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As soon as she'd received word from her prefect requesting an appointment, Seren knew something wasn't right. Her suspicions were confirmed at the sight of the seventh year in her office. "Kurumi, I've been meaning to catch up with you..." she started, gesturing for the girl to take a seat. Instead of taking her usual seat behind her desk, she took a seat on one of the stools beside Kurumi. "How've you been?"
Kurumi swallowed as she made her way towards one of the seats, taken a back just a bit by her Head of House not sitting down behind her desk as usual but in a stool...right beside her. Selina was right, Kurumi really did wear her emotions on her sleeve - even if her hair wasn't being a mood ring. This wasn't a bad thing, as people often reassured her. Lewis had even once said it was one of the things he loved most about her - how open she was with her feelings. How easy he could read her. She had always atoned this to him being, well, very VERY special to her. Same with Selina. Then again, Professor Bentley had become a sort of mother figure to Kurumi, especially after last term.
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I've been...alright, professor," she said with a firm nod. A little TOO firm really. "
Recovering from the first day of the term mostly." Which wasn't a lie. A LOT had gone one, including what she wanted to come and apologize for. "
Actually, I wanted to bring to newly sorted Gryffindors to your attention, although you are probably already aware of one of them. They both were involved in a, um, situation involving climbing the Hogwarts Express while we were still on the platform." Kurum i pulled out a small piece of parchment where she had written the names of Gryffindor first years Dylan Jacobs and Alexa Cambridge on and handed it to Professor Bentley. "
Dylan seems to have mostly settled in, front what I have seen. As for Alexa..."
And she trailed off. Nothing more needed to be said really. Kurumi was pretty sure that the girl was beyond wanting to listen to anything Kurumi said and the seventh year knew you had to pick and choose your battles. Best to just hand that over to Professor Bentley.
And was she avoiding the real topic on her mind? Yeah, just a little. Kurumi felt awkward talking about it...because she knew it wasn't something that dictated who she was or where she was going...not entirely at least. At least that was what she kept telling herself, but obviously had not yet convinced herself.