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ArianaBlack · 05-16-2019, 09:50 PM

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Originally Posted by laurange

Yes, well, it was rather difficult to ensure that the students managed to remove themselves from the classroom without damaging any equipment, or leaving a mess, or moving the desks. Often, Simran spent the whole half hour she had between lessons shifting tables around. Especially after lessons where she moved them all to the side of the room for an activity or other. And in the absence of students volunteering to help, this took time, even with magic. And so Nina Castillo had beat her to the office.

Simran hummed a little to herself as she entered her office, shutting the door behind her and making her way over to the desk. She was about three steps in when she noticed that a certain Miss Castillo was staring at her collection of titles. Chuckling, she made her way back to the girl and nudged her towards the desk.

"Sit down, dear," she said, and once the younger had gotten moving, resumed her way to the desk. "Would you like some tea?"

Once at the desk, she settled into her chair and wiggled slightly to get comfortable. Then picking up a small ream of parchment paper, she straightened it and held it across the table. "This is the work you have submitted this week," she said, wiggling the ream of parchment a little for emphasis, the bright green O on the top right corner glinting in the light of the bluebell flames. "You bring up a lot of interesting points, Miss Castillo. Points that would have been so fun to discuss in lessons."

"Is there a reason you don't enjoy speaking up in class, dear?" Actually, maybe tea would be a good idea. This seemed like a conversation best had over tea. "It's worrying to see such a bright student look so uneasy in a classroom."

This did not surprise Nina Castillo. Most of her classmates were absolute idiots, and to make sure they all managed to remove themselves from the classroom without damaging equipment was as if praying for a miracle. Nina often considered offering her help after a lesson, but offering assistance would paint her in a light she would rather avoid all together. It was the same reasoning behind her lack of vocal participation during class itself. If one was not careful, it was easy to be tagged as the ‘Professor’s Pet’ and this was hardly a legacy that Nina wanted to create for herself. She had worked her entire life to get rid of the tag. And seeing as Hogwarts offered her the unique opportunity to begin anew, she would never willingly bring it upon herself.

Not that any of this mattered any more, however, as her current placement within a Professor’s classroom was probably doing the exact thing she had been avoiding from the beginning. So much for fresh starts.

Her eyes quickly moved away from the books as her attention moved back to her Professor. The Slytherin began to move forward towards one of the seats, though every step felt heavy as if her feet were weighed down by concrete blocks. ”No thank you,” she shook her head, politely declining the offer. Tea would prolong the process she was hoping to speed through. There was no need to sit comfortably, as she wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Though she sat in the comfortable chair, she felt anything but. Her back remained stiff, and it was only when she drew herself closer to properly make out the bright ‘O’ that she smiled softly. She only allowed the smile to appear for a few short seconds, before swapping it out for a neutral look.

Um.

Nina shrugged in response to the question, taking a moment to consider her answer before opening her mouth to reply. ”I’d rather listen to others,” was ultimately what she chose to say, as it was honest. There was something about Professor Sandhu’s eyes that made Nina feel guilty. It was as if she was sitting across from her very own abuelita (grandmother).

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ArianaBlack Assistant Forum Manager Quibbler & Newbie Mod DMLE & DMT Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #6e5f57 \|#ff5470 Posts: 13,677 Hogwarts RPG Name: Alfie Adair Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin First Year Ministry RPG Name: Tomasz Łaska Law Enforcement x10 x1	doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo Quote: Originally Posted by laurange Yes, well, it was rather difficult to ensure that the students managed to remove themselves from the classroom without damaging any equipment, or leaving a mess, or moving the desks. Often, Simran spent the whole half hour she had between lessons shifting tables around. Especially after lessons where she moved them all to the side of the room for an activity or other. And in the absence of students volunteering to help, this took time, even with magic. And so Nina Castillo had beat her to the office. Simran hummed a little to herself as she entered her office, shutting the door behind her and making her way over to the desk. She was about three steps in when she noticed that a certain Miss Castillo was staring at her collection of titles. Chuckling, she made her way back to the girl and nudged her towards the desk. "Sit down, dear," she said, and once the younger had gotten moving, resumed her way to the desk. "Would you like some tea?" Once at the desk, she settled into her chair and wiggled slightly to get comfortable. Then picking up a small ream of parchment paper, she straightened it and held it across the table. "This is the work you have submitted this week," she said, wiggling the ream of parchment a little for emphasis, the bright green O on the top right corner glinting in the light of the bluebell flames. *"You bring up a lot of interesting points, Miss Castillo. Points that would have been so fun* to discuss in lessons." "Is there a reason you don't enjoy speaking up in class, dear?" Actually, maybe tea would be a good idea. This seemed like a conversation best had over tea. "It's worrying to see such a bright student look so uneasy in a classroom." This did not surprise Nina Castillo. Most of her classmates were absolute idiots, and to make sure they all managed to remove themselves from the classroom without damaging equipment was as if praying for a miracle. Nina often considered offering her help after a lesson, but offering assistance would paint her in a light she would rather avoid all together. It was the same reasoning behind her lack of vocal participation during class itself. If one was not careful, it was easy to be tagged as the ‘Professor’s Pet’ and this was hardly a legacy that Nina wanted to create for herself. She had worked her entire life to get rid of the tag. And seeing as Hogwarts offered her the unique opportunity to begin anew, she would never willingly bring it upon herself. Not that any of this mattered any more, however, as her current placement within a Professor’s classroom was probably doing the exact thing she had been avoiding from the beginning. So much for fresh starts. Her eyes quickly moved away from the books as her attention moved back to her Professor. The Slytherin began to move forward towards one of the seats, though every step felt heavy as if her feet were weighed down by concrete blocks. ”No thank you,”** she shook her head, politely declining the offer. Tea would prolong the process she was hoping to speed through. There was no need to sit comfortably, as she wanted to leave as soon as possible. Though she sat in the comfortable chair, she felt anything but. Her back remained stiff, and it was only when she drew herself closer to properly make out the bright ‘O’ that she smiled softly. She only allowed the smile to appear for a few short seconds, before swapping it out for a neutral look. Um. Nina shrugged in response to the question, taking a moment to consider her answer before opening her mouth to reply. ”I’d rather listen to others,” was ultimately what she chose to say, as it was honest. There was something about Professor Sandhu’s eyes that made Nina feel guilty. It was as if she was sitting across from her very own abuelita (grandmother). __________________ Days of Potter 2023:___________________________ Which Bertie Botts Flavour Are You? You are Lemon!