Christina was counting on Evan and Narcissa to be nice and not text her too much today. Granted, she should probably have given up on that already, but if she was going to hang her phone over to the Headmaster from now on, she needed to have some hope that the two of them would behave themselves. Mostly she was worried Evan would text her about how she was hot for teacher and then her life would be hell. Or maybe Headmaster Riddle would be so embarrassed by it that he'd forget the whole phone confiscation thing.
She knocked on the door to his office, digging around in her bag to find her phone. Maybe she'd built up his attractiveness in her mind and actually she didn't have any unnatural desire to bone a member of the faculty.
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