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ArianaBlack · 05-09-2019, 10:02 PM

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Originally Posted by laurange

Simran knew that she was expecting one particular Nina Castillo in her office, of course, and right after the lesson, but she had quite hoped that the girl would remain in the classroom after her classmates so that they could walk to the office together, and she could assure the girl that there was no reason to worry. Of course, as is typical of aging women, she may have forgotten to say as much, and said Miss Castillo had left the lesson with the rest of her peers, presumably to wait outside her office.

Fortunately or otherwise, the fourth years were her last lesson of the Friday evenings -- or at least they would be for this half of the semester, before any timetable changes for OWL and NEWT students came into effect -- and she didn't have another group to teach right after this one.

Scurrying down the stairs from the classroom to her office area, she was pleased to see the girl already there. "Miss Castillo!" she beamed, hands clapping together in delight. "Oh, you can go ahead and head on inside -- it's not locked." Simran had learned a long time ago that she was far too distracted to remember to lock her doors, and had instead convinced some of her security-inclined colleagues to place some very nicely-tailored anti-theft spells on her things.

Unless, of course, she would rather have this discussion outside, but Simran was not all that keen on George (or, as she affectionally referred to him: Portrait Man) telling them off for interrupting his snooze. Did Simran notice Nina's distress? Not at all! It hadn't occurred to her at all that her suggestion that one of her best students meet her in her office after class could or would induce any anxiety at all. Besides, since she was blessed by her pancreas with the absence of diabetes, there were sweets to be had!

OOC: You can go ahead and post in the office thread now, unless Nina decides she'd rather not do that.

Actually, she hadn’t gone to the office immediately because she didn’t want anyone to see that she had an appointment. If others took notice, then it would either look like she WANTED to discuss matters with Professor Sandhu on her own accord—which would paint her as a total teacher’s pet— OR it would look like what it really was. That she had been asked to pop by for a chat. Meaning: She was in trouble. Nina wanted no one to assume any of those things and so she had walked out with her classmates before making it midway down the corridor and making some silly excuse about having left something in the classroom.

Only she didn’t head for the classroom. She headed for her Professor’s office, which was why she was slightly surprised when she found out she had managed to beat Professor Sandhu. Whoops.

Nina turned slowly, her neck slowly sinking into her shoulders as she faced her Professor. Um. Okay. She turned back and reached for the doorknob, entering the office space without a word. She wasn’t really in the mood to speak. A mood, which, changed almost entirely when she was me with an entire library.

The Slytherin’s eyes grew triple their size as she scanned the shelves from left to right. While she was still standing only a few inches from the doorway, she was still able to read most of the words written across their spines. This was incredible. There were so many questions she wanted to ask and so many volumes she wanted to read. The distraction was almost enough to make her forget what she was doing here in the first place.

Almost.

But not quite.

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ArianaBlack Forum Manager Quibbler & Newbie Mod Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,708 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Third Year x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo Quote: Originally Posted by laurange Simran knew that she was expecting one particular Nina Castillo in her office, of course, and right after the lesson, but she had quite hoped that the girl would remain in the classroom after her classmates so that they could walk to the office together, and she could assure the girl that there was no reason to worry. Of course, as is typical of aging women, she may have forgotten to say as much, and said Miss Castillo had left the lesson with the rest of her peers, presumably to wait outside her office. Fortunately or otherwise, the fourth years were her last lesson of the Friday evenings -- or at least they would be for this half of the semester, before any timetable changes for OWL and NEWT students came into effect -- and she didn't have another group to teach right after this one. Scurrying down the stairs from the classroom to her office area, she was pleased to see the girl already there. "Miss Castillo!" she beamed, hands clapping together in delight. "Oh, you can go ahead and head on inside -- it's not locked." Simran had learned a long time ago that she was far too distracted to remember to lock her doors, and had instead convinced some of her security-inclined colleagues to place some very nicely-tailored anti-theft spells on her things. Unless, of course, she would rather have this discussion outside, but Simran was not all that keen on George (or, as she affectionally referred to him: Portrait Man) telling them off for interrupting his snooze. Did Simran notice Nina's distress? Not at all! It hadn't occurred to her at all that her suggestion that one of her best students meet her in her office after class could or would induce any anxiety at all. Besides, since she was blessed by her pancreas with the absence of diabetes, there were sweets to be had! OOC: You can go ahead and post in the office thread now, unless Nina decides she'd rather not do that. Actually, she hadn’t gone to the office immediately because she didn’t want anyone to see that she had an appointment. If others took notice, then it would either look like she WANTED to discuss matters with Professor Sandhu on her own accord—which would paint her as a total teacher’s pet— OR it would look like what it really was. That she had been asked to pop by for a chat. Meaning: She was in trouble. Nina wanted no one to assume any of those things and so she had walked out with her classmates before making it midway down the corridor and making some silly excuse about having left something in the classroom. Only she didn’t head for the classroom. She headed for her Professor’s office, which was why she was slightly surprised when she found out she had managed to beat Professor Sandhu. Whoops. Nina turned slowly, her neck slowly sinking into her shoulders as she faced her Professor. Um. Okay. She turned back and reached for the doorknob, entering the office space without a word. She wasn’t really in the mood to speak. A mood, which, changed almost entirely when she was me with an entire library. The Slytherin’s eyes grew triple their size as she scanned the shelves from left to right. While she was still standing only a few inches from the doorway, she was still able to read most of the words written across their spines. This was incredible. There were so many questions she wanted to ask and so many volumes she wanted to read. The distraction was almost enough to make her forget what she was doing here in the first place. Almost. But not quite. __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!