Azolla did not like being away from her family for too long so when she had kissed her little sister, Calla, good bye it had not be a great time for her. The only positive was that if all went well, her big sister Amaryllis would be joining her at this strange new school with all these new faces. Larkspur had told Azolla long before she had begun even thinking about Hogwarts that Slytherin was for the bad kids but Zolla and Amaryllis got on more than she did with any of her older siblings so she could not comprehend how that could be so as she, like all the other scared soon-to-be-sorted first years, left the train holding her kitten in her arms, knowing that the fur was just weaving it's way into her robes with each pet of Baby Cat's fur. Some may think that it showed how lazy she was but it was not laziness, Azolla was truly apathetic about most things. Even sorting did not seem like a big deal; the only thing was that she would get to see her family again. And no, not Jacqueline. Even though Azolla, Calla and Amaryllis had recently been adopted by Jacqueline and Raziel Black who were distant relatives, she found it hard to call them her family. This was one among many reasons her Grandma nicknamed her 'Bue' which apparently meant Ox in a language, one that Azolla was not keen on learning - it looked too difficult.
Since a young age, Zolla had taken to not caring about most things that went on in her life. Most had thought that her parent's untimely death was to blame but little Azolla had always been a relaxed person, going where the wind took her. And in the rush that was exiting the train; the little brown eyed girl did just that by going where she was pushed along with the shortest students in the bunch, assuming that she was part of that group and that this group was the first years. As Azolla trudged on Baby Cat leapt out of her arms and although Azolla tried to find her, the last thing she wanted was to get lost and miss sorting and be sent back home. With a sideways glance at the kitten, the eleven year old hoped that begging Jacqueline to let her keep the kitten had not gone to waste with the kitten getting lost. She had little time to think on the subject as she walked at a slightly slower pace than the rest of the group who all seemed to be buzzing incessantly about the school, the hat and the professors. Unlike her peers, Azolla kept quiet, walking with her small hands in her pockets until the group had stopped.
Azolla looked back and saw that the rest of the students had gone, presumably to the castle, and that they were here with a person whose name she had missed and didn't care to ask for again. What she did here was that they would be travelling towards the castle by boat. A frown creased on her brow momentarily before she entered the queue to get onto one of the boats with the other students to make it away across the lake that she could not see very far into due to the darkness that had already plagued the sky. Slushing along, even through the water to enter the boat, Azolla didn't seem to notice - or care - that her robes were wet or that her socks were beginning to feel moist in her shoes. She just looked at the person sitting beside her in the boat momentarily before looking in the direction from whence they came, wishing she was with her siblings more than anything.
Although Azolla was only two years older than the baby in her family, she was the mother hen and her siblings were the little chicks running around in a confused circle. Since the day she had known her parents would be gone forever, the impish little girl had taken care of her siblings as best she could and dreaded September and the distance it would bring between them, as if she would never get to see them again just like she would not get to see her parents. This was why Azolla needed at least her big sister with her, someone she knew to latch onto and take care of and be taken care of by. Despite her constant assurance that she was fine - well as fine as a person could be - that she would never see her parents again, there were times when even she doubted the honesty of those claims before returning to the current time and place, which was the middle of a dark lake towards a castle where she could see the lights shine through the windows of it.
For a moment, Azolla wondered just how wealthy someone had to be to own a piece of real estate like this before smirking the thought off. It was so common of her to think in such a way and if there was anything she had learnt during her time with Jacqueline it was not to be common and lowly. How this related to real estate, Azolla didn't quite know but something told her that it was very simple minded of her to relate the majestic Hogwarts to a piece of land and the cost of a mortgage for said land.
Despite having wizarding blood, Azolla's knowledge of her roots was very basic so she wondered if there were mortgages in the wizarding world and if there was such a thing as real estate when all one really needed was a little bit of money to buy a good tent to expand with things inside of it with a flick of their wrist and a wave of their magic wand. Azolla assumed that this was what she was to learn when she actually got sorted at Hogwarts if this impromptu boat ride did not take the rest of eternity as it seemed to be.
The minute that seed had sprouted from Azolla's mind was when she felt the boat come to a halt except for the slosh of the water moving the boat sideways very gently, excluding the bow which was on land already with a person sitting on it to even it as people were told to get out of their respective boats. Complacently, she glanced back once more before doing as she was told and resumed group formation and walking towards the castle again. This excursion seemed to be a lot shorter than the rest because almost as if in a blink of her cocoa brown eyes and they were outside of a set of doors that was said to be called "The Great Hall". Smugly, and wrongly so, Azolla wondered what was so "great" about it, it was just another room. Yes, another room with a bewitched ceiling, floating candles and a hat that spoke.
Then the sorting commenced.
There were the A's, the Bs, the C's, the D's up until the L's. Only when her name, "Loncar, Azolla" was called did she realize that they had gotten that far into the alphabet already. Pushing away a lock of black hair out of her eyes, Zolla made her way towards the front and looked around with confidence in her slow stride until she sat on the stool and looked at the sea of students before they were replaced by a brown hat that could speak.
"SLYTHERIN!"
Out of Character: Notes
(Instead of "Liljana can't stop looking around" try "Liljana couldn't stop looking around" )