"I wouldn't have expected you to be close minded," Professor Carrow replied lightly but she knew her words would sting. She knew academics didn't shy away from learning; no matter the subject or their distaste. Though, she suspect, distaste was not what Spencer was experiencing.
Alecto watched as she put her hair up. She eyed the elegant curve of her neck and relished the sight for a long, long time. As she did, she moved closer and closer until there was no visible space between them yet she didn't touch her.
She let the tension build until it was thick. Then Alecto suddenly stepped away and returned to her desk.