Little Explorations

[Bridget Cross]

Bridget was walking to the library today, she had given up on the most time efficient routes. The stairs moved randomly and there were other factors she had no control over. She had started planning the party she was going to throw for the first years, but first she needed to find information about what other people liked and previous Hogwarts parties. Bridget was counting every tile she stepped on, this was something she did subconsciously. She had counted one hundred and two tiles so far. When she got to one hundred and fifty two counted tiles, she saw the entrance of the schools library. It was already filled with people that were reading up on their new year. Bridget had already made a list of all items she might need for the party, everything was in her control and that is how she liked it best. This party was going to be great, but she still had some doubts about who would come. Finding an empty table, she placed her bag right next to her chair. Her school supplies were organised from small to large and she acquired a book about famous parties in magical history. This book was really interesting, but at the same time Bridget was trying to look at everyone at the same time. She wanted to stay in control of this situation and the only way she could do this, was to monitor all other people she saw.

Bridget saw some first years sitting on two tables right from hers, they posed no treat to her. She was more afraid of the higher years. Hiding behind her red hair and a book she was now finally doing what she was supposed to do. A piece of parchment was laying in front of her, on which she would write the invitation. The invitation would probably be displaced on a bulletin board somewhere. All of the party was within rules, so the professors had no reason disturbing her going to be perfect party.

 

[Ewan Yates]

It wasn't surprising that Ewan was in the library, it was the first place he went to search for the next day. After lunch Ewan went straight to the library to finish his copy of 'Magical Drafts and Potions' which he liked very much. Every now and then Ewan looked up to see how many minutes had passed. ''Time flies'' he said to himself, a bit to loud, while turning a page. The most interesting potion so far was the Sleeping Draught, he imagined himself having a lot of fun with that one, even though he was not really a prankster and would probably never use the potion to prank people. Ewan decided to write down the ingredients of the Sleeping Draught just in case. He took a hold of his backpack, searched for the parchment, and tore of a piece. ''Come on stupid quill, where are you..'' The boy whispered as his hand searched for the quill in his backpack. ''Excuse me, do you have a quill I can borrow? Ewan looked at the red-headed girl sitting at the table.

 

[Bridget Cross]

The invitation was becoming more and more visible on the piece of parchment that was laying on the table. She had brought different kinds of coloured inks so the invitation alone would stand out on the giant bulletin board. Bridget was a control freak and had multiples of everything in her bag, although her family was not rich they had left some money for Bridget to buy necessary school supplies. A boy sat down at the same table as her, which annoyed her slightly. He would probably talk to her and that would not be appreciated by Bridget. And then there it was the voice of the boy, asking her something. First time she was just staring at him, her eyes kind of cold. Apparently he asked for a quill, Bridget looked at her bag and at the boy he looked decent enough to handle it with care. ''Oh well, uh.. I think I have a spare one.'' All of her quills were organized in a little black bag, she did not like it when her quills and all other items were laying loosely in her bag. She handed over her quill and she knew her eyes meant death now, if he would demolish or damage this quill in anyway, he was not going to get a good year with her. Bridget look at the boy, he looked fairly decent and was reading an advanced potions book. He either had no clue that he had the wrong book or he was into advanced material already. ''I am Bridget..''' she mumbled, she knew he was going to keep talking so she might as well join.

 

[Ewan Yates]

Ewan took the quill from red-headed girl and simply said, ''Thanks'' without even looking at her. He was so caught up in writing down the ingredients and brewing instructions that he forgot to thank the girl properly. Ewan wrote down lines such as ''Juice your Flobberworm and add its thick mucus to your cauldron'' and ''Stir vigorously, apply a low heat and then give it another stir''. Some of the ingredients he said in a low whispered voice, others a bit louder. While writing the rest of the brewing instructions and ingredients Ewan remembered hearing a female voice introducing herself. He looked up and saw that it was the red-headed girl who introduced herself, to him. He smiled to her and said ''Nice to meet you, Bridget. I'm Ewan.''

 

[Bridget Cross]

The boy was a potion freak that must be it, he was only talking about ingredients and potions, annoying the living hell out of poor Bridget. '' Why are you learning advanced potions already?'' Bridget blurted out, as soon as she said it her cheeks turned a bright colour of red almost matching her hair. She was not trying to be rude, but this was ridiculous, they had enough time in later years to study up on this, so why would he start out now. According to Bridget her previous planning sessions they had more then enough hours to study for exams, the boy was wasting his time now. The invitation was almost ready and now she was trying to read if there was a way to smuggle food in Hogwarts. She wanted party food things like M&M and Lays potato chips. Although those were Muggle candy, she absolutely loved them. ''Ewan would you come to a first year party if would host it?''Bridget mumbled in her book, the book was her main priority, Ewan came second for now.