Andi sighed, sensing she had hurt the girl's feelings. Andi was not an overly-sensitive woman, but she could certainly remember how it felt to be an outcast. Taunts from her childhood, calling her a halfbreed, due to her mixed heritage rang in her ears for half a moment. Andi smiled tightly. She had soon finished off those playground bullies...

"I apologize if I have offended you," she said, sipping her tea. "I'm sure you must miss your country very much. I know nothing much about China, though my father told me a little about it. I'm afraid..." she cast an eloquent glance at the queue outside, and Tabby by the door, "...that I have quite a lot to do right now."

Andi was tempted, she really adored mooncakes and she hadn't had any for the longest time, years in fact. Since her father had gone away. The taste stayed with her, living in her memories the way only taste and smell can, bringing her back years and years to a bright autumn moon and crisp cold air and warm tea making it's way down into the belly.

"No, I'm sure I can't," she said, with a little shrug. "They're yours and they're very hard to come by in England, I'm sure. You must have them. Or, I'll tell you what, I'll put these away, and some other time you could come in and we could have the tea, yes? I would like to see what your opinions on Eastern Charms are."

Andi nodded as the Chinese girl slipped out. She took one mooncake to eat, and then charmed the rest to stay fresh, covering it neatly with the cloth and then putting it away in one of her desk drawers. She looked forward to having something to eat that wasn't potatoes or chicken - that was all these English seemed to eat and their cakes were so sweet and fluffy! If she could just get everything over and done with, then she'd be free for the afternoon.

Hopefully.

"About what?" inquired Andi with a lift of her eyebrows as she sipped another small cup of tea. The Iron Goddess of Mercy tea could have been compared to her. Bitter, and not everyone's taste, but cleansing of the system. She shifted the lone mooncake away and leaned back in her chair, looking at Tia through her lashes.

"About your extraordianry adoration for docking points from Gryffindor every other minute, Professor," Tia said promptly, though her voice was sweeter than honey. Poisoned honey, that is. She sighed, shaking her head and sat down in front of the Professor's desk, watching the Professor for a moment, as she sipped her tea. "Professor, have you noticed that you did not take off any points from Hufflepuff, despite what Lee did?" she began, not impolitely, hoping desparately that she had gotten her point across.

"Extraordinary adoration?" said Andi, beginning to smile her snake's smile, "For hoicking points off Gryffindor? S.O.S. Same old shi-- song. Dear me, I hadn't noticed. One idiot is the same to me at any rate." She took another sip of warm tea, enjoying the taste. It heightened her slicing blades of wit and mockery, not mellowed it. "And I believe you are quite mistaken, I have indeed docked points off Hufflepuff. I offered Mr. Andrez a choice between detention and the docking of house points, which may explain for the delay."

“I see,” Tia said, still acidly, still furious. Then she sighed, leaning back in her chair ever so slightly. “But Professor, wasn’t Lee the reason it all started? The chaos, my drawing, everything. Surely, you didn’t dock half as many points off him as you did from Gryffindor,” she said, trying her bet to keep her tone polite. You’re talking to a Professor, girl, she reminded herself through clenched teeth. Then she sighed.

“Professor, isn’t there any way we could be on better terms?” she asked, though there scepticism etched in every word she uttered, as though she absolutely doubted her own question. “For a start, I apologise for that drawing,” she said, trying very hard to sound sorry. “I shouldn’t have drawn it.” She said, still sounding polite – and very forcedly sorry.

She wasn’t sure if she had sounded exactly as she ought to have – For one thing, the memory of the drawing involuntarily made her want to smirk – A temptation she resisted right then.

"Lee did not start everything," said Andi quietly. "Trust me, I'm tempted to take so many points off Hufflepuff that they'll be trying to pay it back far into the next millienium. But Lua Stone would have hexed me and tried to blame it on Nikolai with or without Mr. Andrez's idiotic intervention. And also, I did dock 'half as many points' from Hufflepuff. I took off sixty. And as for your drawings..." A slightly smile ghosted over Andi's lips. "Well, it really was appalling. I could do better myself."

She took another sip of tea, "As for being on better terms, Ms. Ray, I don't understand how we could be on better terms. Do you believe I detest you more than any other student? I don't. You don't mean anything more to me than the rest of them, set your mind at rest. Now, are we finished? Only I have other students waiting."

Andi raised an eyebrow at the boy, and nodded at him to take a seat. "How may I help you?" she inquired, pouring herself another cup of hot tea.

"I..I wanted to thank you... For helping me. I'm not very good at charms, animals are alot simpler." He told her with an apologetic grin over his still child-like face. "My cousin's very good at charms, and potions. You're like my cousin, are you her in disguise?"

Andi put down her cup and frankly stared at the boy. "Karl? Karl bloody Redde-Macdougal? No, of course you couldn't be," she said, shaking her head. "Karl was never innocent, nor cute. And animals always bit him. Though it might've been vice versa, I can't quite recall."

Tabby looked at her confused and shifted in his seat. "I've always been Tabby. My cousin's called Dru. She used to come here, you might have been her teacher."

Andi shook her head, picturing a girl just like Tabby, maybe a bit older. Cue: hysterical laughter here. "No, no, I don't believe I've ever taught your cousin." She could hear Rosalie shifting outside the door, and thought Tabby didn't get on her nerves as much as some might, Andi knew she would have to get rid of him for a while. She leaned forward on her desk, eyeing him seriously. "If there's nothing else, I'm afraid I have to ask you to leave," she told him. "I have other people waiting."

"Ok," Tabby said brightly, standing up as he did. "I'm sorry if I seemed a bit odd, thinking you were my cousin. It's just that she likes people as much as you do." He walked over to the door, clearly talking to himself now. "I even had to stop her from killing some children at Flourish and Blotts." He smiled to himself as he opened the door and called, "Bye Professor!" as he left.

Andi stared at the boy and a slightly smile curved her lips. "Sounds like a girl I could get along with," she said as the door swung shut. "Hm, such a pity she's left." Raising her voice slightly, Andi called, "Next please," as she twisted her quill.

"Good day to you," said Andi, nodding at the girl. The room was still sweet with the scent of tea that Blossom Liu (or Liu Blossom?) had brought in. Andi gestured at the seat, her face impassive and eyes calm. "Now, what is this about?"

Sucking in a deep breath, Rosalie stepped forward, and sat down across from her. She folded her hands in her lap, and stared at the top of her desk for a while, knowing that her request would go over badly. She squeezed her eyes shut briefly, then opened them, and looked up.

"I was hoping you could help me with something." She announced. "I realize it would probably be most wise to speak with Professor Craft about this, since it is in her area of expertise. But she isn't in her office, and quite frankly, I haven't any idea where else to find her." Rosalie announced. "I just assumed that since you've graduated from school yourself, there is a good chance you at least took advanced Transfiguration classes while you were in school."

She watched the Charms professor, biting her lip, and waiting for a reaction.

Andi raised her eyebrows at Rosalie, feeling a curl of insult that anyone could doubt her intellectual qualities. This lent her voice a grate of irritation as she replied, "Certainly. While Charms was my forte, I was quite capable in my other lessons as well," not that the quality of her education was anyone's business. "Please, get to the point. What is this about?"

"I was hoping to learn to alter my appearance." She blurted out. "Not completely, only my coloring. I know how to alter my hair color with a poition, but I detest potions, and for my puroses, a wand would be preferable." She explained weakly. "I don't want it to perminant, but...temporarily, it would be most helpful..." She concluded in a terrified voice.

Her gaze had fallen to her lap, her hands were clasped in a white knuckled grip. The moment her words died, she was chewing on her lip.