- Messages
- 942
- OOC First Name
- Cyndi
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Wand
- Knotted 14 Inch Rigid Willow Wand with Acromantula Web Core
- Age
- 9/2025
Alana was in a bad mood. She was seated in the classroom on top of a desk, her feet swinging as she stared at the ground. Light filtered through the window, illuminating the dust in the room. The dust was everywhere, on the books stacked in the corner, on the shoulders of the dummies that were damaged and in need of repair, and covering the dusty flasks in their holders, some liquid concealed along the bottoms. The door was wide open, but Alana didn't expect to see anyone for a while yet. Most people were still at dinner, but Alana had skipped it, quickly grabbing a peanut butter and banana sandwich from the kitchens. It was still beside the girl, still in its wrapping.
The semester had been going well so far. Rumours about her had died down. At least, she hadn't heard anything lately. Nothing except what Matthew had confronted her with. Alana hadn't appreciated that at all. She didn't think she owed him or anyone an explanation about her actions, especially when she really didn't have a say in them. The Slytherin did have to admit that her time at Chaos' home hadn't been a completely terrible experience. His parents were nice, and once Scarlet had left and the whole closet incident had been put behind them, Alana had been slightly more cordial to Chaos, her anger transferred to Havoc and what he'd done. It still didn't change her feelings about being engaged to him though. Quidditch was going well too. Avie had ended the match before she'd been tested by the other team. So, she had no reason to be grumpy. Yet, here she was. Alana unwrapped the sandwich and lifted it to her mouth, taking a quick bite.
The semester had been going well so far. Rumours about her had died down. At least, she hadn't heard anything lately. Nothing except what Matthew had confronted her with. Alana hadn't appreciated that at all. She didn't think she owed him or anyone an explanation about her actions, especially when she really didn't have a say in them. The Slytherin did have to admit that her time at Chaos' home hadn't been a completely terrible experience. His parents were nice, and once Scarlet had left and the whole closet incident had been put behind them, Alana had been slightly more cordial to Chaos, her anger transferred to Havoc and what he'd done. It still didn't change her feelings about being engaged to him though. Quidditch was going well too. Avie had ended the match before she'd been tested by the other team. So, she had no reason to be grumpy. Yet, here she was. Alana unwrapped the sandwich and lifted it to her mouth, taking a quick bite.