"No..." Megan explained to the overhead drapery of her four-poster with a near pathetic self-annoyance. "I made it to the proper corridor - but completely chickened out and kept walking...right past his office." She made a hand motion in demonstration.
The arm dropped dramatically as she continued, "Then just as I considered going back to try again...an owl delivered the package and now... I'm here."
It was silly really...and she knew it. Professor Weasley was an extremely fit man and she was more than aware that there was no chance in hell anything remotely scandalous could happen. But, honestly, the opportunity and challenge that comes with getting an out of lesson glimpse at his handsome face....totally worth it.
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