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"Do you think he'll hand out chocolate?" Willa asked as the two girls walked into the classroom and took their seats beside each other.
"I doubt it" Cecilia shrugged playing with her new quill.
"Damn" Willa sighed as Cecilia just about spilled her ink across their desk, but saved it just in time,"Maybe for Christmas!"
"Not everyone celebrates Christmas"
"Well maybe he'll give some out for every night of Hanukkah" Willa hopefully added,"Chocolate candles, my new invention!"
"You're Not Jewish Willa" Cecilia laughed.
"So? Everyone can enjoy chocolate!"
"Willa you can get chocolate from Honeydukes most weekends"
"Yeah but it's not free" The persistent girl pointed out, "Unless you'd like to donate to the Feed Willa Foundation."
"Willa the man is not made of chocolate" Cecilia laughed and shook her head.
"Maybe He is! That's his weird thing that all of our professors have had."
"No Willa"
"Anyways I'm certainly not one to pass up free chocolate" Willa responded flatly,"Especially when it's Hanukkah"
"I never was either, chocolate was definitely my weak spot in school." The Professor laughed, "Sorry to disappoint however, I'm not Jewish"
"Oh hi Professor" Cecilia turned.
"You guys were in the compartment on the train right?" The man asked.
"Yeah, thanks again for the chocolate" Willa smiled, while Cecilia held back a laugh, leaning back and her chair.
"My pleasure," Professor Lupin half smiled back and walked back up to the front of the classroom.
"I like him" Willa whispered as class started,"Even if he's not Jewish"
Cecilia didn't respond, but nodded her head. Maybe this professor wasn't so loony after all.
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"An actual boggart?" Cecilia changed her mind. Professor Lupin was absolutely bonkers.
"Yeah And then we did the counter spell," The three Gryffindors nodded.
"Ridiculous" Cecilia sighed, crossing her arms.
"Yeah that's it!" Ron held back a laugh,"Riddikulus"
"Nice" Willa laughed, highfiving Ron with a smile.
"Not," Cecilia huffed, "What. I. Meant."
"Now Ron I'm going to teach you how to see Cecilia's mad face," Willa turned to the boy, "See that face?"
"Yeahhh" Ron nodded looking back and forth between the two girls, not quite getting Willa's point.
"Yeah," Willa paused,"That's it. Run!"
"Run?" Ron turned to look at the short girl, but she was already half way down the hallway.
"Run!"
"Did I mention that Neville's put Snape in a dress?"
"Epic!" Willa yelled running faster.
Ron immediately chased after her, waving a quick goodbye to his friends before turning the corner.
"Well that's amusing." Hermione held back a giggle.
"Glad Willa's such a good teacher of the "mad face" Harry added.
"Speaking of teachers, I have one to go have a chat with" Cecilia started to walk.
"That was a hell of a face" Harry whispered to the bushy haired girl beside him.
"Tell me about it"
"Don't make me do it again!"
"Sorry!" Both Gryffindors added with a laugh.
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Cecilia was fully prepared to lash out on her Professor. She was going march herself right up to his classroom and tell him exactly how she felt. It was reckless, unsafe, stupid! Actual boggarts with third years?! Her mother had always taught her to speak up, but nerves had Cecilias mind racing. Just as Cecilia was practicing her speech in her head, she approached the door and raised her hand to knock.
"Miss Hart" The door swung open revealing Professor Lupin. Her knuckles however, hadn't made contact with the door and made square contact with his jaw.
"Professor Lupin" The girl was immediately taken aback, realizing what she had just done,"Im so sorry!"
"Don't worry about it," His face cracked into a big smile to her own surprise,"Sometimes you need a little crack to the chin."
"I can't believe I just did that" Cecilia sighed, calmed by the mans relaxed nature.
"Did you need something?" He raised an eyebrow, rubbing his chin.
Cecilia prepared herself to tell Lupin all of her feelings, how angry she was that he had the nerve to show third years a boggart. How dangerous that could have been! All her thoughts were bubbling up inside her. But instead of the speech she had prepared to condemn him with, she found completely different words coming out of her mouth.
