Mima Scarlet
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Mima felt completely at a loss, at Hogwarts. She supposed it was a good thing that Stella had argued for her to go there, as opposed to Durmstrang, as she already felt lost enough here. She didn't have Alice to talk to, for one. Alice, she suspected, would be disappointed in Mima for being sorted in to Hufflepuff. Alice, of course, was a Slytherin. Mima had kind of hoped she'd be a Slytherin, but she supposed the hat probably had a point in that Hufflepuff was the best house for her. Still, she was a little disappointed. Marielle was especially disappointed, berating Mima for being a weakling. Mima did her best to shut it out. Marielle would just have to deal with it.
She wasn't sure, however, that she was keen on the idea of befriending people. And there were so many people around. Mima was used to the silence of the Scarlet manor, or the quiet of the park at Brightstone at night. Here, people talked. She wasn't used to all this talking. And she certainly wasn't used to the variety of people. Being a pureblood, wealthy family, the Scarlets only associated with those of equal standing, with "nice" families. Now, she was exposed to a range of people, and she didn't know what to do.
Sighing, Mima trudged through the grounds, scratching at her sides. Her uniform itched, and while it wasn't quite as bad as some of the dresses her aunt made her wear, it still wasn't exactly comfortable. She supposed she'd just have to get used to it, as she would with so many things in Hogwarts.
She halted when she came to a face of rock that dropped down in to the ocean. Blinking rapidly, Mima realised she was at the cliffs at the edge of the school grounds, and she smiled. It was quiet here, quiet apart from the distant sound of breaking waves. She liked this place already. The wind blew through her long, brown locks, and she smiled as she sat down on a rock. Even Marielle was silent. Unlike when she was alone in the manor, or alone in her dorm, here Mima felt comfortable. She wasn't lonely, she was relaxed and at ease. In fact, she felt happier and more alive than she had since arriving at Hogwarts.
She wasn't sure, however, that she was keen on the idea of befriending people. And there were so many people around. Mima was used to the silence of the Scarlet manor, or the quiet of the park at Brightstone at night. Here, people talked. She wasn't used to all this talking. And she certainly wasn't used to the variety of people. Being a pureblood, wealthy family, the Scarlets only associated with those of equal standing, with "nice" families. Now, she was exposed to a range of people, and she didn't know what to do.
Sighing, Mima trudged through the grounds, scratching at her sides. Her uniform itched, and while it wasn't quite as bad as some of the dresses her aunt made her wear, it still wasn't exactly comfortable. She supposed she'd just have to get used to it, as she would with so many things in Hogwarts.
She halted when she came to a face of rock that dropped down in to the ocean. Blinking rapidly, Mima realised she was at the cliffs at the edge of the school grounds, and she smiled. It was quiet here, quiet apart from the distant sound of breaking waves. She liked this place already. The wind blew through her long, brown locks, and she smiled as she sat down on a rock. Even Marielle was silent. Unlike when she was alone in the manor, or alone in her dorm, here Mima felt comfortable. She wasn't lonely, she was relaxed and at ease. In fact, she felt happier and more alive than she had since arriving at Hogwarts.