A stranger

You seem to have caught this woman just above a steep stairway like you were dipping her in a very unexcepted dance. " Hepha -- o you caught me . Good catch. Please move me not above a perlicious drop. " Right , sorry" you replied feeling vaguely embarrassed moving her to the side and closing the door, looking at you near manslaughter. A surprisingly built red headed woman appeared before you now looking curiously at you having a notable arms and forearms. This was awkward. Better speak. " Em so ... sorry for nearly killing you". She puts a hand up " You also caught me so I consider the matter even. I didn't they were gonna put anyone in here this year ".
Your reach into your pocket with your instructors which she takes and reads remarkably quickly. "No this is the right room, interesting. Anyhow I'm your (RA / Housemistress?) ____ and the smithing instructor here." She looked right quickly frowning slightly. "Which you could use some help from I could actually" you raise her hand slightly in a school manner and she raises a eyebrow at you. " I'm .. actually in one of your classes. I've done some smithing before .. I don't know what yore requirements are but I was thinking I could do that in class if you don't object. She smiles broadly " I like initiative , yeah that's no problem as I was gonna start you guys off with small projects anyways so that fits the bill.
"Right I'm Ember Ironwood" in the classroom Professor Ironwood or just Professor , in the forge Ember is fine. "I'm Liam. Liam Armstrong" you replied noticing her energetic personality. " So you said you have done some smithing before?" she said sitting on the bed. " Very basic's . Like I'm not making swords or anything but, I can do horseshoes, Nails , and hopefully dresser knobs" you manage to say with a smile. " She nods , smiles appears to take a quick note on her phone. "Any it was good meeting you Liam, gotta run .. and hopefully not die" she says with a grin and then makes her way down the stairs.
You smile to yourself as you look out the windows ... damn I'm really gonna need some blackout curtains for the weekends ... you consider the professor for a minute and your pants twitch a bit, or other things. You go down stairs to move things from your truck. And you see a girl struggling with a mini fridge. Welp