Post by IOLA KENDRA KADEL on Jul 22, 2017 0:47:31 GMT -6
Iola's hair was tied back in a braid and today she had spent her time on the Quidditch pitch. She was trying to make her parents as proud as she possibly could, but she had no idea how to do it. Her parents didn't seem impressed when she had good grades. Instead it seemed more like she just needed to deal with something else? Maybe Quidditch would be the way to impress her mother. Since her mother was a professional Quidditch player herself, it was at least something to attempt.
But after Quidditch, she was hungry. Truthfully she had no idea where she needed to go or who he needed to talk to. Chewing on her lip, she wasn't fully sure what was going to happen. She moved over to the Hufflepuff table without any hesitation at all. Maybe she needed to actually make friends or something like that?
Post by ADELAIDE ZAKHAROVA on Aug 4, 2017 21:02:56 GMT -6
Adie’s unruly red hair was only moderately tamed into a messy bun so she could eat without the curls going into her food. Which, honestly, was actually a very common problem for her before she learned to at least smoosh it into a bun just for food times. Though, doing that left her with the problem of brushing it out after if she didn’t want it in the bun all day. Sometimes it was just easier to leave it up all day though. She was prodding some jello cubes across her plate when she spotted a small lion walking over to her table. The girl usually sat at the Hufflepuff table, but sometimes she wandered over to the lion table to sit on Kath during meals, and almost thought maybe this was related to that until she realized the girl looked almost a little lost.
”Are you looking for someone?” she asked, wondering if maybe that was the problem. Perhaps she was supposed to be meeting someone for lunch? That would make sense after all. ”I’m Adie,” she said introducing herself with a smile. Maybe she could make a new friend of this younger girl, she liked making new friends. Besides, lions were always good friends to have an abundance of. She liked keeping an eye on them so that they didn’t go off and do something overly brave for no reason as she had heard Gryffindors had a tendency to do that.