Jasmine nodded her understanding, though feeling a little disappointed. Frowning to herself once more she thought, why is it that just by being back at Hogwart's she suddenly felt like the lost little girl of so many years ago instead of the capable young woman she had grown into?
Sighing again, she raised her head and pulled back slightly to look up into her dear father's face. "Yes,I understand Papa. I just wanted to avoid any uncomfortable questions or awkward situations. They all like to gossip so in there..." As her voice trailed off, Jasmine unconsciously lifted a hand to her throat. Though the collar of her shirt covered most of them,one, if they cared to look, could see the faint but,noticable pink scars encircling her neck. So dark was the magic that created them, that not even the best healers at St. Mungo's could completely dispell them.
Shaking away any bad thoughts, Jasmine dropped her hand and gave her father a warm smile, "I would love to share meals with you. It would feel more like home."
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