Cassandra Trelawney (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} blondemagic) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} hogwarts_dawn, |
Right, that was just a lot of overwhelming detail and she didn't want to even think about it. Though she did offer, "There've been underground trains in London since 1863." And that was long before even she was born. But the rest was a bit confusing and too much for now.
She hadn't been expecting to get a demonstration so maybe she was a little disappointed when he pulled away - only to shrink down into a wee rat much like the one that had been following her in her dreams. Instinctively, she made a slightly high-pitched, "Awww!" And as he changed back, she smiled, "If you ever want to take a nap in my pocket..."
Cassandra wouldn't ask him to sing. She suspected that a lot of that would be up to her. Maybe she wouldn't bother the Headmaster with teaching lessons and focus on the gardening instead. Or perhaps she could find the time and energy to do both. She wasn't sure yet. Either way, her hand was back in Peter's, once more flush up against his side. "Onward then. Let's be off."