- Messages
- 637
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Widow
- Wand
- 13 1/4" Cypress Wand with powdered serpent scale
- Age
- 12/2015
Brushing through her blonde hair, Athena frowned when the brush hit a tangle. She pulled the brush through, not bothering to stop to gently deal with the tangle though the sharp pain to her head made her think twice about doing that again. The girl stared at herself in the mirror set up near her bed. She was her own worst critic, finding her face too narrow and her nose too wide for her face, though she did think her silver eyes were pretty. Her hair wasn't so bad either even if it was getting a bit too long. Putting her brush down, Athena turned to her closet. Some of her roommates had already gotten started with their day, but Athena was a slow starter. She hated to rush in the morning and was glad that she had extra time this morning before she would have to head to Potions. Taking one last look at herself in the mirror, Athena tucked her wand into her bag and lifted her bag onto her narrow shoulders.
As she entered the Great Hall, Athena looked around to see who was at the table. It was quite full, but she managed to secure a spot as a seventh year got up to leave. The silver eyed girl barely spoke to her neighbors, a third year boy she didn't know at all and a sixth year she didn't particularly like. Instead, she reached for some oatmeal, which looked about as appetizing as anything else around. She reached for a banana and began to cut it onto her food slowly and methodically. Her eyes drifted up toward the sixth year who was regaling everything with a story about her summer as if anyone was interested in hearing about it. Rolling her eyes, Athena tucked into her meal making sure that each bite she took had a slice of banana on it.
As she entered the Great Hall, Athena looked around to see who was at the table. It was quite full, but she managed to secure a spot as a seventh year got up to leave. The silver eyed girl barely spoke to her neighbors, a third year boy she didn't know at all and a sixth year she didn't particularly like. Instead, she reached for some oatmeal, which looked about as appetizing as anything else around. She reached for a banana and began to cut it onto her food slowly and methodically. Her eyes drifted up toward the sixth year who was regaling everything with a story about her summer as if anyone was interested in hearing about it. Rolling her eyes, Athena tucked into her meal making sure that each bite she took had a slice of banana on it.