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Whether or not Kyousuke even meant the compliment or was just being polite didn't really faze Miranda, she still smiled cheerfully anyway. "Thank you!" She looked around at the hall, eyes lighting up at the wintery decorations. It wasn't what she'd started getting used to, but it felt beautiful...

Miranda had been keeping a bit to herself of late, which wasn't the attitude she wanted to have. Honestly, she was a bit homesick. And it wasn't like she could go to her mum for that, since her mum wasn't exactly much of a mum. Still, she couldn't mope, she had to go out there and spread...

Miranda had joined a couple of clubs last year, but she felt like she needed to do more to make more friends. She also wanted an excuse to get outside more, and she hadn't been keen to play Quidditch. Wild Patch sounded nice, though. She liked flowers, and she thought that growing plants would...

Name: Miranda Dawes House: Ravenclaw Year: 2nd

Name: Miranda Dawes House: Ravenclaw Year: 2nd Title: Intern

Name: Miranda Dawes House: Ravenclaw

Miranda nodded, filling out the signup sheet with surprisingly neat handwriting. It had helped she'd practiced it a lot before going to Hogwarts, as she knew she would have to use it more than she was used to. "Oh, that sounds cool!" she grinned, already wondering what to talk about, and if...

Miranda beamed at the older girl. "You have a really beautiful accent!" she complimented, liking how it sounded a little different and unique. She realized a moment later that maybe that wasn't something to compliment, or maybe the club leader wouldn't appreciate it, and just put her head down...

Miranda saw the History Club signup, and hesitated for a moment. If people knew who her mother was, it might be a bit on the nose. She wasn't even sure if the professors were involved, but she hoped not. Miranda did actually like history, and her dad was big into literature and she'd learned a...

Miranda wasn't sure which clubs to go for, a lot of them seemed really interesting and she wanted to have the opportunity to meet people. But she also knew that they wouldn't all be for her. She wasn't really a gardener, nor was she much of an artist. And she didn't really like the idea of...

Miranda grinned. Already, there were nice people in Ravenclaw. A part of her had vaguely worried they would be more like her mother, but she knew that would have been silly to think. There were going to be all kinds of people in each house. "Exploring sounds great! I hear there's all kinds of...

Miranda beamed at the second year who welcomed her, feeling much better already. She was going to have to write her dad a letter once she got settled but she didn't think it would take very long to feel comfortable. "Thank you so much!" she said, unable to stop smiling. "That's so nice of you...

The dinner party is Shakespeare and a bunch of our characters instead. :r

Miranda knew she was kind of just babbling, but that was the point. Sometimes it was soothing. When she'd been younger, if she was feeling upset and her dad was teaching one of his night tutorials online, she'd often take her blanket into his study and curl up on a chair. She'd try and pay...

Apparently the sorting hat barely even had to deliberate for Miranda, deciding that Ravenclaw was the obvious choice. Miranda herself was a little surprised, though, wondering if she might have gone into Hufflepuff or perhaps Gryffindor. But Ravenclaw it was, and she did feel a tiny bit pleased...