Professor Dumbledore was walking down the hallway, and he looked...angry. He walked into his office and quickly gazed at the three girls. His old face had finally started to show signs of his true age and tiredness. He turned his crystal blue eyes upon Wren, although he still looked a bit irritated. "Miss Riverstone. Might I ask you to..." While he had been speaking, Professor Dumbledore had gazed around at the other two girls. But, at spotting the curly brunette, he let his sentence trail off. Grinning through his delicate white beard, he focused his attention onto Star. "Star Moonsong. I was wondering when you would be back." Holding out his arms, Star ran into Dumbledore's embrace.
"It's great to see you again," Star said, looking up at the old wizard as if he were an admired grandfather. Monica and Wren exchanged confused looks. "How was Brian's? He wrote me and wanted to know if you could even come for Christmas break," Dumbledore said, grinning. Star slightly blushed and let out a tiny giggle. Wren looked like she would burst with nervousness. She shifted uncomfortably in her chair. She tried not to make a sound, trying not to focus the attention back on her. But, alas, she failed. Dumbledore turned and looked straight at Wren. "Miss...Riverstone is it?" Wren nodded shakily. She readied herself for the blow. "Might I ask you not to set my students on fire again?" Dumbledore said softly, a small hint of amusement in his sparkling eyes.
Monica stepped forward. "But Professor, Wren can't help it. When... When she gets nervous, things like this just happen."
Star nodded. "Yeah. That happened a few times at Salem. She just can't help it Dumbledore."
The headmaster looked over the three girls, but smiled gently. "Let me guess my dear, one of your parents was a fire elemental?" All three girls looked at him, surprised.
"How... how could you know?" Wren sputtered. The old wizard just grinned. "Like Miss Moonsong said, I know many things that other wizards don't."
Monica's brown eyes widened. She moved closer to Star and whispered into her ear. "But didn't you say that on the TRAIN?"
Star seemed to smile at the headmaster in adoration. "Yup. That's Dumbledore for ya."
Professor Dumbledore smiled at the girls. "Now, I would suggest that you three get back to the feast. It will soon be over if you don't hurry. And Miss Riverstone, if something like this happens again, I will have to take it up with your head of house." His voice was calm and soothing. Wren nodded and stood up to join her friends. Giving a large smile to Dumbledore, Star lead the way back down to the Great Hall.
Saying goodbye to her other friends, she sat back down at the Slytherin table. Draco gave her a suspicious look. "What was that all about?" He inquired.
Star merely shrugged him off. She looked over at Laelai and smiled gently. "Wren's all right if you wanted to know." And with that said, Star focused back upon her dinner.