A Class of Their Own by Lady-Distracto, literature
Literature
A Class of Their Own
“...so, how are we today?” Professor Weasley sat before them, at her desk, her face creased in a warm, friendly smile. Violet Camberwell shared a brief look at her adopted brother Michael. He in his Hufflepuff robes, her in her Gryffindor ones. She lingered on that, briefly. The siblings were seated in a pair of chairs, beside one another, before the deputy headmistress' desk. In her empty Transfiguration classroom on a sunny afternoon. Michael fidgeted, wanting to be outside she assumed. Violet preferred to be...anywhere else, really. “Fine.” Violet replied, politely. “Great, professor!” Michael beamed. “Today we learned Levioso in Defence Against the Dark-” He began, enthusiastically, but Violet swiftly elbowed him in the side, eliciting a yelp of surprise. Professor Weasley politely ignored this. “As it's the end of your first week at Hogwarts I felt you two might find it helpful for us to sit down and have a quick chat.” The professor continued, and shuffled several papers