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Katerina sat at the border of the Canal. It was a beautiful day, only not to her. She'd been looking through a newspaper during breakfast when she saw an article on a prison. The prison her mother was in.

She thought she was over that, but, truth was, she never would be. Her anger came back when she thought of the woman, so she excused herself from the table and went for a walk. Surely, her grandmother would understand.

Babcia Isidora was always supportive of her. She was the only good thing left in Katerina, her reason for living.

Alexa walkled along the canal for some freash air. Alexa had to get out of her Manor. She walked along and reconised a girl sitting down.

Alexa walked over and knew who it was.

"Hello Miss Kahnovich!" Alexa said with a smile.
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Katerina turned around when she heard someone, and relaxed a bit when she saw her Professor.

"Oh, hello Professor Thorpe," she greeted politely, "What brings you here?"

"Lets say I had to get out of my Manor. I needed some freash air. What about you Miss Kahnovich?" Alexa said as she sat down next to the girl.
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Katerina shrugged, "I don't know. To think, perhaps."

She looked out over the water, hatred in her heart as she thought of her mother and father.

"You can talk to me about anything you know. Even if its outside of school. Think of me as a older friend. Whats wrong Miss Kahnovich?" Alexa asked with concern.
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Katerina hesitated. She couldn't tell her. Sure, she was a professor at her school, but she couldn't trust her. She wouldn't trust her. Not yet. She wasn't Yulianna, she wasn't her grandmother.

But perhaps it would be best to tell someone that wasn't close to her. . . better than someone who could hurt her again. Still, she was unsure.

Her eyes still trained on the water before her, Katerina waited a few seconds before speaking, choosing her words carefully. "Nothing's wrong," she said, "Everything is normal. It's the same as it was last year."

"You can trust me you know. Even if its through a oath." Alexa said with a sigh. She didn't want the girl to look lost, sad. She wanted her students to have a childhood unlike her self. because her mother went to Azkaban when she was young.
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Katerina looked at her, not knowing how to even explain.

"Just. . ." she started, "I read an article on a muggle newspaper this morning that made me a bit uncomfortable, that's all."

"So this article made you think about something from the past. Something you rather not wanted to happen?" Alexa said to the girl as she looked at the water.
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Katerina thought about the question for a moment. Something she rather not wanted to happen. . . was it really? She didn't have second thoughts about sending her mother to jail. So, in a way, she didn't not want it to happen. But that same day. . . it was the day Yuli died. And that, more than anything, she wished hadn't happened. And one action took place just before the other, one cause another to happen.

"Sort of. . ." she said, "I guess you could put it that way."

"This article is bothering you and hurting you from the inside Miss Kahnovich. I can see it in your eyes child." Alexa said as she looked at the girl.

"You can tell me anything. I keep secrets very well and you can trust me on that one. Being a master in occlumencey has its fantasticness. I wouldn't hurt you either." Alexa said with truth in her green eyes.
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"It's not the article that's bothering me," Katerina said, keeping a neutral expression, "It's just a stupid article on a stupid newspaper."

She sighed, "I don't want to talk about this, that's all."

"That fine then. You can't blame everything on your self about what happened in the past. Trust me, I have blamed my self for something that happened in my childhood." Alexa said with a sad smile.
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Katerina sighed and nodded, "I know."

She looked across the water, and then at the little kids playing tag near them. Was it sad that she never had that kind of childhood?

Alexa looked at the girl. The girl was looking at some kids playing. The longing in those eyes made Alexa a bit sad.

"You know there is a way to remove bad memories through putting certain ones into a pensieve. It won't remove the whole memorie, it will leave you feeling a lot better. Or why don't you just try to have the time of your life. Starting from now on?" Alexa asked her student.
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Katerina turned to Alexa, frowning, and raised an eyebrow, curious. "How?" she asked, willing to do anything to feel a bit better.

She laughed a bit at the Professor's suggestion, "And don't you think I've tried? I have. And failed."

"Well Wy don't I teach you in Private occlumencey when school starts again. Come to my classroom sometime and I will help you deal with your bad memories. You can remove the ones you want and put them in one of my spare pensives whic will be locked up. Don't worry, I won't pry into the pensive you will use. I'm not like that." Alexa said to the girl.

"You can trust me with anything." Alexa said with truth.