#4 - Research

Orla was a little startled when the Staff Room door opened almost immediately after she had finished asking the gargoyle for Professor Fairburn. 

Her jaw hung slack as her eyes traveled up from shoes to face - settling on the tired, yet extremely handsome, features of Professor Archerose.

"Uh...Oh, hullo, sir, I...Um..."

She fumbled over her words, and that made the blushing arrive in full force, blooming along her cheeks and down her neck. It felt like her nose had a pulse, so strong was her reaction. Orla wiped her palms on her skirt and tried again.

"Sorry, er...I was looking for Professor Fairburn to ask about something I saw at the lake last year?"

It sounded stupid now she'd said it out loud. Many things lived in the lake, most of which Orla had no clue about.

She felt like her face was giving off waves of heat, and she couldn’t quite meet Professor Archerose’s eye.

”Erm…I’ll come back later? Sorry to…bother!”

The last word was squeaked loudly, as Orla covered her face with her hands, turned on her heel, and sprinted away.



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