| Erkling
Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: lost in the mountain
Posts: 20,543
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Periwinkle Evie Paeng
Slytherin Fifth Year |  Bre Bear | Asherine | Whisper | Kemmy | Raeney | Madyra | Bumble Bee
Quote:
Originally Posted by Freyr  Alaric leaned forward slightly, his curiosity evident as Periwinkle - Peri mentioned Ilvermorny. “You transferred from Ilvermorny?” he asked, his tone carrying genuine interest. “I’ve read about it here and there—stuff about the houses and its location, but books don’t really tell you what it’s like to live and study there. How was it? Is it as grand as they say? I mean, compared to Hogwarts, of course.”
He hesitated for a moment, carefully choosing his next words. “If it’s not too personal, why did you transfer? Did you want the change, or was it something unexpected?” His gray eyes flicked to hers, his tone curious but respectful. “I imagine it must be a bit of an adjustment—different people, different traditions—but it sounds like you’re handling it pretty well. Much better than I’d manage, probably.”
He glanced around the Great Hall, the enchanted ceiling still casting its stormy glow. “Then again, it’s hard not to feel a bit enchanted by this place, isn’t it? It’s like every corner has its own bit of magic waiting to surprise you.” He gestured to the floating candles. “Even those—they’re simple enough, but they still catch you off guard in the best way.”
Alaric offered her a small smile. “I guess being new here has its perks, though. You get to see it all with fresh eyes, right? Still, I bet you’ve got stories from Ilvermorny that would make even this place seem ordinary. What was the best part about it? Or the most different?”
He stopped himself there, realizing he’d peppered her with enough questions for the moment. “Sorry,” he added with a faint chuckle. “I didn’t mean to ask a million things all at once. It’s just… not every day you meet someone with a whole other magical school’s worth of experience.” Periwinkle’s eyes sparkled as she spoke, her excitement bubbling over like a freshly brewed potion. “Yes, I did transfer!” she said with a bright smile, her Scottish accent lilting through her words. She hadn’t expected anyone to be curious about Ilvermorny, the American wizarding school, but it was a pleasant surprise. “Ilvermorny was grand, truly. But Hogwarts—it’s like stepping into a fairytale! The castle feels alive, doesn’t it? At Ilvermorny, everything was so serene and calm, but here… it’s like magic is woven into every stone.”
She paused for a moment, her thoughts flitting between her two magical homes. Though Hogwarts had always been her dream, Ilvermorny held a special place in her heart. “I’ll have to compare them properly once I’ve explored the castle more,” she added with a grin. “But so far, Hogwarts is enchanting in its own way.”
Periwinkle felt a warm glow of appreciation at his interest. She knew the next question was inevitable, and she was ready—or at least mostly ready. “Why did I transfer?” she echoed thoughtfully, her smile softening. “Well, that’s a bit of a tale. I’m from a massive family—chaotic and dramatic, to say the least! When I was ten, my older sister Thora became my guardian. She’d just started working for the Magical Congress in America and asked if I’d be okay attending Ilvermorny when the time came. I said yes, though I always hoped I’d make it to Hogwarts one day.”
Her voice grew warmer as she continued. “I grew up in Scotland—this is home for me. Even when we were in America, Thora made sure we never forgot our traditions. But we adopted some American ones too! Thanksgiving was her favorite; she absolutely adored the food.” Periwinkle laughed lightly, remembering her sister’s enthusiasm for pumpkin pie and cranberry sauce. “She still misses it, you know.”
At Alaric’s curious expression, she leaned in conspiratorially. “The best part of Ilvermorny? The nature! The school is surrounded by forests and mountains—it’s breathtaking. And the magical creatures! Well… from a safe distance, of course,” she added with a laugh. “I loved sitting outside to study or write in my journal. It was peaceful, like the world slowed down for you.”
Her excitement bubbled over again as she looked around the Great Hall. “I hope Hogwarts has its own magic like that. I’m sure it does—I can already feel it.”
When Alaric apologized for asking so many questions, Periwinkle shook her head quickly, her smile widening. “Don’t apologize! I love it! It’s so refreshing when someone actually wants to get to know you.” Her voice softened as she added, “It makes everything feel a little less daunting.”
For Periwinkle, this new chapter at Hogwarts felt like the start of an incredible adventure—and she couldn’t wait to see where it would lead her next.
__________________
if it weren't for the wind blowin', carryin' me to the wide open white lines rollin' and the tires
smokin', it wouldn't be the rearview lookin' in if it weren't for the wind
|