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Hera 
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?
Beatrice swallowed hard after what the Herbology Professor had said. She was hurt. Not because of what the Professor said but she was hurt because somehow those words had pierced through her as if it was aiming to hit her when she was most defenseless.
And now, she was feeling like crying. Tears were in fact assembling already. She was just holding back.
Beezus bit her lip as she bowed her head,
"I'm sorry Professor... I was scared to be honest..when I learned that you would be the new Head of the Gryffindor house and.." Without warning, her tears fell down so she immediately wiped them off with the back of her hand.
"I'm sorry Professor.....Seren," there, just like she used to.
She knew that she was acting pathetic but at least right now she was able to be true in front of someone she deeply cared about.