Wally was slowly becoming old news. She was still getting some people to make a scene over her return, but as she had been wholly insignificant before she had moved to Australia, no one seemed to care she had returned. They were excited to see a seemingly new face, however, and Wally was shocked to find two boys had even had the audacity to ask her out. One of them had been hexed and the other had been put into a headlock until he swore he had been kidding, but otherwise, all was finally normal.
She stumbled downstairs, clad in her Ravenclaw colors, her hair clipped in the back so it neatly fell down her back. Her gaze was directed forwards as she made her way downstairs, passing groups of giggling girls and antsy boys. Was it just her, or did the hormone count seem to be through the roof today?
She found a secluded corner of the Ravenclaw table and immediately set about preparing her plate. Some crepes, sausage, bacon, always bacon, orange slices, pumpkin juice. She took a bite into one of the sausages and found it disappointingly dry. she washed it down with the pumpkin juice and then paused.
Internally, she shivered, but a moment later, her entire body loosened. Uh oh. Now, as a potioneer involving in the dealing of addictive potions, Wally knew the effects of a potion. Something was wrong with her drink.
But a moment later, she lifted her eyes, and it didn't matter anymore.
by Wilhelmina Abercrombie Sat Feb 02, 2013 11:58 pm
