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Paige had been thinking over the previous question...but was struggling to answer it for one reason or another. It was not that the sentiment nor the professor's aim not appreciated, but the seventh year's stomach could not resist tying itself in uncomfortable knots for one reason or another. There was just something about the structure of this that was making her feel....uncomfortable...
...which was why she was relieved when class moved on, only in the next moment to also feel a bit confused. Charlotte voiced one of her concerns, her being in the same boat of sorts depending on how the professor responded to her own inquiry.
"Professor?" she squeaked, her quill in hand and tickling under her nose. "When you say...muggle...do you mean a muggle muggle...as in...a muggle who has no exposure to our world? Because..." she paused to look at Charlotte...yeah...same. "...my step father is a muggle...the only one I really have any contact with..."
She did not mind writing him something, of course. He was quite supportive of her literary career after all.
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