- Messages
- 199
- OOC First Name
- Maia
- Wand
- Straight 11 Inch Unyielding Yew Wand with Unicorn Hair Core
- Age
- 7/2030
This place had become a refuge, though she'd stopped coming here for a while in her first year after an ill-fated interaction with current Head Girl. Eventually though, she had returned to the North Tower. It was the ideal site to escape social interaction, especially with her housemates. She hadn't met any other Slytherins she really liked, they seemed a cold lot. Not that she minded the lack of friends in her house. The only house she actively avoided was Hufflepuff. Her father was a Hufflepuff, and she didn't want to endure stories about the lovely smells of the kitchen in their common room, or be forced to look at the robes, a set of which still hung in her parents' bedroom. No, to this day she was eternally grateful that she hadn't been sorted into the House of the Badger, though it had once been a dream of hers. Lots of her dreams had changed, she'd once been impatient to come to Hogwarts, butt that had certainly changed.
She'd brought a book with her; one on the history of magical exploration, it was actually quite interesting, but she couldn't concentrate. Instead, she gazed out the window, sitting on the sill and wishing it weren't such a nice day. If it had been a bit more drab she might've made it out onto the lake. She rather got the feeling that her extra curricular swimming probably wasn't encouraged, but she didn't really care; they could expel her if they wished, it wouldn't cause her angry great grief, though it would've upset her mother. Ella Martin-Clark was always the barrier to her doing anything to jeopardize her schooling, she was the reason Louisa had started putting in an effort when it came to classes. Hurting her Mum was the last thing Louisa May Clark would ever wish to do.
She'd brought a book with her; one on the history of magical exploration, it was actually quite interesting, but she couldn't concentrate. Instead, she gazed out the window, sitting on the sill and wishing it weren't such a nice day. If it had been a bit more drab she might've made it out onto the lake. She rather got the feeling that her extra curricular swimming probably wasn't encouraged, but she didn't really care; they could expel her if they wished, it wouldn't cause her angry great grief, though it would've upset her mother. Ella Martin-Clark was always the barrier to her doing anything to jeopardize her schooling, she was the reason Louisa had started putting in an effort when it came to classes. Hurting her Mum was the last thing Louisa May Clark would ever wish to do.