Meri opened her mouth to reply, a guilty smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, but struggled a bit to find words for her own defense. The very picture of someone who'd been called out and knew it, she cleared her throat before finally managing a response. "I was... interested. I took divination every year it was available to me!" her guilty grin lingered as if she knew this was a blatantly weak defense. "...It just did not agree with me."
She shifted uneasily on her feet, feeling a sudden flush of the old embarrassment she'd always felt around her former teacher. "Mr. Carmichael, unfortunately, knows this better than anyone. I once tried to convince him my tarot cards were broken." By now she was pointedly avoiding eye contact with either of them, stricken by the image of her teenage self storming into his office, fueled by frustration and stubbornness.
"Sg. Zabini organized a Seers club in Italy" she added, making her own subject change.
She shifted uneasily on her feet, feeling a sudden flush of the old embarrassment she'd always felt around her former teacher. "Mr. Carmichael, unfortunately, knows this better than anyone. I once tried to convince him my tarot cards were broken." By now she was pointedly avoiding eye contact with either of them, stricken by the image of her teenage self storming into his office, fueled by frustration and stubbornness.
"Sg. Zabini organized a Seers club in Italy" she added, making her own subject change.