 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
Cornelia shuffled her way along the first-floor corridor, her eyes looking down at the patterns on the rugs. It was something she never had paid much attention to before, considering she was usually rushing to and from classes. Today was a different day, however. The distraction was a welcomed one, even if it was short-lived as the journey to the office had been quick in spite of her taking her time getting there.
She had a pretty good idea why Professor Recard requested to speak with her. It was for that reason the blonde considered walking past the door, to continue following the rug patterns, to avoid the situation entirely. But she knew there was no way of avoiding her History of Magic professor, her Head of House, the Deputy Headmistress. The two of them crossing paths was inevitable.
The young Slytherin's conscious reminded herself of that a number of times as she debated between leaving, hiding in the potions lab, claiming later that she forgot or actually knocking and having a talk that was going to happen later if not now. In the end, the girl sighed quietly to herself and allowed her small hand to knock on the wood of the door.
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