-Immer Ende-

-Chapter✦Sixteen-

✧RECONCILIATION✧

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Days following the altercation between the two former friends, Imara had managed to convince Cara to head to the kitchens, fetch a hot chocolate, and then to cuddle up in the Ravenclaw common room.
It hadn't been all that hard considering the elves adored the Lestrange children.

And in seeing Cara in such a state, they had packed an entire basket with surprises along with the ordered hot cocoa.

The two gals had walked through the halls, and Imara had been on the lookout for Potter. She herself would have a few words for him as well.

"Ms.Lestrange!" Professor Lupin had seen his mistake when either of the students had turned around, clearly he caught them on their way for a bit of a break. "Hello professor Lupin." Imara greeted, allowing her sister to remain unspoken.

From what Ronan's been saying, she's hardly participating in class. Though her twin had made it his mission, he and the Slytherins alike, to keep Potter away from her.

"I meant to have a word with you after class today, are you free tomorrow after study hall?" Cara had blinked in pure confusion to what he could possibly want, though he recalled the portion of Romulus offering aid when he was feeling ill.

"O-of course, professor."
"Grand, I'll see you soon then, my classroom." He eased a smile into the conversation and bid the two sisters a good day. And while he walked along the stone floorings, he couldn't be feeling the strong urge of having just spoken to Aurora Black.

There were times he forgot that his homework nowadays was to grade papers or that he needed to attend class as the professor at the front by the board and not behind a desk.

It was still was unnerving not to hear his best mates among these halls.

"What do you suppose that's about?" Cara truly hadn't a clue and shrugged her shoulders, she did feel much more light-hearted when a favorite professor had asked for her—Granted, most students would shrink away at the idea of a professor wanting to speak after class.

Usually it was a scolding, but Cara hardly ever did anything wrong.

Upon arriving at the Ravenclaw Common Room, the two sisters had claimed a corner and sectioned it off from the rest. Diving into their load of sweets, only for Romulus having returned from his extra potion lesson to see what his sisters were up to.

"Goddess, did you two raid the kitchen?" Cara hid her giggle against her hand as she nodded, clearly the girl simply needed a pick-me-up filled with chocolate and other sweets.
"Come join us Rommy, I saved you some cocoa." He offered out that his robes smelled of brewing and claimed to be down after a quick wash.

He could've managed in the prefect's bathroom, but after hearing another prefect getting it on in there, he directed himself elsewhere.

It had taken a few wash-throughs to finally get the stench of work from his hair—And he'd already set his robes to clean off in the corner of the bathroom. Yet he felt grand in his clean Ravenclaw jumper, the perfect attire to read in the company of his siblings.

"Hey Rommy?" Cara whispered out, though Imara's eyes flickered up regardless. The girl hadn't spoken all that much since, and anything was a blessing at this point.
"Do you remember papa when we were younger?" She questioned, and that caused the eldest to frown.