"Woe is you." Lola said these words, so softly you would only be able to hear her if you were hovering over her. A lot of people hovered over her naturally, due to her height of slightly under 5'1. She lingered near one of the joke rows, trying to find the most painful looking prank. Lola had a cruel streak, but this was mostly for self-defense. She didn't like her odds of surviving her terms at Hogwarts without having to fight some monster out for her flesh. Yes, Lola had researched the history of this school extensively.

The words woe is you weren't spoken to anyone in particular. They were spoken to the known unknown of whoever might try to harm her at Hogwarts. Maybe a bully. Or maybe a monster from the Forbidden Forest. She would be ready for them, armed with pranks she would make more dangerous on her own.

The dark haired girl turned the corner and found herself facing a girl who was also browsing the shelves. "I don't like being touched," she said in a monotone, though the other girl hadn't touched her. They were standing close enough though that she could have touched her, so Lola spoke to make sure she knew it would be a bad idea. No brushing against her.