[Closed: Kirigiri Kyouko] Private lessons

[fireredspear]

[North Yard]

[Sano had picked the location consciously. First, it was an open space that opened further to the outside of the castle, but was secluded, obscured by the Northern Tower complex, thus offered enough privacy from prying eyes. It was turned towards the Quidditch pitch, thus not many people passed through the space, unless there was a match, or practice - which would have long ended by this time of the day.

It was past dinner, people in the halls lessened and it was improbable anyone would disturb them.

Sano was ready, waiting for Krigiri-chan, as he started calling her in her head, leaning against a wall where she would spot him easily, his racing broom just beside him. Since it was a private lesson, he saw no reason in using those terrible school brooms. He could at least offer comfort to the miss, if not to the first years.]

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[tailoredgloves]

[His latest words are gratifying to hear, as much as she'll never admit it. Someone agreeing with her stance is good enough to start dissipating the sudden rush of anger; Kirigiri finds herself relaxing slightly, not realizing she had tensed up in the first place.

There's a lot of things she wants to say about her father, but most of them aren't objective. It's hard to be objective when it comes to that man. She's not fond of acknowledging the subject.]

Mr. Kirigiri was a very stupid man.

[It does help, but she's also not too fond of talking about her feelings and whether they feel better.]

I am okay. [Kirigiri responds, even if she might not actually be- she believes she's fine, she'll put away the subject as she usually does.] But we're at the Tower, you don't need to walk me further if your room isn't here. Do you need to go further up this way?

[fireredspear]

[Stupid, huh? Well, that was a good word to describe them, he supposed.]

So was Harada Satoru.

[He nods, giving her an encouraging smile, then scratches his head mischievously.]

We already passed my turn. It's okay though. It's not far.

[He's staying close to the Gryffindor tower, which is just across the floor. Besides, he wouldn't let a girl walk alone to her room, no matter what.]

[tailoredgloves]

[The agreement gives her a sense of calm. She won't conclude it after some reflection later in her room, but there's a kind of connection being brewed between them over the shared stupidity of their fathers.

Kirigiri glances down the path to her house common rooms. From Harada-sensei's tone, it seems like he's coming along anyway.]

It really isn't far, my dormitories are just up the tower.

But if you want to accompany me, I don't mind.

[She's the best candidate to be allowed to walk alone her room, by her track record, but it's his choice. Kirigiri picks up her pace again towards the stairwell at the end of the corridor.]

[fireredspear]

[He chuckles softly, when it suddenly sounds like she's doing him the favor for letting him accompany her, instead of him being the correctly chivalrous one.

He doesn't say anything though, silent in his amusement, as he picks up his pace as well and follow her.]

I'll accompany you. It's proper manners.

[And a teacher's responsibility, he adds in his mind, but he feels like it's just an excuse for him to be chivalrous. A true former Gryffindor, ain't he?]

[tailoredgloves]

[Kirigiri had been raised closer to murder than manners, where offers of escort are unusual and potentially dangerous. She usually doesn't ask for the favor of accompaniment even when heading to far shadier places, so this display of chivalry just strikes her as an unneeded expense of effort, but there's no reason to convince him to turn back.

This school is supposed to be fairly safe, after all. If Harada-sensei would like to walk some extra distance he can do that. You could say she's not so Japanese where her sense of what formalities are normal is concerned.]

This is manners required of a teacher to a student? Walking me this far is fairly kind already.

[fireredspear]

[He chuckles lightly, looking away. One could phrase it that way as well.]

More or less. [He turns to her again, giving her a smile.] I was just raised this way. It's rough and unpolite to let a girl, much less a student entrusted to me, walk back alone, no matter how safe it is. I'm old-fashioned like that.

[He might have been a liberal and tolerant person in many ways, but there were a few outdated habits like this, that he honed. You could be liberal and still know how to behave and have manners.]

[tailoredgloves]

[Her first thought is of how inconvenient that could be; too much chivalry could easily put a person in danger. She smiles in amusement at his words- though the dim lighting hides it somewhat- and it's the kind of teasing smirk she's seen other Ravenclaws wear when criticizing Gryffindor house.

Hm. If teachers had houses she could picture Harada-sensei there. (And he actually was from there. But anyway.)]

It's a little funny to me, I've been raised on different values.

[But then again, she had recently learnt that chivalry could have its good points, too.]

[fireredspear]

[He notes with amusement the smirk that he like to call 'the Ravenclaw jab'. Aah, you couldn't deny your house, you just couldn't. There were times when it shone through so clearly, that the founders themselves wouldn't have believed it.]

Different values are a good thing. If we all lived on the same values, the world would stagnate.

[They reached the entrance to the tower and Sano turned to Kirgiri-chan.]

I'll let you off here. Have a good night, Kirigiri-chan.

[tailoredgloves]

That's true.

[Nicely said. She was glad the first teacher she's gotten to know wasn't an average salaryman with a plain, forgettable sort of identity. (She's been taught by a few of those sorts in her lifetime.)

Hopefully future lessons would bring more nuggets of knowledge -and wisdom, since Harada-sensei was around for longer than she.]

Mmm- I'll see you next time.

Goodnight, Harada-sensei.