Padma nodded in agreement although she really had no plan to involve Professor Sinistra in any trouble she might get into; with the pass or otherwise. It was just too much of a risk in a school run by known Death Eaters. She cared about her favorite professor far too much for that.
“Really?” Padma felt a surge of jealousy. It was unrealistic to expect that Professor Sinistra never had favorites before her but it did hurt a little. Maybe she wasn’t as special to her favorite professor as she’d hoped…
“Thank you, Professor.” Padma blushed furiously but tried to hide it. She blinked at her professor. “You do?” There weren’t too many girls that weren’t Indian who wore them. “I’d be happy to. Err…” Padma trailed off. Lost for words, she was experiencing something she didn’t know very well.
“That might…” She trailed off again and rethought her words. “It’s not something where one can be…modest?”