SPOILER!!: <3
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Originally Posted by
Stefan 
River gently closed his office door and followed the Slytherin with his eyes. The newly appointed Potions Master continued to grin at the figure as her curiosity drew her to his workstation. Another healer in the making? Awesome! Nothing beats the feeling of inspiring young people to take this very noble profession.
As he considered the question, River went for his dogs --who were both watching Junia at this point-- and gave them the good old patting of the head. "I suppose so, yes. I was about your age when I decided I wanted to become one." he replied, turning his attention back to his visitor. "I'd assume, based on what you told me earlier, that you want to become a healer?" They could discuss healing, sure, but since she mentioned that she's in her OWL year, River surmised that it would be more about the profession rather than the practice.
The medieval portrait of healers (plus skeleton man) behind Junia started to gather at the bottom of their frame, obviously excited about the topic about to be discussed.
"Your assumption would be right." The Slytherin gave a little smile and took a seat, assuming that was okay. She patted her knees, a gesture she hoped would beckon the dogs closer, and glanced up at Healer Reed.
"I used to want to play Quidditch professionally like my cousin, Hassan, but ever since my ja-my grandfather, I've been thinking about healing..." Because watching the former professor and headmaster forget the things most important to him had broken her heart and she didn't want anyone else that she loved to have to experience that ever.
"I miss him. I think he'd be proud of me...for wanting to help others." He was the kind of man who did this all the time when he was alive, so it seemed a logical conclusion.
"What would I need to do? I mean, for my O.W.L.s and classes. How would I go about this? How did you?"