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AmbiguouslyMe
Preston closed the door softly, before heading behind his desk. Gesturing toward one of the chairs, he took his own seat, rubbing his fingers along the smooth wood of the desk.
Spying her Head Girl badge, he smiled. Eager, likely well-behaved, and a Ravenclaw. Excellent.
"What can I do for you, Miss...?"
"Celandine Toussaint." Cela offered and sat down. "I'm afraid I don't know your name either, sir." She tipped her head to one side and a somewhat mischevious smile crinkled her eyes.
"I'm here because I want to ask about a Transfiguration club." She paused, as if she were about to say more and she truly did consider launching in to her usual spiel, the 'I'm super good at (INSERT SUBJECT HERE) and classes are too easy...' but she didn't. She just waited for a response.