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Waddles Isabella tilted her head thoughtfully and sniffed. "You're right," she said. "It doesn't smell odd right here. Somewhere, it did, though. I don't know if it was by the Potions classroom."
She frowned slightly. "I think the swimming pool is supposed to be a secret," she said carefully. "My mother never knew about it, but I was given a hint and now I want to find it." She eyed the Slytherin carefully. Could she trust this girl with her source of intel? Isabella decided she could. She was very trusting. "The Care of Magical Creatures professor, um, what's his name? He accidentally mentioned it to me." Hopefully he wouldn't get in trouble for revealing one of Hogwarts' secrets to a mere first year. And hopefully she wouldn't get in trouble for sharing it further with...what was this girl's name? Isabella realized she hadn't asked.
"I'm Isabella, by the way," she said, sticking her hand out to the girl. "I'm a first year. What's your name?" Maybe not the smoothest introduction, but Isabella was about making friends, not being smooth.
Elsa took a deep relieved breath. She was secretly afraid that there was in fact some sort of smell floating around the dungeons. She smiled at the girl and winked
"I was teasing you, but good to know it doesn't stink down here, that would make me really upset...and worried about my nose." she ended with a giggle.
So there was a secret pool somewhere in this castle?! That was amazing.
"Really??" Elsa repeated really dumbly, a mischievous grin spreading on her face
"That's really awesome, I've never heard of it, and I don't recall ever hearing anyone talking about it either" she rubbed her hands in excitement
"Would you mind if I help you look for it? I'm sure two heads think better than one." this was really cool information. Elsa felt glad the girl revealed how she got the knowledge because if she didn't corroborate her story with a teacher she might just think she was inside.
As she took the hand that was being offered and gave it a gentle shake, feeling very grownup all of the sudden, she introduced herself
"My name is Elsa, nice to meet you Isabella." Please Merlin allow this person not to be the one that has watched that stupid muggle movie and starts calling me Olaf... This girl was awesomely blunt, which was fine with Elsa. But it still stroke her a little weirdly how people in the UK were formal, if this introduction had been back at Portugal they would have kissed cheeks as a compliment.
"Oh, and by the way, your secret if safe with me"