Camira paced back and forth outside of the professor's office. Was he really the right person to talk to about this? Then again, he was her head of house. He was equipped to deal with things like this, right? Right?

Camira gave his door a brisk knock and then stepped back. Hopefully he was there. And not busy. But maybe now she could plan out what to say. Maybe something like, ' Professor Forrester. I have a stalker. If it's not too much trouble, could you please just kill him when you have a free moment...' Or maybe not. She couldn't imagine that going over too well.