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Tea and Kisses

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            6.15 in the evening, that glorious time at which Constance was at last able to materialise into the staffroom and prepare herself a cup of tea. She did so with the meticulous care her students never seemed to afford their potions (with rare exceptions). Despite this obvious routine, her entrance perpetually frightened any chanting teachers within the room; occasionally she had the pleasure of spooking multiple colleagues, which was simply an added bonus of her evening.

            Fifteen wondrous minutes of steeped relaxation, decompression and deep breaths before the chaos of supper—not that she allowed such a thing as chaos.