- Messages
- 247
- OOC First Name
- Mia
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Wand
- Curly 12 1/2 Inch Swishy Ivy Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 11 (08/2050)
it was October. and the weather was starting to warm up. Ivy was glad. it wasn't like she lived cooped up in the castle all winter, quidditch was an all season sport after all. but there were only so many places to hang out in the castle. and only so many times could you play exploding solitaire before you were at serious risk of singing your hair.
Today after class, the third year had headed to the dorm to deposit her bags and get changed before picking up a sketch pad, a small ball that was charmed to bunch off any surface and bounce back to the thrower, and apple, and a small chocolate bar put them in a tote. not sure what the afternoon would bring she was sure she was ready for it. she then almost ran down the stairs and out into the grounds. The weather was surprisingly warm for this time of the year and she made her way over to the lake, the sparkles of the water drawing her in like a magpie. she reached a tree on the edge that rumour had it her mum had loved as a kid to the extent that she had named willow after it. and the tree that Linden had fallen for Casper under. Maybe some of its magic would wear off on her, maybe she would actually make a proper friend here. she sat down pulled off her socks and shoes before making her way towards the edge of the lake. The grass is soft between her toes. She stepped out onto a rock and then onto another, then one just under the surface. The water was icy. Then one more rock, one more step. and her foot slipped on some algae she tried to right herself and let out a bit of a shout before she lost her ballence and landed with a splash in the water.
Today after class, the third year had headed to the dorm to deposit her bags and get changed before picking up a sketch pad, a small ball that was charmed to bunch off any surface and bounce back to the thrower, and apple, and a small chocolate bar put them in a tote. not sure what the afternoon would bring she was sure she was ready for it. she then almost ran down the stairs and out into the grounds. The weather was surprisingly warm for this time of the year and she made her way over to the lake, the sparkles of the water drawing her in like a magpie. she reached a tree on the edge that rumour had it her mum had loved as a kid to the extent that she had named willow after it. and the tree that Linden had fallen for Casper under. Maybe some of its magic would wear off on her, maybe she would actually make a proper friend here. she sat down pulled off her socks and shoes before making her way towards the edge of the lake. The grass is soft between her toes. She stepped out onto a rock and then onto another, then one just under the surface. The water was icy. Then one more rock, one more step. and her foot slipped on some algae she tried to right herself and let out a bit of a shout before she lost her ballence and landed with a splash in the water.