"Jezz... hhmm which do you prefer?" After all she if one could have a choice, wouldn't they take it? Her eyes were still trailing to the two plants in the young lions arms. Plants always excited her... made her curious. Fingers crossed behind her back, Seren hoped Jezz wasn't going to tell her she hated the subject.. and that she wanted to get rid of the little darlings.

Snapping out of her thoughts, she moved around to her own seat and relaxed in its cushions. "No need to apologise, I do not see the harm in being enthusiastic... some of the older staff don't seem to agree though," she said with a wink. Yes, she had just called Vindictus old... and he was. Heck he had taught her at school, that in itself made him oldish. But she still respected him, even if he had been a little grumpy that night. She nodded and smiled, indeed she was the school Herbologist and newly appointed Gryffindor Head of House, and for some strange reason that meant she had reached some sort of cool status with the young lion. Brilliant.



Watching Louisa examing her office was rather amusing. Seren simply sat down and enjoyed the moment. Was Louisa looking for something in particular or simply scanningadmirring her space?

What seemed to be a rather curious yes pleasant visit soon turned somewhat awkwward. If she was honest with herself... she saw this coming. Over the last couple of years she'd grown so close to many of the Ravenclaws, and celebrated with them. But it wasn't as if any of that had changed.

Relaxing the frown lines that had formed on her forehead, Seren offered Louisa a soft smile. "Thank you... though I hope you understand that nothing has changed. I'm still the same person I was a year ago... I just have more responsibilities." She wasn't going to shun the Ravenclaws, or the other houses for that matter. Plus, she wasn't the biased type, so the lions wouldn't be receiving any special treatment or attention in classes.

Taking the gift Louisa placed on her desk, Seren removed the lid of the rather colourful box and set it aside. A smile lifted up the corners of her lips, threatening to disappear into her hairline. "Thank you, they're lovely," she said pulling the items out one by one. Really, trully she loved them. On the inside whe was and would always be a Ravenclaw. Standing, Seren held the blue Ravenclaw shirt to her chest, perfect fit!
"I'll be sure to wear this to the next Ravenclaw match... provided it's not against Gryffindor." There was no way she could do that, that would just be rude and.. well rude. No she would be traumatised and neutral during those matches.



After closing the door behind them, Seren made her way to her desk and perched upon her seat. Why was it that the Ravenclaws seemed to be uncomfortable around her? As if by becoming Gryffindors Head of House she's somehow contracted some incurable disease. Where they coming to mourn?

It must be it right?

Returning Beatrice's smile, Seren raised her eyebrows slighty and leant forward in her seat. "Thank you," she started, maintaining eye contact, "I trully appreciate the gesture, but I want you to know, this doesn't change anything. I was a Ravenclaw when I was here at school, and just because I have stepped up to care for Gryffindor, it doesn't mean I care anyless about the other houses... or about you." Because quite frankly, students were students, and they weren't entirely defined by what colour emblem they wore on their robes.
"Please.. feel free to call me Professor Seren, just like you used to. I am still that person.."

Why did they not seem to understand that?