. Silvia hadn't changed much over the summer but grown a bit taller.
Tiffany on the other had looked the same as usual, cute with her short strawberry blond hair and bright blue eyes. Beyond the new wardrobe from France, there wasn't much that Rowan could ask about in public concerning Tiffany's to be betrothed. Still, she did have some rather nice flawless smooth skin. She must be using some new moisturizer or beauty potion as Tiffany's skin didn't look this good before.
Terry looked much the same with his angelic, fragile prince features. His hazel eyes seem to sparkle, this morning having recovered from last night's exorbitant feasting. Though he had grown a bit taller which was something at least. Either way, none of them had really overall changed over the summer which strangely was a relief to her.