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It was intolerable. She was acting like a schoolgirl with a crush. Which was a horrifying thought, considering the frightening lengthes and idiocies she had seen gone to by generations of schoolgirls. But it was true. Despite her best efforts, her mind kept straying from the examanations she was trying to write ("Describe the proper way to convert a Galleon into a goblet."), to a certain bar, and more specifically, a white-haired patron of the same. She was a woman of responsability, and yet, she was tempted to ignore it all in favor of time spent potentially gadding other worlds.
She sighed. Perhaps patrolling the halls for errant students would distract her. If not, it was always possible she would find herself in Milliways again.
She sighed. Perhaps patrolling the halls for errant students would distract her. If not, it was always possible she would find herself in Milliways again.