Her wand hand dropped to her side as she looked at him. Even as he (sarcastically) offered to hear her opinion, she could see the bite was gone from his voice, and there was...something in his gaze that made her feel as if she was suddenly on a stage. She rolled her wand in between her thumb and forefinger as if getting rid of any nervous energy. "You should just ignore me, then," She heard herself say. She wanted to move, to get out from underneath his stare, but it wasn't possible. He was standing by the door, looking in. "Everyone usually does."

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