Mr. Lestrange's words caused Emmeline to pause in her ministrations. It was almost as if he were taunting her to break rules. She most definitely was not one to break rules though she had been caught out in the corridors past curfew before she'd become a prefect but that had been a fluke. She'd ran into a damned boggart and it had thoroughly messed her timing up.

That was all besides the point though. She couldn't very well go about her rounds totally drenched to the bone and there simply wasn't time to go and change, especially since he'd already been late. She quickly cast a spell to dry herself then redid her braided hair before turning back to him. "Sometimes things are necessary," she answered will all the confidence she didn't really have, she just hoped it held enough to convince him.

"Shall we begin?" she then asked, hoping they could just get on their merry way and forget about the whole ordeal.

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