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Miranda Dawes Ravenclaw

Miranda Dawes Ravenclaw Third Year

Miranda Dawes Ravenclaw Third Year Co-Editor

Miranda rolled her eyes somewhat - which was hard to do when they were red and sore - but she supposed that, unfortunately, her mum was actually right. Not that Miranda really wanted her to have that satisfaction. But she was at least pleased that she was trying, even if it really was the least...

Miranda and Sophie are both reporters! (and both Ravenclaws lol)

Miranda tensed for a moment, before relaxing. Despite everything, she did still love her mother. If she didn't, she might have made her look much worse in boggart form, as it was. She did feel a bit affronted by the suggestion she'd been moping. "I overheard it. I'm not supposed to eavesdrop,"...

Oh no, thought Miranda. Now the tears were coming. She'd been trying so hard not to be bothered by this - she had a paper to run and schoolwork to do, after all - and yet here she was, getting teary. "Dad's got a new girlfriend," she explained, as calmly as she possibly could (which was not very...

Miranda could feel the sting not just of guilt, but of tears in her eyes. She'd always tried to be nice and friendly, but it felt like it hadn't gotten her anywhere. Maybe she really was just a carbon copy of her mother. "You never wanted me around, and now dad doesn't either," she blurted. In...

Miranda felt that twinge of guilt in her chest again, but the words were hard to stop once they actually started coming out. Her father had always insisted on the golden rule of 'if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all'. Harsh words, however, needed to be spilled, lest they be...

Miranda couldn't think of anything she wanted to do less than have a heart to heart with her mother about the whole boggart thing. Mother-daughter tea time was already one of the week's most awkward and painful experiences, and now it was about to get a whole lot worse. She would've preferred to...

Miranda could see things were winding down, but a couple of other students were still interested. She gave a smile to both the first years as they approached. "Of course, plenty of space! The more the merrier," she said - sure, maybe they'd have to edit the paper down if there were too many...

Hogwarts Monthly meeting time! Let's get to know each other so we can look forward to a good year working together!

The one benefit to having a parent on staff, thought Miranda, was that she could leverage that to get some help getting food together for a club meeting. Even though things were still tense with her and her mum, she knew she could go to her for help for these sorts of things, if nothing else...

Miranda was a little overwhelmed by the rush of people signing up, which in all fairness was exactly what she had hoped would happen so she couldn't quite complain. She was very relieved Hugo was able to take charge for a bit as while Miranda wasn't necessarily shy, she did tend to prefer to...

Miranda grinned at Hugo, nodding enthusiastically at his comment. "Thanks for having me on!" she replied, affably. "Sure, no problem! Thanks, these are great!" Sure, being nice didn't always seem to work as well as she liked, but she was happy to work with Hugo, the older boy was clever and she...

Miranda was nervous about this, she didn't necessarily feel old or experienced enough to be one of the co-editors of the paper. At least she wasn't doing it alone, Hugo was smart and responsible and she was relieved to be working with him on this. The paper was a little understaffed, and Miranda...

Miranda couldn't believe that she was going to be co-editing the paper next year. If she didn't know better, she would've almost blamed her mum for it, suggesting she might have strongarmed the staff into picking her despite being so young. But she figured the school knew better than to listen...

Miranda nodded, if she noticed the older boy looking uncomfortable she certainly didn't say anything about it. "Yeah! It's really fun, everyone's in such a great mood. I can't wait to see how people get dressed up for the dance later." She stood up a little straighter, giving a small wave to...

Miranda grinned, glad that she had timed this well. She felt a bit uncool around all the fifth year students, but she was sure they were nice. And she knew Anisha's name vaguely from looking at previous yearbooks, specifically for the dueling tournaments, so she couldn't help but be a little bit...

Miranda peered over the throng of people and eventually spotted a younger student with his hand up. She thought she heard him say something, but it was a little harder to hear with all the activity going on. Still, it seemed to be the right person, so she headed over to him and carefully handed...