"I dont go to class." she corrected the girl firmly. "Dumbledore and McGonagall teach me, mostly. Your father taught me Occlumency while we were in hiding." Taking a short breath, convincing herself aswell as Kristi, she told her, "I'm alright, really. I'm fine. I just need some food in my stomach and some fresh air in my lungs and I'll be perfect."

Gathering up her satchel, she slung it over her shoulder, gave Kristi a small subtle smile and left for the great hall. Before she had a chance to sit, she was interuptted by another person, Nick, who appeared out of breah, red-faced and a little disorientated. Gladly distracted from her own troubles, she sat him down and asked what was wrong.

"Nothing...well nothing really," he replied, loosening his tie around his neck so that he could breath for the better. "It's just Pansy. Everywhere I go, she's there. Apparently Draco has higher standards these days and so now she's decided to attach herself to me. Only, I don't want to go to the ball with her. For obvious reasons.." he added afterward, his eyes averting, making sure Pansy did wasn't about to comr crashing into the hall, ready to pounce.


Making a note for myself to remember he's her half-brother, son of Voldemort mothered by Bellatrix.