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Originally Posted by Samia Missa was watching him very carefully. And while usually she would have filtered out her thoughts, and words to give him enough space to simmer in his angst - today was not that day. Because that was it? Professor Williamson knew him???
It was why she couldn't stop herself and the words slipped out before she knew it, "I feel like everyone at hogwarts ends up pushing your buttons somehow..." She wasn't being sarcastic either. She was just having some serious trouble being patient today. A thing she was sure she would regret. Honestly, it was probably about time she ceased her filtering. They both knew he hardly had a filter of his own save for when it came to information. One key piece to the whole puzzle being one that he had not shared with her and that was due to his concern for her overthinking. He willingly shared knowledge if he felt it would make any real difference, he was no gatekeeper, but this was not one of those times.
"Well maybe they do," he said somewhat heatedly. She certainly had pushed one of his buttons right now - though he tended to secretly like it whenever she did. "This whole school is just one giant button pushing nuisance."
Salty and petty? Absolutely.
__________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back.........................................
But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... 
The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony
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