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Waddles · 05-27-2022, 02:25 AM

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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising

Leanne wasn't born yesterday. Not by a long shot. She had two, albeit grown, children of her own. She had nieces and nephews. When someone was blushing, it was usually because they'd done something they shouldn't have and were caught redhanded. And yet, Margaret Turov was a Hufflepuff, a rising quidditch star ~~yes, Leanne knew her students~~. What could Margaret have possibly have done to cause such embarrassment? Because when someone says everything is okay, in a hesitant tone as such, usually it inferred the opposite.

"Do you want to talk?" She nodded her head back, gesturing to the comfortable couch in her office. "I have tea and biscuits." She was aware that some students were uneasy about taking refreshments from professors, but she hoped her expression showcased one of trust.

Margaret missed any gesture Professor Mancini might have made, as she was still observing her shoelaces. But her ears still worked. "I like tea," she said, not really answering the question, but also giving all the information Mancini had really asked for.

She finally looked up and smiled slightly, hands still safely in her pockets. And then she noticed the gesture and, yes, the couch beyond. It didn't seem like the worst idea, having tea and talking with Mancini. That was why she'd come, after all, even if she...couldn't...quite...phrase why she'd come. Maybe Mancini would have to do the talking to start off.

She shuffled toward the door, which was much less scary now that she didn't need to knock. Maybe she'd have a biscuit, too, with the tea.

05-27-2022, 02:25 AM	#6 (permalink)
Waddles Re'em Join Date: Aug 2005 Posts: 19,522 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sophia Svensson #556B2F Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Eulalia Walles (#F48037) Hufflepuff Fourth Year	Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE! Quote: Originally Posted by PhoenixRising Leanne wasn't born yesterday. Not by a long shot. She had two, albeit grown, children of her own. She had nieces and nephews. When someone was blushing, it was usually because they'd done something they shouldn't have and were caught redhanded. And yet, Margaret Turov was a Hufflepuff, a rising quidditch star ~~yes, Leanne knew her students~~. What could Margaret have possibly have done to cause such embarrassment? Because when someone says everything is okay, in a hesitant tone as such, usually it inferred the opposite. "Do you want to talk?" She nodded her head back, gesturing to the comfortable couch in her office. "I have tea and biscuits." She was aware that some students were uneasy about taking refreshments from professors, but she hoped her expression showcased one of trust. Margaret missed any gesture Professor Mancini might have made, as she was still observing her shoelaces. But her ears still worked. "I like tea," she said, not really answering the question, but also giving all the information Mancini had really asked for. She finally looked up and smiled slightly, hands still safely in her pockets. And then she noticed the gesture and, yes, the couch beyond. It didn't seem like the worst idea, having tea and talking with Mancini. That was why she'd come, after all, even if she...couldn't...quite...phrase why she'd come. Maybe Mancini would have to do the talking to start off. She shuffled toward the door, which was much less scary now that she didn't need to knock. Maybe she'd have a biscuit, too, with the tea. __________________