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Fred is awesome 
'Yeah, the House Elves are awesome! They sure know how to cook!' Rose grinned at the teacher. Some people found HoM boring, but it was the lesson she most looked forward to before she came here! She loved Muggle history, so Wizard history would be awesome too!
Gemma smiled at the girl, "
Yes, my favorite feast that they prepare is the one at the end of the term...it's like they want to tempt us to hurry back with their amazing food..." the thought of food made her a little bit hungry so she reached for a licorice wand and took a bite.
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Roselyn Staring at the door as it slowly opened, she leaned over a little so she could peer into the office, even if the door hadn't opened all the way as of yet. Huh, it wasn't as creepy looking as how the door opened. And now she remembered why she didn't like the history Professor. Too nice sounding.
"Thank you." she muttered, hesitantly making her way into the office. Taking a deep breath, she felt herself relax a bit more as she made her way towards where Professor Whatsyourname gestured her to go. Couches. Looked comfy.
Although she didn't sit. She stood by the couch, tapping a random beat on the side of her school skirt, and waited to be addressed. She didn't know how short or long this would take, so being comfy was out of the picture for now.
Gemma followed the girl towards the couches and was a little startled that she didn't sit down. She glanced at the girl and then at the couches and decided maybe the girl had been taught to wait for someone else to sit first, so she sat down and then said, "
Ms. Flores, I beleive..." she paused to make sure that she was correct on the last name. She could remember that the girl's first name was a flower...yes...Rose, but she wasn't sure on the last name...she quickly continued, "
Please have a seat." she said motioning with her hand for the girl to sit.
As she waited, she flicked her wand and a tray of goodies and drinks levitated from a side table and sat down on the little coffee table between the couches.
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Would you care for something to drink or nibble on while we converse and figure out what this visit is about?" she asked trying to figure out what the girl had on her mind. She could tell that this wasn't a social visit, but was still going to keep her manners about her and offer the girl the opportunity to get comfy.