Wait. Etta was a kiwi? Wait. Wait. Wait. WHAAAAT. WHAT.

“You’re a KIWI?” she exclaimed, perhaps a little too loudly. She was simply excited to meet a fellow true southerner. She hadn’t met anyone from New Zealand at either Hogwarts or Beauxbatons. This was terrific. Now she could tease Etta about being a part of Eastern Australia, the long forgotten state of Australia. “So either I’m from the western Ireland of New Zealand or you’re from Eastern Australia?” she teased with a grin. She had been waiting to use that joke for YEARS. “Australia was fantastic. I moved away when I was about seven to live with grandparents. I loved France. It was definitely a little bit of a culture shock and the language barrier was hard for a few years but after a while I could manage it.” And she was now fluent in it. Somehow she had always had a knack for languages. “Did you enjoy New Zealand?”

Olivia paused, getting the sense that the relationship between Etta and her cousins was a little strained. That was like and her eldest brother (Marcus). He had made fun of Simon and Olivia for their ‘abilities’. He was also a bully. He wasn’t the type of person that Olivia gravitated towards. At Etta’s response to the muggle phrase that she had said, Olivia’s eyes widened. “I’m pretty sure my Dad made it up. He must have.” She chuckled. Her Dad was always making up things like that as well as telling bad Dad jokes. Though she was pretty certain that the bad Dad jokes was a requirement for all dads.

“Is it a bit intimidating at time coming to such a large school after being home-schooled?” asked Olivia curiously. She was certain that if she had been in Etta’s shoes. She would be worried about making friends and interacting with different kinds of people. “Though it must be exciting.” To Etta’s question, she nodded. Yes, her brother had been here. Her favourite brother. It wasn’t ever good to have favourites but when you had two brothers like Marcus and Simon, it was very easy to have a favourite. She liked the one that talked to her more and treated her like an actual person. “Yes, he was! Simon was a Slytherin. He’s much older than me which I guess makes me kind of the ‘oops’ child, y’know?”

Olivia nodded to Jacob as he said it was nice to meet both of them. She caught the blush that appeared on Jacob’s face. Cute. Remaining quiet, she listened to Jacob speak about his time. Oh so he was also relatively new! That was exciting. When he mentioned Illvermorny, she beamed. She had met someone from Illvermorny over the summer in Diagon Alley who had taught her ALL about the school. “Illvermorny? Awesome! I met this guy in the fourth year that just transferred this year from there. His name is Brent and he’s in Slytherin. I think he said that he was a Puckwudgie?” Or was it Thunderbird? She couldn’t remember. The houses had such interesting names.