SPOILER!!: Isabella!
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Nordic Witch 
That Diagon Alley had been around for 600 years was amazing in Isabella eyes as she entered the mystic mirror maze. The maze had sounded most interesting to explore first among the many stands and booths on offer. Following the faint sound of music it didn't take very long before Bella was surrounded by mirrors that showed her from all angels, even backwards, and from feet to head. It was quickly starting to get confusing, but Bella walked onwards or at least in the direction that she thought lead her onward, and not back to the entrance. Maybe she'd get to see something funny or beautiful or scary or who knew? She had never visited a muggle carnival that she had overheard from someone on the street occassionally had mazes.
Turning around a corner in the maze she was met with the sight of herself from mirrors all around that started to call out 'You are ugly,' 'Why did you wear that horrible skirt?' 'Don't you know that Apollo doesn't like you and he definitley doesn't think you are cute,' 'Your hair is ghastly you should dye it blond so you'll be prettier.. and more girlfriendy..' As the insulting mirrors kept peppering her with insulting and hurting words Bella's eyes started to fill up with tears. When she couldn't stand the insults anymore she sped forward hoping for an escape.
Running without looking she almost ran straight into a boy that was sitting on his bum on the floor. Managing to evade him with inches Bella toppled to the side and landed in a teary heap beside the boy mumbling to herself. "My hair isn't ghastly....."
He was certainly glad he had not fallen in front of any of the insulting mirrors, as he could only imagine the things his reflection would have said with the ammunition he just gave. A little bit flushed in the cheeks, Evan started the process of pushing himself off of the ground when someone else came from around the corner. He was expecting to be ran into (a fairly common occurrence unfortunately) but the girl managed to evade him and fall near him.
With... a lot of tears. Which certainly had him abandoning the efforts of actually getting up and instead scooting towards her to see if he could spot any injuries.
"Are you okay!?" Had she fallen that hard? Now he felt extra bad and embarrassed about the fact he couldn't discern open doorway vs mirror and maybe there was a way to call for someone to get her out an- did she just say her hair wasn't ghastly? The Ravenclaw blinked, not knowing if he was supposed to respond but deciding to anyways in hopes of making her feel better.
"It's not. You have rather pretty hair."
He could hear someone behind them scolding the mirrors and then receiving insults about their apparel. Who knew a mirror could be so sassy.