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Lydia arrives at Hogwarts

Jul 06, 2005 16:55

I look around the Great Hall, overwhelmed. Hogwarts is much bigger than Durmstrang! There are students milling around. A few cast curious glances my way. I suppose they aren't used to seeing new students in their fifth year ( Read more... )

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notruth2befound August 11 2005, 14:51:11 UTC

I eat off and on, and lunch is one of those times I don't. But I feel compelled to sit in the lunchroom anyway, probably because of that one time Samantha caught me studying in my room during lunch and suggested I just become a hermit now and save mom and dad the worry. So I guess I go down there to mingle. Sortof. Maybe more to prove a point, in hindsight...

I come over to the Gryffindor table and don't pay much mind to who it is I'm sitting next to. Does it matter? I'll be reading anyway. I set down my books and open one up, ready to get immersed in memorizing the content.

Atleast a photographic memory is good for something...

lydia_williams August 12 2005, 04:05:17 UTC

As I sit at the table, another girl sits next to me. She opens a thick book, and begins perusing it.
Nervously I clear my throat.
"Hi! My name's Lydia. I just transfered here from Durmstrang." I told her.
"Who are you?"

notruth2befound August 13 2005, 18:17:42 UTC

((OOC: hee. Fox is a tall skinny 18 year old boy))

"Durmstrang, huh?" I couldn't help forming an immedeate assumption on this girl, based on just that. A certain kindof wizard went to Durmstrang, and everyone knew that. It was common knowledge.

"Fox Mulder...nice to meet you."

She looks like she wants to talk and I can't resist because she seems a tiny bit desperate. She's probably new and a little lonely.

lydia_williams August 14 2005, 04:51:50 UTC

"Durmstrang, huh?"
My heart sinks as I shake Fox's hand. Perhaps I'm just being paranoid, but that sounds like he's making assumptions about me.
Determined to fit in, I explain.
"Yep, Durmstrang. I hated it there, everyone was so concerned about being Pureblood. Just before I left, the Pureblood mania got out of control." Unconsiously, I rub the scar to the left of my eye. Although it's still fresh, it is normally hidden by my hair.
"Students there were attacking those that didn't agree that Muggleborns were inferior. I was one of the few that stood up to them.
That's why I left. It seems much nicer here!"
I lapse into silence. Had I said too much?

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