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He has taken his time on the approach. He had noticed Genevive in their first year - she too, he figured was Irish, from her accent. But in some ways that had dissuaded him more than their different houses - her accent after all, for all it’s similarities to his had its differences too and at eleven he understood the prejudice of class. 

And then, Hogwarts taught him the prejudice of blood. His, apparently, was dirty and marked him as worthless in the eyes of some people. He made it his personal mission to black as many of those eyes as possible and while there were some so-called ‘purebloods’ who hadn’t cared, who had accepted him he’d always found them a little... High-strung. Like thoroughbred horses. 

Through their schooling, Genevive had remained mysterious and distant and he hadn’t minded that much. At first, he’d had little interest in girls anyway but in the more recent years - there were girls just as pretty who were more welcoming.

But still, he’d noticed her... Her floundering magical talent was hardly a secret and certainly the subject of some scorn. And, one of the reasons he felt confident in approaching. Not because he thought any less of her for it - but because, at least, if she reacted less than favourably - she’d hardly be able to hex him to pieces. 

He had to be careful, however, after all his reputation was starting to proceed him. While he's not quite become a serial womanizer  - still school aged he is a year or two away from that - he’d certainly set himself on that path. 

But, he figured, at least he was honest about it - unlike some others his age.

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Robert honestly had no idea why he was so nervous. He was going to a school function as a chaperone and was simply attending with another professor. Rob checked his tie and ran a hand down the front of his brown plaid suit in an attempt to gain some confidence, which he still chided himself for. It was a silly student ball, not worth getting emotionally invested in. 

But the idea of listening to some music, having some drinks, chatting and maybe having a dance or two. It had been entirely too long since he had done anything social and Rob felt the need to go.

@ veritasxrum I feel personally attacked…

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Ahaha. Noice. I like how you chose the two boys who probably have the least dealbreakers, maybe. 

So - Severus, I guess - dislikes stupidity. He wouldn’t- couldn’t love someone he couldn’t respect intellectually. While he has his own issues with it - he would be unlikely to remain with an abusive partner. Untrustworthiness is not exactly an issue, because... He will find a way to make sure he can trust you - probably by acting shady himself.

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Miss Genevive, 

Once again I offer my condolences on your loss and do hope that the flowers sent with this letter will give you some small measure of comfort. 

I have found myself hoping to hear of your return so we might have afternoon tea once again and share what has transpired since our last meeting. Greenhouse Number Four is currently off limits to all students and most staff. It is a long and sortied tale, one that is best told over a cup and biscuits. 

I do hope to see you soon.

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