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laurange · 05-26-2019, 07:29 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

This did not surprise Nina Castillo. Most of her classmates were absolute idiots, and to make sure they all managed to remove themselves from the classroom without damaging equipment was as if praying for a miracle. Nina often considered offering her help after a lesson, but offering assistance would paint her in a light she would rather avoid all together. It was the same reasoning behind her lack of vocal participation during class itself. If one was not careful, it was easy to be tagged as the ‘Professor’s Pet’ and this was hardly a legacy that Nina wanted to create for herself. She had worked her entire life to get rid of the tag. And seeing as Hogwarts offered her the unique opportunity to begin anew, she would never willingly bring it upon herself.

Not that any of this mattered any more, however, as her current placement within a Professor’s classroom was probably doing the exact thing she had been avoiding from the beginning. So much for fresh starts.

Her eyes quickly moved away from the books as her attention moved back to her Professor. The Slytherin began to move forward towards one of the seats, though every step felt heavy as if her feet were weighed down by concrete blocks. ”No thank you,” she shook her head, politely declining the offer. Tea would prolong the process she was hoping to speed through. There was no need to sit comfortably, as she wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Though she sat in the comfortable chair, she felt anything but. Her back remained stiff, and it was only when she drew herself closer to properly make out the bright ‘O’ that she smiled softly. She only allowed the smile to appear for a few short seconds, before swapping it out for a neutral look.

Um.

Nina shrugged in response to the question, taking a moment to consider her answer before opening her mouth to reply. ”I’d rather listen to others,” was ultimately what she chose to say, as it was honest. There was something about Professor Sandhu’s eyes that made Nina feel guilty. It was as if she was sitting across from her very own abuelita (grandmother).

Now, Simran would never go so far as to claim her students were idiots, not at all. It was only that when she had a late-night lesson with Gryffindors and Slytherins together, she mentally went through several things she would rather be doing, and it was a long list. It did get reasonably entertaining too, once she had exhausted the commonplace options.

But speaking of students, this one didn't want tea. Simran's face fell, just for a moment, and the woman seemed truly offended. But it was all so fast that Nina might quite possibly have imagined it, and she quickly returned to normal. Of course it was normal not to want tea. The fact that her granddaughter loved tea so much that she named her own child after a blend had absolutely nothing to do with Simran, of course not. No reason to be upset here.

Ah, the soft smile of success. Simran had never had that smile, but Rishi had, as well as several of her colleagues she would have suspected would be Ravenclaws, had they not been Muggles. She, on the other hand, was more prone to jumping up and down in unrestrained glee, and screaming "I DID IT" at the top of her lungs. They were difficult to suppress in the presence of students but the urge still remained every time she saw the flicker of understanding in a child's eye. Gryffindor problems.

"Have you considered that, perhaps, others would like to listen to you?" she asked gently, her smile worried as she noticed the smile the young Slytherin wore fade back into an expression that betrayed nothing. "Not just me, but your classmates could benefit from hearing alternative points of view and other ways to argue things."

Wait. "Is there something bothering you, dear? Problems with your peers or at home?" Although children with problems at home often seemed excessively relieved to be back at school. But everyone reacted differently to things, so the 'usual' had no business in her office. None whatsoever.

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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 This did not surprise Nina Castillo. Most of her classmates were absolute idiots, and to make sure they all managed to remove themselves from the classroom without damaging equipment was as if praying for a miracle. Nina often considered offering her help after a lesson, but offering assistance would paint her in a light she would rather avoid all together. It was the same reasoning behind her lack of vocal participation during class itself. If one was not careful, it was easy to be tagged as the ‘Professor’s Pet’ and this was hardly a legacy that Nina wanted to create for herself. She had worked her entire life to get rid of the tag. And seeing as Hogwarts offered her the unique opportunity to begin anew, she would never willingly bring it upon herself. Not that any of this mattered any more, however, as her current placement within a Professor’s classroom was probably doing the exact thing she had been avoiding from the beginning. So much for fresh starts. Her eyes quickly moved away from the books as her attention moved back to her Professor. The Slytherin began to move forward towards one of the seats, though every step felt heavy as if her feet were weighed down by concrete blocks. ”No thank you,” she shook her head, politely declining the offer. Tea would prolong the process she was hoping to speed through. There was no need to sit comfortably, as she wanted to leave as soon as possible. Though she sat in the comfortable chair, she felt anything but. Her back remained stiff, and it was only when she drew herself closer to properly make out the bright ‘O’ that she smiled softly. She only allowed the smile to appear for a few short seconds, before swapping it out for a neutral look. Um. Nina shrugged in response to the question, taking a moment to consider her answer before opening her mouth to reply. ”I’d rather listen to others,” was ultimately what she chose to say, as it was honest. There was something about Professor Sandhu’s eyes that made Nina feel guilty. It was as if she was sitting across from her very own abuelita (grandmother). Now, Simran would never go so far as to claim her students were idiots, not at all. It was only that when she had a late-night lesson with Gryffindors and Slytherins together, she mentally went through several things she would rather be doing, and it was a long list. It did get reasonably entertaining too, once she had exhausted the commonplace options. But speaking of students, this one didn't want tea. Simran's face fell, just for a moment, and the woman seemed truly offended. But it was all so fast that Nina might quite possibly have imagined it, and she quickly returned to normal. Of course it was normal not to want tea. The fact that her granddaughter loved tea so much that she named her own child after a blend had absolutely nothing to do with Simran, of course not. No reason to be upset here. Ah, the soft smile of success. Simran had never had that smile, but Rishi had, as well as several of her colleagues she would have suspected would be Ravenclaws, had they not been Muggles. She, on the other hand, was more prone to jumping up and down in unrestrained glee, and screaming "I DID IT" at the top of her lungs. They were difficult to suppress in the presence of students but the urge still remained every time she saw the flicker of understanding in a child's eye. Gryffindor problems. "Have you considered that, perhaps, others would like to listen to you?" she asked gently, her smile worried as she noticed the smile the young Slytherin wore fade back into an expression that betrayed nothing. "Not just me, but your classmates could benefit from hearing alternative points of view and other ways to argue things." Wait. "Is there something bothering you, dear? Problems with your peers or at home?" Although children with problems at home often seemed excessively relieved to be back at school. But everyone reacted differently to things, so the 'usual' had no business in her office. None whatsoever. __________________