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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia "Mia" Adair Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Leigh Upstead Hufflepuff Fifth Year x11
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Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu Ariel had no trouble waking up at a reasonable time this morning, despite it being the first day after a summer of sleeping in. Last night, she'd kept to herself despite the party going on in the Common Room, hidden behind the curtains of her new bed, hugging her stuffed koala, and crying herself to sleep. Yesterday had been full of more new things than she could handle and the alone time was desperately needed.
She woke up with a new determination to take on this school year. And to understand. After getting all dressed in her uniform, Ariel took a pen and parchment with her to breakfast. She filled a plate with eggs and hashbrowns, and wrote away. Sophie started out the term with a BANG.
Not a literal one this term, but she got right into the swing of things with ease - her morning run had gone swimmingly, the smell of the Hogwarts showers were electrifying to her senses, and she just felt READY for a new day and a new term full of adventures and new friends and new experiences and all the fun.
As chipper as could be, Soph arrived to breakfast fully dressed, smelling good, and looking good - there was still a little flush of pink in her cheeks from her run, and she looked ready to take on the world. She had to leave CB behind because her best friend was way too kind and sweet and wanted to stay back and make sure all the first years and transfers felt like they knew where they were going, so, with a starving stomach from having worked out, she made her way toward the Ravenclaw table alone, scoping out the present faces for someone to sit with -
Perfect.
Very casually slipping into the seat beside the quiet girl, Ariel, Soph helped herself to perhaps too large of portions of scrambled eggs, potatoes, and bacon, then very calmly proceeded to snatch up two pieces of toast and work on constructing a sandwich of the breakfast foods.
"You a writer, Ariel? Or just journaling about how this school is crazy and your peers are dumb and started a fight the very first night?" Soph wasn't looking at the fourth year's notebook, very polite of her and all, and was very casual in her tone - she suspected that attention in general made the girl uncomfortable, so she was trying her best to not be a totally scary older cool girl.
Which she totally was. Eh hem.
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