SPOILER!!: Etta and Olivia! :)
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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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Watson "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.
"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.
"Nice to meet you both," Jacob said politely, beginning to blush again at the look on Etta's face. She looked like she thought he was from another planet, and he could tell she was trying to suppress a smile. He noticed Olivia's eyebrow raise as she looked at him curiously, as well. He must be acting even stranger than he'd thought. Curse being book-smart instead of blessed with effortless social skills! He made a mental note to check the library later for anything that might help him. There's a book for everything, that was his motto. (Maybe that being his motto was actually part of the problem.) Perhaps he could write to his brother and ask how it had been so easy for him...
"Ah," he said, Olivia's question snapping him out of his brief reverie. "No. I haven't. This will be my first full year here, actually." He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, smoothing down the hair in the back of his head. "I came to Hogwarts with about a month left of school last term. I was at Ilvermorny before that." He couldn't help frowning a little. He was still a little bitter at his father for uprooting him so suddenly. And at the
end of the year. Couldn't the new job have held off for a few more weeks?
But now wasn't the time to be thinking about that, and he really was determined to enjoy Hogwarts
even though Ilvermorny was the best wizarding school in the world. He had at some point while talking pulled out his Thunderbird badge without even realizing he'd done so, and he began playing with it idly, twirling it between his fingers. It had become almost like a comfort blanket to him, reminding him that there was a thirst for adventure inside him, however much it might disguise itself in studiousness.