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- Liv
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- twelve inch rata with the essence of a toi-toi frond
((sorry, I didn't have time to post Riley seperately. And sorry for the topic delay.....))
(Olive
Olive moodily followed her sister through the crowded halls of Beauxbatons, wishing with all her heart that she was at home. Riley had told her that 'things would get better,' somehow the prediction wasn't coming true. Climbing the stairs to the tallest, most beautiful tower, Olive pondered over what she'd been taught that day. Still Olive's lack of knowledge in the french department hindered her, and of course she had to learn if she wanted to stay at Beauxbatons. But she didn't want to be here, and therefore didn't want to learn French, and therefore struggled even more in classes. Olive could ask Riley for help, but somehow the small first year knew her sister would laugh. It was a neverending cycle.
As the sisters staggered up the last few steps, Olive scanned the clear, blue skies for the family owl, surreptitiously glancing at the perfect view. It took her breath away to be up here, unless that was just the arduous climb. "Where is she?" Olive panted slightly, disappointed that there was no reply from Tess and David, and irritated that she had lost a lot of fitness from not training so much.
(Riley
Bustling through the 6th floor corridor, the tall seventh year seemed to move without effort. There was not even a hint of suspicion that her younger sister was having trouble following on. Riley was dressed impeccably in her school uniform, proudly moving through the hoards of first and second years who didn't know any shortcuts. Gracefully clinmbing the steep stairs, the sisters were silent in hope. Reaching the top of the beautiful tower, Riley moved straight to the window. "Maybe Tess had another bad day...." she muttered anxiously, craning her neck for the owl.
(Olive
Olive moodily followed her sister through the crowded halls of Beauxbatons, wishing with all her heart that she was at home. Riley had told her that 'things would get better,' somehow the prediction wasn't coming true. Climbing the stairs to the tallest, most beautiful tower, Olive pondered over what she'd been taught that day. Still Olive's lack of knowledge in the french department hindered her, and of course she had to learn if she wanted to stay at Beauxbatons. But she didn't want to be here, and therefore didn't want to learn French, and therefore struggled even more in classes. Olive could ask Riley for help, but somehow the small first year knew her sister would laugh. It was a neverending cycle.
As the sisters staggered up the last few steps, Olive scanned the clear, blue skies for the family owl, surreptitiously glancing at the perfect view. It took her breath away to be up here, unless that was just the arduous climb. "Where is she?" Olive panted slightly, disappointed that there was no reply from Tess and David, and irritated that she had lost a lot of fitness from not training so much.
(Riley
Bustling through the 6th floor corridor, the tall seventh year seemed to move without effort. There was not even a hint of suspicion that her younger sister was having trouble following on. Riley was dressed impeccably in her school uniform, proudly moving through the hoards of first and second years who didn't know any shortcuts. Gracefully clinmbing the steep stairs, the sisters were silent in hope. Reaching the top of the beautiful tower, Riley moved straight to the window. "Maybe Tess had another bad day...." she muttered anxiously, craning her neck for the owl.