Padma watched Professor Sinistra carefully. She seemed to be…moving around a lot. Was something wrong? Did Padma’s story maker her uncomfortable. After all, everyone involved was a student and she’d been taught that was just wrong.
“Surprising?” Terribly embarrassed, Padma blushed even more. She shook her head. “No…they didn’t seem me. I didn’t watch for very long,” she quickly added; a white lie, she told herself.
Padma looked up and blinked. “You can?” She really didn’t understand what Professor Sinistra was saying. How could someone kiss themselves? Or pull their own hair? “Ginny looked like…she liked having her hair pulled. I hate it though, Terry Boot used to pull my braid all the time first and second year,” she complained.