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Lauren blushed furiously at Kurumi's comment. She liked that. A real lioness. And then she blushed again at Kurumi's casual acceptance of her hug. It was a hard adjustment for her, but people like the Gryffindor Prefect and Orchid made this whole "friends your own age" thing much easier.
"Thanks," she smiled warmly. "And uh, fair enough," Lauren chuckled and then followed Kurumi's gaze to the boy who had stripped off his uniform.
"Oh that's awful," Lauren winced at the mention of punishment. "My Dad was once writing this book on old wizarding families in Europe. Like old-old, we still live in castles old. Umm. Not like this castle. Like, they own the castle," she babbled with a sheepish grin "So we lived there for a few weeks with them whilst Dad did his research. And uh, they had this team of House Elves and no matter how beautifully they kept the estate, they had to publically beat themselves in the most barbaric ways. Daily. It was sick. I locked myself up in the guest room there until Dad agreed to leave. Seriousy barbaric," Lauren shivered at the memory.
Kurumi shivered. She had once grabbed a flying pan from Twinkle when she had tried to beat herself for putting one extra spoon of vanilla extract into Kurumi's cookie dough mixture. She tried to understand it as looking at someone from a different culture, something completely different from your own...but it was hard sometimes. She couldn't really place judgement on them, right? It was their way of life.
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I think I will be making a few more trips down to the kitchens every now and again...just to see..."
She signed and leaned back in her seat. She really didn't want to think too much about such depressing things.
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So...have you met many other lions?" She remembered Lauren being a little nervous about starting up the term in an entirely new place and not knowing many people.