Chapter 337 - Stick (2/2)
A bit wary now, Rowan kept one eye on the door and her Ancient Runes textbooks. The class slowly began to trickle in as the round face of Andrew Abbot appears in the doorway. Slightly red-faced, Andrew says, ”Rowan, I thought you'd abandoned me!”
”No, I only got an Acceptable in Ancient Runes,” Rowan replied causing Andrew to choke. ”I'd like to aim for an Excellent at least.”
”Bloody overachievers,” Andrew grumbles under his breath, before brightly saying, ”Well at least I'm not alone in this class.”
”I should hope not,” Rowan said with a faint smile as she pulled out a small gift from her bag. ”Here I got this for you.”
Andrew curiously takes the small box and opens it. Inside is a powerful rune pendant causing Andrew to exclaim. ”Is this what I think it is?”
”I owe you one from last year,” Rowan truthfully said.
”Thanks, Rowan,” Andrew flashed her a grin of utter delight. ”But you didn't have too, it was just a favor between friends.”
”I know, but I dislike being in anyone's debt,” Rowan said as Andrew merely shook his head at his friend. But then again, that's always how she had been. And Slytherins disliked being beholden to no one. More so in this case given that Rowan was actually Salazar Slytherin's descendant.
”Is something wrong?” Rowan asked as she noticed Andrew staring at her.
”Hard to believe that you're Salazar Slytherin and Merlin's descendant,” Andrew chuckled as he put his gift away.
”Yes, well, I'm not one for bragging,” Rowan drily said as the room quieted down as the petite witch in dark blue robes sweeps into the room. Her crooked dark hat still matches her slightly crooked button nose. A tad pale with coffee-colored hair neatly pulled up with a startling pair of eyes, blue and brown.
Professor Babbling nods at the students before her and says, ”I hope that none of you have forgotten last year's lessons. I know that one of you hasn't.”
Rowan winces at being pointed out as Hortense Sicca can be heard muttering, ”Teacher's pet.”
Strangely enough, Quyen Crowley didn't add anything to the snarky remark and tactfully remained silent. But then again given the announcement by her grandfather over the summer, no few families had sternly warned their children to be polite to the Prince grandchildren. Especially those in Slytherin for obvious reasons.
”Please open your books!” Professor Babbling instructed as she wrote on the blackboard. Soon the only sound that could be heard was the sound of their doing as they were told. Overall, it proved to be a delightful class as Rowan found that thanks to her frantic studying over the summer, she'd improved much more on her fluency at reading and translating. At least something good came out of all that.