Damara: *Takes the cigar out of her mouth, pulling her hood off her head and speaking with a thick Japanese accent* Don't you know better than to follow people around, silly girl? *Puffs out the smoke from her cigar, arching an eyebrow*
Damara: *Raises her hand, locking the windows* Bad choice. *Rolls her eyes, summoning paper and an inked feather* Don't care, you have detention after all your classes. Don't show up it goes straight to the head of your house.
Damara: Easy, now it goes to the head of your house. *Places the cigar in her mouth, writing rapidly in English and burns it to the Slytherin house teacher*