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Kimothy · 05-14-2018, 10:28 AM

Text Cut: Oli!

Once she was finished checking the Ravenclaw's class schedule, Vivian had folded it back to its original form and offered it back to her. "Her name is Eloise," she replied. Some people were also rather shocked to find out that there was another Fairfield at Hogwarts, and one who wasn't blonde. Eloise mostly took from their mum, who had naturally ginger hair. "She's a Slytherin like me." And she had honestly thought Eloise would get sorted into Gryffindor, given how crazy the younger Fairfield could be. However, Vivian wasn't complaining. It was better to monitor Eloise's shenanigans, being in the same house. "I can let her know you want to meet her?" It amused Vivian, though. Eloise didn't seem like the type to make fast friendships, but considering how Vivian hadn't heard complaints yet. It must mean something?

Oh, the art classroom! Vivian made a double take for a moment. That was in the first floor, she recalled, staircases away. "I've never really been there," the blond shared. Arts wasn't her thing, and Vivian couldn't even draw a proper crup without making it look deformed. "The violin's pretty interesting." Would be nice to learn it, she thought, but she didn't really have the time these days.

But the question that followed took Vivian by surprise. It was adorable and scary, how blunt these first years were. It made her wonder if she was just as straight-forward when she was eleven. She most probably was. "Well, I'm usually with Skylar, the Slytherin captain, or any of my dorm mates, or my sister." Who were all girls, by the way. Ahem. "Or if you meant my fellow Slytherin prefect, Coleslaw? I have patrol duties with him." The story behind how that happened, she will leave out. "Unless you mean the tall attractive seventh year boy who walks me to class? Yeah, that's my boyfriend." She couldn't help but grin. And oh no, it definitely wasn't a biased way of describing Chase Keighley. Not at all.

A bummer, indeed. Vivian didn't really see the point of having private common rooms as a kid. But now that she was older and a student leader at that, she realised it was usually for strategic planning on how to win the House Cup and all. But still, she would have loved to drop by other common rooms when she got bored. "It's fine. I'm sure you'll bump into me some other time." When she was patrolling, that is.

As for the younger Ravenclaw's offer, Vivian pondered again. It was funny, she thought. Why would a first year want to patrol with her in the first place? First year Vivian wouldn't have wanted to do that. It was legit tiring stuff. "I woooould but what exactly do you expect from tagging along with me?" Vivian didn't mind the company at all. But maybe not when she patrolled with Flynn. She knew her friend hated first years and Ravenclaws, and Oli was an unfortunate combination of both dislikes.

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Kimothy Moke Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: nickle's back pocket Posts: 8,930 Hogwarts RPG Name: Astrid Grimaldi Slytherin Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nikita Vitvinina-Grahn Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Ascella Archer Hufflepuff Fifth Year x12	Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up Text Cut: Oli! Quote: Originally Posted by WitchLight27 The Head Girl took the parchment from Olivia. Vivian's eyes scanned Olivia's list when the Slytherin mentioned something about her sister. Vivian had a first year sister??! Olivia recalled if she ever heard someone get sorted with Vivian's last name. She pondered on the thought really hard...but what was Vivian's last name again? "What's her name? And where was she sorted into?" Flying class was not something Olivia's been looking forward into, now it could be really exciting especially meeting Vivian's sister. "I'd love to meet her!"Her eyes a glint of excitement once again. "I'm not exactly the creative type but I like going to the art classroom. That's where I usually spend my free time." So, Vivian was a musician too. Just like Ewan and her parents. "My Mum plays the violin and my Dad plays the pian, but I'm not really into music." For quite a while growing up, her mother went into hibernation and came back only when she was already 10 years old. Tragic but they're a work-in-progress. They have all the time in the world to mend open wounds. Back into reality and Vivian. Marshmallows! Olivia loved marshmallows too. Hearing about marshmallows and first love, "You were always with someone, was that your boyfriend?" she beamed quite blushing by her question. Vivian: Students aren't allowed inside common rooms other than their own. Well, that was a bummer. "I can just give it to you then." Or she could give it to her sister during her Flying Class and she could give it to Vivian. If Vivian accepts the offer to do patrol duties with Olivia, she would be an inside person. She would be the first to know everything. She would be powerful. "Yes. If you'll let me," she said careful not to let Vivian read what's on her mind. Olivia anticipated the Head Girl's answer. Once she was finished checking the Ravenclaw's class schedule, Vivian had folded it back to its original form and offered it back to her. "Her name is Eloise," she replied. Some people were also rather shocked to find out that there was another Fairfield at Hogwarts, and one who wasn't blonde. Eloise mostly took from their mum, who had naturally ginger hair. "She's a Slytherin like me." And she had honestly thought Eloise would get sorted into Gryffindor, given how crazy the younger Fairfield could be. However, Vivian wasn't complaining. It was better to monitor Eloise's shenanigans, being in the same house. "I can let her know you want to meet her?" It amused Vivian, though. Eloise didn't seem like the type to make fast friendships, but considering how Vivian hadn't heard complaints yet. It must mean something? Oh, the art classroom! Vivian made a double take for a moment. That was in the first floor, she recalled, staircases away. "I've never really been there," the blond shared. Arts wasn't her thing, and Vivian couldn't even draw a proper crup without making it look deformed. "The violin's pretty interesting." Would be nice to learn it, she thought, but she didn't really have the time these days. But the question that followed took Vivian by surprise. It was adorable and scary, how blunt these first years were. It made her wonder if she was just as straight-forward when she was eleven. She most probably was. "Well, I'm usually with Skylar, the Slytherin captain, or any of my dorm mates, or my sister." Who were all girls, by the way. Ahem. "Or if you meant my fellow Slytherin prefect, Coleslaw? I have patrol duties with him." The story behind how that happened, she will leave out. "Unless you mean the tall attractive seventh year boy who walks me to class? Yeah, that's my boyfriend." She couldn't help but grin. And oh no, it definitely wasn't a biased way of describing Chase Keighley. Not at all. A bummer, indeed. Vivian didn't really see the point of having private common rooms as a kid. But now that she was older and a student leader at that, she realised it was usually for strategic planning on how to win the House Cup and all. But still, she would have loved to drop by other common rooms when she got bored. "It's fine. I'm sure you'll bump into me some other time." When she was patrolling, that is. As for the younger Ravenclaw's offer, Vivian pondered again. It was funny, she thought. Why would a first year want to patrol with her in the first place? First year Vivian wouldn't have wanted to do that. It was legit tiring stuff. "I woooould but what exactly do you expect from tagging along with me?" Vivian didn't mind the company at all. But maybe not when she patrolled with Flynn. She knew her friend hated first years and Ravenclaws, and Oli was an unfortunate combination of both dislikes. __________________ It's so magical, feeling that no one's got a hold_______________________________ ___________________________________And the whole wide world is whistling...