 PHILOMATH ❅ not one atom, but two ♪ ♪ made of starstuff ❅ def main():
Harley Clementine Keaton had taken the slightly longer way around. In her opinion, this buddy system was for idiots, she had her sister who she needed to look out for and that was it. The Moxinator and her ideas, as per usual. And, navigation was kind of her thing.
The long way around had proved to be rather fruitful. They had some interesting plants here, a boathouse by the lake, some oddly located hot springs and, of course, the forest. She’d make sure to explore the forest without Angel hanging off of her. Maybe she’d ask Manuela to look out for her that day.
Tucking her wand and a variety of collected items discreetly into her uniform, the wiry blonde towered in the entrance and surveyed the scene with utmost curiosity. First of all? Too small. Much too small. Ilvy’s strength was in their almost offensive numbers, and clearly this… Great? Hall, wouldn’t cut it. They do like their grand names here don’t they?
Beady blue eyes briefly focused on the table underneath the red flags and she grinned. That’s one way to announce their arrival, with some old school mind numbing pop tunes and tasteless humour. Could always count on Khalil. Adjusting her goggles, and making sure all five earrings were in place, Harley took to slowly strolling around the hall, taking it all in. It was very much what she’d expected, and yet somehow a little disappointing too. So many stories, and this is it? Old stone, floating candles and a charm on the ceiling?
At least Ilvermorny had a funky style to it. Which, speaking of Ilvermorny, where were her Serpents? Surely not at the house with the snake emblem, they wouldn’t be so grossly predicta- was that gold cutlery?!
…
Well then. Maybe she’d send back some… mementos. Clover deserved a nice gift after all, staying home with their parents.
Finally spotting Manuela in the blue house, Harley made her way over with raised eyebrows and upturned lips, shooting nods towards all her housemates present.
"Yo, Hogwarts kids, is this real gold?" she asked, lifting up teaspoon and directing her question to everyone present.
Aka, hello.
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