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Originally Posted by
lemon 
Unlike his partner, Dima was VERY excited about his pairing. 'Course he knew that Miss Dora was no Nigel, but he had still promised himself he was gonna be friends with her like he'd said at the feast and get under that crotchety old lady front she liked to put up.
And this mentoring thing was the perfect way to MAKE her talk to him.
Message in his pocket, the first year sank down in the seat next to the Prefect bright and early on Saturday. Right on time. He didn't greet her or say anything, just swung his legs and waited. For something.
Dora didn't actually expect him to be on time, but didn't seem surprised by the fact that he was. Her gaze turned down on him once he was seated, appraising before for a moment before she spoke.
"Dmitriy Toussaint." She was aware of his first name, but his last had been a mystery to her until receiving her letter. They had another Toussaint going here, didn't they? Dora was sure of it.
"Hungry?"