 ¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
Katherine had hoped the boy would tell her HOW he was related to Mrs. Truebrigde (his aunt? or mum?), but he didn't say it. She was going to assume... mum, for the way he put it. "Too bad for you," she said with a small smile, "but I bet you still get to be... more friendly with professors than the rest of us." Because, sure, the woman might be retired now, but she still must have an influence on people? If not for the fear of losing their spots here, they would at least be more amiable for the old days' sake. She wished her relatives were in the school too, or at higher points at least, but - no, it didn't matter. That would be cheating, and she wouldn't cheat.
Yeah, but maybe that's because he was... what, second? third? year. Still, she was going to believe him. "I hope it never happens again," she said in a distressed tone, and then smiled brightly when he agreed. She was going to have a company!
"I don't know anywhere, so you can take me to the places you think are important." No, that was a lie. As someone who had read Hogwarts: A History two times plus writing down everything her dad could remember about the castle, she KNEW all that could be known from outside the castle, but such small lies hurt nobody.
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