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Just taking up a role...correct me if I'm out of place.
Tinny scowled at the Headmaster's explanation of everything slightly when she remembered the noise that she had heard the night before in the hall and shoved a spoonful of tomato soup roughly into her mouth, feeling as though the man had actually been calling her crazy to her face with his actions and nicely-placed cover-up. After a few moments of silent fuming, she looked up just as Dumbledore was glancing in her direction and locked eyes with the man, who appeared to be trying to make eye contact. She dabbed at her mouth lightly with a napkin, adjusted her Head Girl badge slightly, excused herself, and walked in the direction of the professor.
"D'you...ehh...need something, sir?" she asked. |