A meeting. Ugh. A perfect event for wasting time. The only reason she's attending is because it's probably about Ravenclaw's place in the House Cup race. And Stella HATED losing. She entered the common room, twirling her hair around her finger. The blonde didn't know if she should say hello, or simply take a seat on one of the chairs.

"Hey," she said, feeling rather awkward because she didn't know anyone there. She eyed the weird, clam-like cookies, hesitating to take one. The Ravenclaw decided not take a cookie in the end because she didn't want to be stuffed at dinner and be hungry at midnight. She took a seat next to the window, just in case the meeting would be boring so she'd be able to look at the pretty view that can be seen only from the Ravenclaw tower.