24. LUMOS
Treyen Lockhart

The second year was very impressionable and naïve, which was a terribly dangerous combination to have if you were a Gryffindor trying to figure out your place in life. A desire that, despite the words of the two older students with her, had only been made more complicated by the piece of literature she had clutched in her hands.

Statute of Wizarding Secrecy...Wizarding Community...Muggles...secrets...secrets...

Eyes burning from the repressed memories forcing their way out through the tears that began to trickle down her face, Kurumi thought it would be best to just excuse herself and go back to her compartment. But then he smiled...and suddenly everything felt okay. It was okay not to understand.

His teeth were really white. Not the cold and unnatural glowing white she had seen happen when her brother had tried whitening his with those strip things. No, the smile before her right now was warm and inviting. One that made her little heart skip beats while her cheeks flush.

Wiping the remaining tears from her cheeks, Kurumi chewed on her lower lip absently for a moment before speaking.

"Treyen, a smile suits you better," she said meekly.

So always smile at her. Okay?