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It was a good thing she wasn’t a muggleborn…or someone not aware doors could do that with a flick of the wand. Else the moving door that opened seemingly on its own might have surprised…or even frightened her. As it was, Olivia wasn’t quite expecting the sleepy response but it was a response. And a positive one. So she was going with it, getting off the chair she had nearly just sat down on and heading through the now open door and into the office.
"Hello Professor," she greeted as the man stood before her as she moved closer. And now he actually looked sleepy. "I can come back, sir," Olivia offered, in case she had interrupted something. It wasn't like she had come with a definitive and timely purpose.
Paul shook his head, rubbing his eyes a little, but smiling nonetheless.
"Nooooo m'dear! You're perfectly fine! I always love visits! I wasn't even supposed to be sleeping!" He closed the door manually and stretched again. Charles as asleep in the corner on his bed, snoring loudly.
"Don't mind him--he's very tired from our extremely active day today!"
He went back towards his desk and shut his book and tucked away. "
Sit, please, Miss...gosh, I have to remember your name..." he sighed and began to pour himself a cup of tea from earlier. It was cold by now, but he didn't want to rebrew. "
Do you want anything to drink?"