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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Gaston was too lost in his sad thoughts to notice anyone approaching. Hopefully no one would notice him either. He shook his head,trying to block the memory of his father's harsh words, but it was no use. If he'd been smart, he would've brought his enchanted ipod with him to drown out the bad memories. He sighed. Somehow he didn't think his father was the only one who thought so little of him. It seemed the kinder he tried to be, the more despised he became. Sometimes he wondered why he even bothered...
His head jerked up as he heard a voice, and he saw Miss Diggory aiming her wand in his direction. Well, it looked like he wouldn't be able to hide much longer... "Hello, Miss Diggory," he said; he gave her a tight forced smile,
but it did little to hide the sadness in his eyes. "Excellent spellwork!" He was beginning to wish he didn't teach her that spell! "So how are you?"
He nervously tried to flatten his messy dark hair and bow his head to hide the emotion in his eyes in what he knew was probably a futile attempt to look less like a fool with a broken heart. And it didn't take long for her predictions to be correct, in that there WAS someone there. Her charms professor. Skylar grinned down at him when he complimented her spellwork. "Thanks! But," she hesitated a moment, thinking, then figured it was probably best to just say what was her on mind. Because it was strange to see a Professor hiding under a disillusionment charm, next to the pathway. Unless...
But what would Professor Marchand have to hide from? Or was he playing a game and she just ruined it? He didn't seem upset though, so the fourth year did the only sensible she could think of, which was to sit down next to him. He was friendly enough, and she felt kind of bad for him, for some strange reason. He seemed like he could use a listening ear. "I'm alright, but what about you? If I didn't know better, I'd say you were hiding from something... or someone?" Even though she was his pupil, she didn't mind listening to him. Really.
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