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Bernie's eyes opened at the voice of the Headmaster, blinking her tears away as rapidly as she could so that she could focus on him. The Headmaster looked grim, and not just because of his injured arm. His tone was serious, so she seriously did her best to maintain eye contact, her shiny blue eyes fixed on his cold ones.
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Oh, no, sweet Merlin, nooooooooo. All Bernie HAD was Hogwarts. She LOVED magic. She didn't want to ever, EVER be expelled from this place, and she knew that the Headmaster was right. They'd been careless, stupid, and selfish, and had resulted in the loss of life for several of the Charms professor's pups. She felt guilty, she felt terrible, she had especially disappointed him, and now she felt as though she might vomit.
Bernie wanted to puke into a trashcan and then curl into a ball and die, she just felt so...so hopeless. But instead of saying anything, she choked back her feelings in a pathetic display of phlegm as she tried to remain calm. She was out of chances. If she was late, or made a mistake, or had a hair out of place, she was going to be expelled, which was most definitely worse than being killed. Bernie felt a cold chill run down her spine as she realized the man was right, and had the absolute authority to make this call.
She cleared her throat and blinked dully at the Headmaster.
"Yes...sir."
There was nothing more to be said. This was the end of her rule-breaking days. It was time for her to grow up. She looked away from him rapidly, refraining from adding her usual pathetic I'm sorry speech. Sorry just wasn't strong enough a word right now.
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