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- OOC First Name
- Ana
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Wand
- Straight 12.5'' Flexible Larch Wand with Dragon Heartstring Core
- Age
- 22
It occurred to Harper that during her three years at Hogwarts, she'd never sat at the Ravenclaw table before. She'd spent many mealtimes at either Gryffindor or Hufflepuff with her friends, but never Ravenclaw. Maybe she needed to expand her friendship circles. But that would be a mission for another day. Today, Harper had a breakfast planned with Hunter so that they could catch up after the break. That was the plan, at least. She had a feeling they would spend most of the time talking about Hogwarts's newest Gryffindor.
That was why she'd suggested they meet at Ravenclaw. Harper had heard enough stories about Asteria to know that it'd be best to avoid any chance of the other girl overhearing them. She also got the vague sense that Hunter was scared of his 11-year-old sister, and even though Harper found that incredibly amusing, she'd decided to take pity on him and choose a spot where Asteria couldn't find them.
Harper was absentmindedly flipping through a nearby Daily Prophet when she finally spotted Hunter near the entrance. "Hunter!" she called out, waving him over. Once he was closer, Harper adopted a pensive expression and stroked her chin as if she were in deep thought, before grinning. "What do you think of my Ravenclaw impression? Am I blending in?" she joked, ignoring a glare from a nearby Ravenclaw.
That was why she'd suggested they meet at Ravenclaw. Harper had heard enough stories about Asteria to know that it'd be best to avoid any chance of the other girl overhearing them. She also got the vague sense that Hunter was scared of his 11-year-old sister, and even though Harper found that incredibly amusing, she'd decided to take pity on him and choose a spot where Asteria couldn't find them.
Harper was absentmindedly flipping through a nearby Daily Prophet when she finally spotted Hunter near the entrance. "Hunter!" she called out, waving him over. Once he was closer, Harper adopted a pensive expression and stroked her chin as if she were in deep thought, before grinning. "What do you think of my Ravenclaw impression? Am I blending in?" she joked, ignoring a glare from a nearby Ravenclaw.