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Hecate walked closer to the girl and took her chin in her hand, raising her face so the hair would fall back from her forehead. "Sweet Circe." She said making a disgusted face. "They are turning red now..." She said, anger rising in her tone. "You've added too much Bubertuber puss." Her hand moved off the girl's chin roughly.
She moved to the desk and opened a drawer, removing a bottle of dittany. Those blemishes were going to scar her face if she didn't hurry.
Kurumi flinched when Professor Lafay grabbed her face and looked at her forehead. Did she HAVE to be so rough about it all? And...too much Bubertuber pus? WHEN!? Kurumi had added exactly five drops as was instructed, hadn't she? Her eyes flicked down to her parchment where she saw the notes she had made. Her eyes were sort of watering now, but not because Professor Lafay was yelling at her. She was crynig because she wasn't able to keep her personal affairs in check. She was supposed to be able to handle her own problems...not let them get to her.
Even if it was something as grim as what she faced.
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Droo Returning her attention to Hollingberry, she applied the dittany with a cotton ball and waited to see if the red would turn back to orange and then back to it's original skin color. "You realize your potion is now rubbish. I can't do anything with it. You've used my ingredients and wasted them, either because you didn't pay attention to me or to what you were doing. There are first years who succeeded in this class, and you, a fifth year, and a prefect at that, failed miserably." She dabbed the girl's blemishes again. "How do you expect to pass your O.W.L.s?" She reprimanded. "I'm taking five points. You are lucky that all this did was this. You could have exploded your cauldron. Hurt yourself and the people around you."
Truly Hecate was angry at herself. Kurumi had always seemed like the perfect student. Her answers were almost always correct, her potions always top notch. She was made prefect as a fourth year, for Merlin sakes, and she couldn't brew a simple pimple potion?! She should have been watching her better, but she assumed too much, and trusted that the girl would succeed. Then again... she wasn't a Ravenclaw...
She handed the girl the dittany and said. "You are going to have to wait until that has gone away on it's own. You can't take more potion to fix it. It has to run it's course now. Continue applying the dittany until it's the colour of your skin. I want to see you in my office after class." She said moving to her own desk now. "You're dismissed. Get out."
Kurumi grew more and more numb with each passing moment and each word seemed to stab Kurumi and a few especially twisted the knife. Expect. Failed. Words that her mother often said to her. Words that hurt. Comparing her to younger students hurt too, but not as much as failing to meet expectations. That was all she had ever done in her mother's eyes and, right now, that is what she felt like she was doing. She was disappointing her mother again. Proving to not be good enough. At least, that was the mental picture going on inside the Gryffindor's mind. She wasn't even in the Potions classroom. She was back home with her mother waving her finger at her. At least she was healthy in the illusion she found herself in....
At least she had that...
Tears were slowly streaming down her face as she turned her gaze down towards the table, at a complete loss of words. She only nodded to show that she was registering what was being said to her. When she was told to head to the Potions Mistress' office once she had packed up, she nodded again and began to clean up her station.
Once she was done doing so, she picked up her bag and headed out of the classroom, turning the corner to head right to Professor Lafay's office.