- Messages
- 346
- OOC First Name
- Dan
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Sexual Orientation
- Izzy <3
- Wand
- Straight 10 1/2 Inch Unyielding Blackthorn Wand with Billywig Stinger Core
- Age
- 2/2027
Olivia's jaw had dropped the first time she entered the library at Hogwarts, it was like nothing she had ever seen before. Ever since she first stepped inide she never wanted to leave and Olivia had spent every moment that she wasn't in class or sleeping in the library. She would barricade herself in a mini fort of books pilled high enough to conceal her. She was in her own little world. Ever since she had arrived at Hogwarts she had remained estranged from her sister despite harbouring hopes that she would be forgiven for her behaviour. The truth was just seeing her sister seemed like an impossible task, they were in different houses and different years there was very little crossover between their lives at Hogwarts. As such Olivia had effectively cut herself off from not only her sister but from everyone else.
The books that Olivia surrounded herself with where her escape, some were textbooks for her classes, some she had already began some she hadn't yet. Others were dusty things she found in and around some of the more relevant texts. Everytime Olivia found a new book she would make a note of the title and location and come back to it when she had gotten through some of the books in her current fort. Her list was already longer than some of essays written by her older housemates and she was beginning to wonder if she would ever get through her list.
The books that Olivia surrounded herself with where her escape, some were textbooks for her classes, some she had already began some she hadn't yet. Others were dusty things she found in and around some of the more relevant texts. Everytime Olivia found a new book she would make a note of the title and location and come back to it when she had gotten through some of the books in her current fort. Her list was already longer than some of essays written by her older housemates and she was beginning to wonder if she would ever get through her list.