SPOILER!!: Jacob & Etta
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Lady of Light 
Etta nodded, so very GLAD someone agreed with her. She wished they had a longer autumn as well.. and winter was short this year. Not that THAT was a possibility. "My mum made me carry enough jackets and blankets to last a lifetime." She said, with a wry grin. Etta was just waiting for next summer already... heh. Anyway. Moving on. "Where are you actually from?" See? A nice change of subject.
What was home-schooling like? Etta's eyebrows knitted together in a frown for a moment, trying to think of the right answer to the question. "Well, it was pretty alright. I was homeschooled with my cousins, who are the same age as me so.... I never really felt bored. But, you never really get to meet people." That was really the main disadvantage. Not meeting people. It wasn't that she couldn't talk to people but still, she wished she'd gotten the opportunity to make more friends. Her smile turned into a grin before she continued, "How about you? Where did you transfer from?"
.... and then there was someone wandering nearby. Eh. She looked up to find a boy who was walking towards them? Or not? It looked he didn't know what he wanted to go? And then suddenly Olivia was inviting him over to sit with them. Oh, my. He did look very, very awkward.
"Hi.." Etta stared at him curiously ( as though he were an alien ) as the boy sat down, trying not to smile at his awkwardnesss because that would be mean, yes? Maybe he was scared of talking to girls or something. Who knew?
"I'm Etta." Brisk nod.
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awakemysoul Jacob started, nearly jumping out of his skin, when one of the girls began speaking loudly. He looked around quickly, seeing if there was someone else she could be talking to, but he was the only one there. He must be the intended target of the question.
Had his plan actually worked? Get close enough and they'll talk to you? He'd have to remember that one. On second thought (again), that was probably a creepy tactic. Maybe he wouldn't use that one again.
"Um. Sure. Hello," he said, walking cautiously over to the duo. "I'm up to... Nothing at all, really." Did that make him sound mysterious or like a giant loser? Should he sit down? Was this an actual invitation, or were they just trying to verify that he was not a creeper before continuing their own conversation?
Well, if he sat down, it would be too awkward for them to tell him to go away. Right? Right. Probably. Or they would just ignore him and the only person feeling awkward would be him. Oy vey. Snap out of it, dummy, he chided himself. You're being weird.
He decided to take a chance and sat down, keeping his distance a bit. He was still close enough that a person walking by could reasonably assume he was part of their group, but not so close that any body parts -- knees or the like -- might accidentally touch. That sounded like a bit too much socialization in one sitting to him.
"I'm Jacob, by the way." He'd forgotten to say that part until now. Whoops.
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Sounds like a good mum," said Olivia with a wide grin. She wish that she had been closer to her mother before her mother's accident but sometimes life did not work in those ways. As per Etta's question, Olivia happily answered. "
Originally Melbourne, Australia. More recently South of France. I lived with my grandparents for a couple years." It was a good way to escape the pain of watching her mother's condition worsen.
She became silent, listening to Etta's description of being home schooled. She could definitely believe that it would be certainly difficult to meet people when you were schooled with your cousins. "
That must have been fun spending time with cousins but I could imagine that it'd be spending time with your siblings. You'd get to know each other very well. The good and the bad." She paused, trying to think of a way to describe it. "
There's a muggle phrase that says after three days friends and family start to smell like fish. Or maybe that's something my Dad says." Her Dad was very good at making up various phrases as well as puns that were pure punishment. However, that was his role as a father. It was required of him to do so.
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I transferred from Beauxbatons. I loved it there but I wanted to find more of a balance between schoolwork and extracurriculars. Also I wanted to come to Hogwarts to experience the adventures and the inexplicable events that my older brother experienced when he was here." It probably sounded a little silly saying that she had come here to seek all of this but it was true. She wanted the true Hogwarts experience. She desired it. She had always been one for adventures.
Before she could ask another question, she noticed that the boy had answered her question. He was doing... nothing? She raised an eyebrow, watching him and trying to analyze what he had meant. He probably was just very awkward around girls. Her brother had gone through a stage like this (according to their father). Once the boy, Jacob, had joined them and introduced himself, then Etta introduced himself. She smiled. "
Nice to meet you, Jacob. I'm Olivia. So we were just talking about schools. We're both new to Hogwarts this year. Have you been here all of your schooling years?" she asked.