sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady
Robert followed Lyra into the professor's office, clutching her hand. He hadn't been to this office. He didn't even take this class and he was was feeling a little nervous. Allowing her to continue to move him wherever he still had that same utterly confused look on her face, "Listen...listen to what Lyra?" Just then he heard the Gryffindor girl speak and he stood next to Lyra. He glanced at her curiously and put his arm around her for whose comfort he wasn't sure but SOMEONE needed some. He was burning with questions but he had a good idea that most of them would be answered just by listening and so instead contented himself with playing wall and doing just that.
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