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laurange · 05-14-2019, 02:44 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

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.

Yes, well, it was rather difficult to ensure that the students managed to remove themselves from the classroom without damaging any equipment, or leaving a mess, or moving the desks. Often, Simran spent the whole half hour she had between lessons shifting tables around. Especially after lessons where she moved them all to the side of the room for an activity or other. And in the absence of students volunteering to help, this took time, even with magic. And so Nina Castillo had beat her to the office.

Simran hummed a little to herself as she entered her office, shutting the door behind her and making her way over to the desk. She was about three steps in when she noticed that a certain Miss Castillo was staring at her collection of titles. Chuckling, she made her way back to the girl and nudged her towards the desk.

"Sit down, dear," she said, and once the younger had gotten moving, resumed her way to the desk. "Would you like some tea?"

Once at the desk, she settled into her chair and wiggled slightly to get comfortable. Then picking up a small ream of parchment paper, she straightened it and held it across the table. "This is the work you have submitted this week," she said, wiggling the ream of parchment a little for emphasis, the bright green O on the top right corner glinting in the light of the bluebell flames. "You bring up a lot of interesting points, Miss Castillo. Points that would have been so fun to discuss in lessons."

"Is there a reason you don't enjoy speaking up in class, dear?" Actually, maybe tea would be a good idea. This seemed like a conversation best had over tea. "It's worrying to see such a bright student look so uneasy in a classroom."

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laurange DERP & DMLE Ramora Join Date: Nov 2010 Location: Kita's pocket Posts: 5,227 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aslan Archer Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Rose Woods Gryffindor Third Year x9 x6	½ of Lauralie \| Koala \| The being in Ern's pocket \| Baby Smurf \| Prouf member of The Flock Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack 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. Yes, well, it was rather difficult to ensure that the students managed to remove themselves from the classroom without damaging any equipment, or leaving a mess, or moving the desks. Often, Simran spent the whole half hour she had between lessons shifting tables around. Especially after lessons where she moved them all to the side of the room for an activity or other. And in the absence of students volunteering to help, this took time, even with magic. And so Nina Castillo had beat her to the office. Simran hummed a little to herself as she entered her office, shutting the door behind her and making her way over to the desk. She was about three steps in when she noticed that a certain Miss Castillo was staring at her collection of titles. Chuckling, she made her way back to the girl and nudged her towards the desk. "Sit down, dear," she said, and once the younger had gotten moving, resumed her way to the desk. "Would you like some tea?" Once at the desk, she settled into her chair and wiggled slightly to get comfortable. Then picking up a small ream of parchment paper, she straightened it and held it across the table. "This is the work you have submitted this week," she said, wiggling the ream of parchment a little for emphasis, the bright green O on the top right corner glinting in the light of the bluebell flames. *"You bring up a lot of interesting points, Miss Castillo. Points that would have been so fun* to discuss in lessons." "Is there a reason you don't enjoy speaking up in class, dear?" Actually, maybe tea would be a good idea. This seemed like a conversation best had over tea. "It's worrying to see such a bright student look so uneasy in a classroom."** __________________