[h3][i]~Karen Antonius~[/i][/h3]
	Karen had an amused look on her face as she watched the exchange between Nick and Damian, as well as nodding in approval after he apologized for the food. She took a moment to have a few bites of her meal before responding to his question. "Why does anyone sit with someone? Do I need to have a reason?" she said with a light smile. "Well, I suppose I can say for your peace of mind that I am bored, and I think that you're an interesting person to be around; as always, my assumption was correct."

	As she said this, she pointed to Nick, then to the Dark Mark still hanging in the air. "Speaking of which, does your friend not know what that symbol means?" she wondered. Some time has passed since the dark times where Voldemort ran loose, but they weren't so far away that they could be considered ancient history. The scars from the war were still healing, and even if the new generation did not know of the fear Voldemort produced, they should still know better than to invoke his mark in the presence of people who did - like the teachers. 

	"I can't imagine that the teachers are going to like that very much," she said, mildly amused.

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