Cayden made his way down to the professors office as he was bundled up in clothes. He moved to knock on the professors door as he was going to wait until the saw the sun. Not the sun. He shivered a little as he opened the door and went into her office. He closed the door behind as he was trying his best to avoid the sun."sorry professor. I can't stand the sun." he told her as he had an hoodie over his head. His body was pretty much covered by his hoddie and his pants covered the rest of his body.

He pushed his hood off as he ruffled his hair as it started to stick out every which way. "if Im in the sun too long I pop like a lobster." he teased with her as he was going to just stand in the corner until she had the time for him. He would keep quiet and wait. He looked around as he stood in the shadows waiting, ruffling his hair again out of nerviousness.

Shocked by Jake's reaction to her teasing, Iliana stared at him with wide eyes. Well that backfired, didn't it? she thought, crouching down to peek under the desk. "Oh Jake baby, come here," she said, holding her arms out to him.
The professor glanced up at Vanessa with an apologetic look on her face. A look that plainly said, 'I-am-an-idiot-and-some-people-shouldn't-be-teased'. She smiled at her once more and then turned towards the Slytherin that had just come in.
"Hello there," she said. "No apologies necessary. Come on in and have a seat."

Hesitating for only a second, Jake quit hugging his knees and crawled towards Professor Morgan, burrowing himself in those arms that resembled a mother's welcoming gesture. So... she... didn't think he hated her? Or she didn't want him to hate her because... no wait... she-

She was there. It was all he needed.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled, addressing Professor Morgan's shoulder as he heard a new voice belonging to some other dude now present. He needed to clear out... Jake tended to tire easily these days anyhow. But the woman before him was sure to tell him he needed to rest or whatever... Jake would just have to do what she said for once.

As Professor Morgan went to deal with Jake, Vanessa kind of just stood there. Well as if this wasn't awkward or anything. She smiled at Professor Morgan as she looked at her, and began twisted her hair around her finger. Maybe she should just go and leave them on there own.

"Aww Jake honey, it's alright," she said, hugging him with a soft side to side rocking motion. When she could no longer hear him sobbing, she released her hold and looked Jacob in the eyes. "Are you okay?" she asked, wiping his tears away with both hands.
"Vanessa, would you mind taking Jake back to the Common Room?" she asked politely. "I think he still needs some rest."

"I'm fine," Jake whispered softly, allowing his tears to be wiped away and trying his best not to let anymore fall. "I'm just tired and all messed up," he mumbled, stifling a yawn as he did so. "Sorry," Jake whispered again, in a tiny voice that even Professor Morgan might have to strain to hear it.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand there it was. Off to bed with him, right? Right, indeed. He was sooooooooo tired in any case. Giving Professor Morgan another quick hug, Jake steeled himself before leaning backwards and standing up, surprised that Professor Morgan was only a little shorter than him when she knelt.

Vanessa, who had been off in her own little world for a few seconds, looked around, and smiled when she heard Professor Morgan's voice. "Of course." She nodded with a smile towards Jake. He did look tired.

He liked he already that she wasn't going to complain at him for hidding in her office. Or hut. Whatever was the proper word for it. He looked over at the seats as two other students were also in her office. One who was Crying and the other was probably wondering why she had to be here listening to him cry. He was just glad he wasn't crying. That would be awkward. He stood in the shadows as he preferred to be in the dark then in the light. He would wait till she asked him what it was that he needed. He just needed a kneazle named pandora. Knowing Mari's taste it was probably one of those kneazles that was all crafty and going to make his life a pain. A thorn in his side.

"Would you like me to come back professor? I don't want interupt." he told her as she seemed a bit busy. He would if she would like him too. Or he could just wait. It was just a little awkward for him with other students around.

Grabbing his little hand in hers, the professor gave it a gentle squeeze and said, "Night Jake."
"Thanks hun," she said, giving Vanessa a grateful smile. Saved by Miss Corbette yet again. What was she going to do without that girl next term?
Picking herself up off the floor, Professor Morgan brushed off her robes and walked over to greet her new visitor properly. "No actually, they were just leaving. What can I do for you?"

"Nuh-night," Jake nodded, yawning as he turned towards the door, taking tentative steps past the other students in there before darting out. "I... g'bye," he muttered before stepping out of eyeshot of anyone in the office.

And he got away with turning that cat pink.

"It's fine." Vanessa nodded, as she smiled at Professor Morgan. Then she suddenly thought of something, and half leaped forward so that she could give Professor Morgan a quick Hug, and so that she could whisper something to her. "I have something for you...I'll find you tomorrow." She smiled up at Professor Morgan, before quickly looking back for Jake.

"Jaaaakke!" She shook her head, quickly following the boy, so that she wouldn't lose him on the way back to the common room. "Bye Professor Morgan." She looked back once more, gave the teacher a smile, and then left the office.

He watched them both go as the girl ran after the younger boy. He chuckled just a little as he found it amusing for some reason. He looked back at the professor as he added," They seem to be your kids even if they don't smell like you. " he looked at her for a moment as he let out a nervious chuckle." Anyway I was wondering if their would be a way to obtain one of the kneazles that we had for class. Specifically one who's name is Pandora. I don't know what it looks like other then it was Mari's kneazle. I wanted to give it to her as a gift seeing as she was rather found of it." he looked at her wondering if it was possible. He decided to try and convence her to hand over the furr ball," you won't have to worry. Well take good care of it."