Text Cut: Mrs. Kurumi Lockhart
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Kurumi frowned a bit more as she glanced back at the picture and the description. That was just the problem though, she couldn’t just walk up and ask him about it. Every time he talked about his past, it was that he had always worked for the Japanese Ministry of Magic. The story she had been told was that after graduating from Hogwarts, he took a few years to study at some Wizarding universities in Europe and studied a semester abroad in Japan. It was during that time that he had met her mother and had put in his application with the Japanese Ministry to work in the International Magical Cooperation Department.
“I’m looking for answers,” Kurumi said simply shrugging her shoulders. “Father never mentioned any of this to me. He said he has always worked in Japan and never anywhere else.” And clearly he wasn’t very good at covering his tracks. Closing the book and hugging it close to her chest, Kurumi looked Treyen in the eye and her own violet ones shimmered a bit as tears began to form. “T-T-Treyen…I met a woman last term in Hogsmeade…s-s-she knew my father. Well, the him who was called Charles Gaunt…” She paused for a moment as her eyes flicked towards the stack of Daily Prophets. “He…He…He died…”
Thankfully, the prefect provided a pleasant distraction that turned her hair a slight tinge of pink. It was more a really REALLY dark magenta that most would not notice if they just took a quick glance at her. However, as each beat of her racing heart pounded in her chest, the change became more obvious. “I-I don’t always know what I am doing though,” she squeaked blushing a bit more. Although she wouldn’t mind if he changed her name to Mrs. Kurumi Lockhart with hearts around it. “Although, Arithmancy makes more sense to me than some other subjects do. With numbers, there really is no debating if it is a 7 or a 3. Numbers are numbers. Sometimes, with tea readings and the like, there is so much room for error. The difference between a giraffe and a shoe in one’s cup is very different.” Not that the two objects looked anything alike.
The slight frown on her lips disappeared with his next comment. “I think I prefer it as well,” she giggled.
Okay. Answers. Kurumi was going to have to be more specific if he was going to help her. Then again, she didn't mention she needed help, he was just offering himself for it.
Treyen nodded as Kurumi explained, but then...oh, no. Were those tears forming in her
beautiful violet eyes? NOOOOO. He couldn't deal with tears! Kurumi knew this much! And he WILL be panicking if he saw just one of those things falling down her cheeks.
"Okay," he started, shifting in his seat, eyes completely on Kurumi,
"Well, sometimes our fathers tend to think we don't need to know everything there is to know about them, you know, but I'm sure he never mentioned it because he thought it didn't matter," there was no way Treyen could be sure about such a thing, especially since this was the first time he was looking at the man, or his old self, or whatever.
But then his eyes widened when she told him about Hogsmeade, but quickly returned to normal,
"What were you doing in Hogsmeade last year, eh? You were a second year...," and second years cannot wander into Hogsmeade, right? Aha! She'd been breaking rules, like any Gryffindor would.
"Have you considered the option that the woman was lying? Or maybe thought she read something else instead? Or, well, maybe the Ministry had him working undercover and he needed to fake his own death? That happens, you know," he nodded, that sooo happened in those Detectives stories he read so much. Or, there was the possibility, that the man named Charles Gaunt had actually been killed and then Kurumi's dad took his identity, but...that couldn't possibly be true. And it's not like he was mentioning it, anyway.
Hey, now. That magenta matched her eyes perfectly. Amazing.
Seriously, Kurumi? Treyen chuckled,
"You know much more than I do," in Arithmancy, anyway, and about Numbers and Divination,
"Actually, I think the latter gives more control over things, like, you cannot choose numbers, but can choose what object you see in the teacup if there are some that are similar," not the giraffe and the shoe, unless it was a high-heeled one,
"It's fixed, and I think I prefer changeable things to interpret," that was also true. In BOTH, actually, but he was trying to make a point, and failing at it.
She giggled, and he smiled again,
"Do you really need to know?" because Hollingberry suited her oh-so-very-much.