- Messages
- 190
- Blood Status
- Unknown
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Wand
- Curved 15 Inch Rigid Oak Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 07/2051 (16)
Pixie was a fourth year, every year passed and she was pretty pleased with herself. She could admit her continuing problem with crowds was something she needed to address, and needed to try to figure out, but it wasn't the end of the world really...she just knew that it getting worse would absolutely be a bad thing. The hufflepuff just wasn't going to solve it on day one of the new semester, as the new first years and returning students were all rushing around trying to figure out what and who they would be friends with. Pixie always tried to seek out the quiet areas, and in doing so, she'd found one of the two spots dedicated to kids that had died. People weren't going to talk to her here surely. It certainly helped that it was lightly drizzling too. No one liked the cold or the wet or dead kids so she'd be fine.....She'd brought a book and her usual big yellow umbrella. She'd put down a water proof blanket and was enjoying the chill peace of the grounds, her flask of hot chocolate and the joy of just being away from everyone else.