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“I did. I teach here and it’s hard enough to get you kids to take me seriously with me being younger than most professors, I don’t need to give you more reason to not see me as a figure of authority. I’m okay with watching.” Amethyst  glanced around the room to make sure everything was under control and gently took the girl by the arm, guiding her into the hallway “We’re gonna get you some tea. I have something that will keep you calm and sober. We don’t want the headmaster coming after us and this will also save you from a massive hangover in the morning.“

“I won’t see you as any less if you dance, that’s just dumb. Being a young teacher is cool too.” Lee let out a light giggle as the woman pulled her into  he hallway. “I am calm and sober Ms. Amy, I promise.” she said flashing her a smile. “Hangovers aren’t even a thing, I know its just a thing you adults make up to scare us.”

“Why thank you. Hogwarts was getting rebuilt on the year I was supposed to have my ball so this is sort of like my first real one so I wanted to look good even though I’m not really a participant. Have you been drinking? I’m supposed to report you if you have– I won’t, but I’m supposed to.” 

“Who says you can’t be a participant? I mean I’m almost positive there’s no rule against it. Does that mean you didn’t get to dance with anyone either?” she asked with a frown. “I….maybe a little. Things like this just make me giddy so I was just trying to calm the nerves.”

“Chaperoning this dance was the best decision I’ve ever made. Good music, food and all the students are so well-behaved. I think. I haven’t been paying attention in a while. You look pretty, though. I didn’t even recognize you! Well, not that you don’t look pretty on a regular day but today you’re, like, out of this world pretty. You shouldn’t be wasting your time chatting with your teacher.” 

“You look pretty yourself.” Lee said with a smile, looking over her professor. “In fact I’d say you look pretty stunning. You’re way more interesting than anyone else here.” she said patting the woman on the shoulder, Lee may or may not have had a good bit of fire whiskey.

“I just said I didn’t steal from Slughorn,” Emilia reminded her, taking another bite of licorice and shrugging her shoulders.  “I might still be a thief.  Hell, maybe I stole those snacks, huh?”  And some of them had been smuggled out of the Great Hall, but the school probably could afford to lose a few tarts.  

“Oh! So you are a little thief then?” she teased, taking another licorice. “Wait...I’m eaten stolen candy? I’ve been tainted, my good reputation spoiled all in the name of sweets.” she giggled, smiling over at the other girl. “I’m joking by the way.”

Emilia blinked, slow and annoyed, while the girl kept prattling on and on and on.  The young witch visibly flinched when the Ravenclaw mentioned Voldemort by name.  Well, almost by name.  The intent was there, and it made Emilia more than a little uncomfortable.  She tapped her fingers against the desk now, nails clacking quietly as she fidgeted.  

“Okay I believe you....but only because you buy good snacks and anyone with such impeccable taste in snacks can’t be a thief.” she replied to the other girl with a smile. She hadn’t just walked over for the snacks though, the girl was cute and Rozene had a weakness for cute girls, it was one of the big reasons she’d had to transfer.

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Rozene stumbled down the stairs, barely keeping her balance as she ran to class at full-speed. Her hair was a mess and her robes were even worse, she’d slept in again and now she was late to class, very late. She finally arrived at the class, running her fingers through her hair to at least straighten it out before taking a deep breath and entering, fearing the worst at the nagging she’d probably receive from the professor. To her astonishment the classroom was empty, save for one person, a petite brunette girl that was in the class with her. “Oh wow that’s...too bad.” she replied, trying to hide her relief. She leaned against the nearby wall, trying to catch her breath. “Do you know why? I hope its nothing to do with this Voldymurt guy.” her breathing finally began to quiet and she straightened up. “If class is cancelled what are you doing here?” she asked, eyeing the other girl suspiciously. “You’re not the one who’s been stealing stuff from Professor Slughorns storeroom are you? ‘Cause I’ll have you know I got blamed for that and it wasn’t groovy.”