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Old 06-08-2012, 11:32 AM   #32 (permalink)
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Kurumi was running, literally, behind schedule and hurried her way into the classroom and sort of pouted to herself when nearly every single seat was already taken. "Good day, professor," she said with a small bow, making her way a little further towards the Potions Mistress so she could share something a bit more in confidence. "Thank you, for the potion." Surely Professor Lafay remembered what Kurumi was talking about without having to go into too many details. Offering a polite bow, Kurumi turned around and made her way back towards the stations.

Without really looking around, Kurumi made her way to the nearest open seat and quickly set down and set her bag on the ground beside her before taking a look at the table top and noticing that there were no burners....but a creature. Kurumi really did not like where this was going... and she liked it even less when she saw just who she had sat down next to.

Kurumi's one hand went to chest where she gripped the fabric of her robes, over the necklace to be specific, while her eyes widened and continued to rest on the Slytherin. She would move...but there were no other seats. Chewing on her lip, Kurumi averted her gaze and looked absently at the top of the table in front of her, hoping that somehow the way her hair had fallen over her face was hiding the blush that had risen in her cheeks.
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