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sweetpinkpixie 
"Selina Skylar, I personally guarantee that you will pass every OWL you decide to take," she said confidently, her face sincere and she even patted Selina's shoulder encouragingly. Sure, this meant that they were going to have to lock themselves up in the dorms on some nights...and there was the chance that Kurumi would have to deprive Selina of her snacks unless she studied. "And I promise you won't get a T in Potions." She wanted to promise that Selina would pass, but she wasn't a miracle worker.
Kurumi just nodded at Selina's comment. Interesting was one way of putting it. Truth be told, Kurumi knew what she had to do and she just wanted to pull both boys aside right now and get it over with. But...now was not the time. King's Cross was far too public a place and she had prefecting duties she had to take care of. She thought about finding a compartment on the train and locking it so she could have a private conversation, but that just wasn't her. It wasn't how she wanted to do this. She could hear Treyen in her head now though, reminding her not to wait too long because the longer she did the more it hurt.
Not that she needed reminding of that.
Swallowing, Kurumi's hands dropped to her side when the journal was in Selina's hands. "As...as much as you want to..." Kurumi replied, chewing on her bottom lip softly and swinging her arms limply. There was a lot there and there were still a few pages that Kurumi had not read the entire way through. She just couldn't. It was too painful. Too soon. There was one page that she had practically memorized though, and that was the last one. The one that she had read while in her mother's presence.
A personal guarantee? Oh Merlin, did Kurumi even know what she was getting herself into? There was no way that she was going to pass every exam, especially with bloody potions in the mix of the exams she was taking. At first, the fifth year contemplated not even taking potions, but then her mother forced her hand and made her reconsider. The conversation was not particularly long. All she remembered was that her mother expressed that
no daughter of hers was not going to take potions. It was one of the major subjects at Hogwarts and there were a few classes that her mother defiantly wanted her to take, which unfortunately had potions on the list.
So when Kurumi verbalized that she chuckled and crossed her arms amused,
"Miss Hollingberry, I don't doubt your brilliance, but that is not a guarantee you can make. I'm going to fail my potions exam- you and I both know that." It was not like she was ashamed of the truth. There was very little she could say to defend herself when it came to potions. She was just that terrible at it; Potions was to Selina like fish are to oxygen. They just did not mix in nature.
However, the tone of the conversation started to dip into a more serious setting when the little notebook was introduced. As Kurumi spoke about specifics Selina turned it over in her hand to get a better look at it. It was odd to think that one little book could hold so much significance. To Kurumi, this book was the thing that kept her mother alive in spirit. It had to the woman's thoughts and feelings and dreams. Oddly, it was like a small part of her still left alive through the twists and turns of her curvy handwriting.
Then Kurumi looked up at Kurumi because she did not hear her friend speaking anymore. The girl had fresh pain in her eyes. As much as the journal meant to her best friend, loosing her mother was a new wound... it had barely scabbed over. There was a long road ahead to recovery. So Seilna reached out with her free hand and grasped tightly onto Kurumi's hand.
"Hey," she said grabbing her best friend's attention,
"when you are ready to read this... if you want, I'll be there. I'll be here every step of the way. You're my best friend."