Laughter bubbled out of her at the question and Connie could not recall the last time she had taken to somebody so immediately, although she did tend to develop a quick and powerful fondness for anybody that shared her opinion of the headmaster so the unknown young woman was already doing well in her usual assessment of others. Of course she did have other natural advantages but Connie was trying her very best not to notice that too much less it show in her face.

“Oh no,” she answered with a pointed roll of her eyes and a not even remotely subtle air of distaste. “I’m told he’s perfectly amicable if you happen to be another entitled pureblood patriarch with no sense of humour,” and a penchant for blaming little girls for the behaviour of everybody else around them, she didn’t add for the sake of not appearing too bitter about the history of restrictions put upon the female students.

“I’m glad you survived though, we definitely need a few new faces in the castle,” she added with a smile, trying to aim for her former levity rather than revel in her irritation at the Headmaster. It was true though, a new, unquestionably prettier face would certainly brighten her mood.

“Constance, by the way.”

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MJ made me beautiful