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Originally Posted by Fireheart Atlas Flamsteed was another student Shreya had been thinking about frequently over the summer holiday, namely about how they were coping with everything. He had experienced far more than any 12-year-old should have to endure. Not to mention that there was something just so endearing about the young Gryffindor.
A wide smile spread across her face at the sight of him in her doorway. "Good day, Atlas," she said, throwing the door open wide. The professor curiously eyed the towel in his hand, eyebrows raised. As she made her way back toward her desk, gesturing for Atlas to sit down awhile, she slid the recipe book in her hand back onto the bookshelf. "Is everything alright?" Her eyes flickered back to the towel in question. Endearing and those other things were all words he would insist were assigned to Aries and therefore Professor Varma was confused. It happened a lot and, in fact, Aries and him would take advantage of these moments of confusion often. It was becoming a little less fun and easy these days as teenage hormones and genes were beginning to distinguish them more. Unfortunate. They would just have to get all of their antics out of their systems before their jawlines gave them away entirely.
The smile took him by surprise a little and his cheeks heated in an incredibly non-subtle manner. "Hello...professor..." he mumbled, his forget-me-not blues shifting to the towel in his hand and then back to the Potions Mistress. "...I was wondering if we could...uh..." He really needed to give a reason and not something that was outright HEALER POPPY IS SUSPICIOUS ... but also a reason that could benefit him. He didn't want to come all the way here just to waste his time, after all. "...uh...if there was anything you could teach me about magical forensics?"
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