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SlytherinSistah 
"Yer mum." He said simply. "You are the daughter of Anna Greingoth-Newell, the successful owner of Goth-Saint Potions, aren't you?" Cause if she wasn't, she was wasting Cutty's time and away with ye, wench of times a'wasted.
"If you can introduce us, maaybe tell her we're good friends, I'd do yer homewehrk for yer, tottie." He was sick. Not dying, apparently.
Sophie shut her Runes textbook with a distinct thud.
"Yes," she said, matter-of-factly. She wanted to ask how he knew this and what he wanted, but she decided that a poker face was much better in this case.
"...and the granddaughter of your former Potions professor." Since he seemed so interested in potions.
"I can do my own homework," she said, before even responding to anything else. She only trusted her own good work at the moment, since Cutty was being so suspicious.
"What do you want to talk to my mother about?" "Are you ill?" she asked, as a side thought.