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there weren’t many good reasons she could think of as to why Tamsin asked to talk to her after dinner. if the head girl asks to speak with you privately, either something has gone wrong, you’re in trouble, or you deserve some kind of reward you hadn’t the slightest idea about. Christa figured the last two of the three were very unlikely, but that didn’t make her any less nervous. did she need to cover for someone tonight? now that she thought of it, she hadn’t been doing very many rounds at night. maybe someone got sick last minute. she glanced over her shoulder just as Tamsin entered. well, here goes nothing, right? “you wanted to see me?”
she had misgivings about doing this. serious misgivings at that. despite her personal feelings of total disinterest in blood purity ( after all she was a realist and realistically there was no real way the wizarding world could continue to go on without everyone having at least some muggle ancestry at some point ) she knew better than to be actively seen with a muggleborn just for the things that could be done to her reputation alone. but this was important, though perhaps not as important as her reputation and the way it would make the good borgin name look, but it was important enough for her to at least ask Christa to meet with her in private just so Tamsin could check in on her. truthfully, it was her duty as head girl, and Dumbledore had even suggested that she’d check in on the muggleborn prefects to see how they were feeling, but actually going to check on them now made Tamsin nervous in a way that she couldn’t manage to shake no matter how hard she tried to rationalize that she was just doing her duty.
holding her breath for several moments she stood outside of the old storage room with her hand gripping the doorknob before finally letting herself in.
“er—” she paused for a moment glancing at christa before turning and flicking her wand at the door, just to make sure no one accidentally walked in on the conversation or that any particularly nosy passerbyer happened to eavesdrop.
“sorry yeah, take a seat. I actually just wanted to talk to you and see how you were feeling, considering all that’s happened since break ended.”








