- Messages
- 331
- OOC First Name
- Anna
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Bisexual
- Wand
- Curly 9 1/2 Inch Swishy Ebony Wand with Augurey Tail Feather Core
- Age
- 36
Being made head girl was as much of a shock to Pia as it seemed to be to the rest of the student body because she transferred in only two years ago and mostly kept to herself since then. She was quiet and preferred to be left alone to her thoughts which conflicted in Pia's mind. She believed the expectations for head girl were to be outgoing and overtly friendly in order to embody the leader she was supposed to be. She felt that acting such a way was important, but at the same time she felt that changing would be pointless when the professors clearly saw something worthy in her that she couldn't see herself. They must have believed she made a good head girl in spite of her quietness and if she changed it would seem fake, as if she was trying too hard to be liked due to the position. But the decision of how she should act was still confusing to Pia. Acting like herself and acting differently for the sake of everyone else seemed to have an equal amount of pros and cons and she simply could not decide what to do.
These thoughts weighed heavily on Pia's mind as she entered the great hall for breakfast that morning, feeling paranoid that the students nearby were staring at her and judging her every move because at a first glance she definitely did not appear like a head girl. At least not naturally beautiful and kind like the previous head girl seemed to be. It made her too nervous to eat so she instead poured herself a generous cup of coffee and pulled an issue of the daily prophet lying on the table closer so she could read it while sipping from the cup slowly. It was the only thing she could stomach and she hoped it would be enough to fill her up before her day began.
These thoughts weighed heavily on Pia's mind as she entered the great hall for breakfast that morning, feeling paranoid that the students nearby were staring at her and judging her every move because at a first glance she definitely did not appear like a head girl. At least not naturally beautiful and kind like the previous head girl seemed to be. It made her too nervous to eat so she instead poured herself a generous cup of coffee and pulled an issue of the daily prophet lying on the table closer so she could read it while sipping from the cup slowly. It was the only thing she could stomach and she hoped it would be enough to fill her up before her day began.