 be curious, not judgmental
When James arrived at the Ravenclaw common room, she was expecting faces much like, if not worse, than what she had seen from some Hufflepuffs. But... the Ravenclaws actually seemed pretty lively. Maybe she should have come to see the Ravenclaws sooner. If there were dementors around, this bunch was probably just as likely to attract them as the Slytherins were.
But the Official wasn't really too concerned as she placed one hand on her hip, the other holding the shimmering white trophy, and basked in the glory of what looked like a summertime winter wonderland. The white confetti had made the room look snow-covered, which wasn't intentional, but James ended up putting a reluctant end to the falling confetti. She kicked it around a bit, walking into the room further to catch the Ravenclaws' attentions, "A Slip and Slide? That sounds like a good time." Would they let her stay? They probably needed supervision for that kind of thing, yeah? Make sure no one broke a neck?
"...I also have a special delivery for Elise Fairfield." James held up the shiny white trophy purposefully. Where was the captain to claim the trophy for everyone? HMMM?
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