Grim Outlook PV Meenauh Closed

An reply sprang to Elena's lips as she was attempting to recollect the contents that were displayed over the floor at the girl's intial words instead of an apology. Still, the last thing she needed was to be getting into a war of words over something as minor as this nodding her head in confirmation of her name tilting her head upwards to see if she knew the girl. "You're..one of the house prefects, right?" Meenah, Meenha, something like that, Elena was sure watching as the Packing Charm solved all of her problems lifting up her clutter of things and depositing them back into the bag from where they had broken out from, the Gryffindor feeling quite foolish at the fact she hadn't thought of that first. "Thanks." She said snapping the cover shut as the second question broke through getting her attention, her features spelling a wary look. Was it because the third year had been doing everything by hand instead of her hand? She blinked a few times before answering.

"Wizard-born." She affirmed, the topic a rather sensitive one for her. Sure, the Jangletons did not hold any true or mighty pureblood status in this wizarding world and for that, she was inherently grateful. They were already much too greedy and involved in things they shouldn't be for her liking and that would just added to her parent's already oversized ego. Still, she couldn't deny there were perhaps some Muggle traces that ran somewhere in the family but she wasn't about to admit that, the question had bothered in some indirect manner, she really didn't know how to place it. "You?" Heaving the bag up, the Gryffindor thrust it on the bench as both of them were illuminated for a second as the clouds rumbled again, the bolt of lightning striking the ground outside. There was just something, she didn't know what it was but somehow, she was coming to the conclusion that quarreling over who was in the wrong would not be in her best interest.

In truth, the only thing that was resting on Elena's mind at the moment was when she had been sitting on that bench a couple of seconds ago poring over the letter that was stuffed somewhere in her bag now. She took in the details of the girl as if trying to place where she had seen her before and trying to make idle converstation at the same time. "So, uh, any plans for the break?" If it were up to Elena, she would have probably been living out the remainder of the term at the castle with no desire at all to revisit the estate but things were out of her hands this time. Stil, a bit of idle converstation never hurt anyone and it took her mind off things as she folded her arms doing her best not to give off the impression that she was flustered in any regard though her earlier question still rested on her mind for some odd reason. Just why exactly had she posed that question at that time?

There was something, Elena didn't know how to place it but the pieces just were not falling into place with this particular girl. She didn't know what it was but that whole remark about the Muggles made her bristle a bit. Still, there was a part of her that was convinced that getting into it with a prefect was probably not a very wise career move on Elena's part. "The spell must have slipped my mind, I was too distracted at the moment to notice, thank you however." The girl said forcing a smile onto her face doing her best not to betray her true, genuine emotions. If anything, the concept of her blood status was a very dear topic to her for a lot of reasons and it was like walking on thin ice. One wrong or insensitve comment and Elena could certainly let loose though in this case, she was giving Meenauh the benefit of doubt on grounds they had barely met and she didn't know any better. That, and the Gryffindor didn't exactly fancy having to explain why she thought unloading on a prefect had been a good idea under any circumstances.

Her interest peaked when the girl brought up something about a practice session, she had said? "Oh, trying out a new spell?" The brunette asked innocently. Whatever it was, it certainly was more glamorous and famous than the Packing Charm she had used to clean up Elena's little mess. The third year didn't know why she was so invested in striking up this converstation with her prefect. Maybe it made her feel happy, made her feel like that for once, she was not isolated and that there was at least someone out there no matter who they were that would at least acknowledge her existence and give her the courtesy of feeling like she existed and that was enough for Elena. She had a uneasy sense of belonging but it was there as the girl clenched her fists lost in though for a brief moment shaken out of it by the girls' inquiry which she took a moment to think about. A shrug of her shoulders were offered in response as Elena drew blanks in her mind.

"Nothing too exciting. Everyone seems to be tied up nowadays with the holidays around the corner." Well, mostly everyone. Elena on the other hand did not have a full agenda because she had no intention of returning to that blasted cottage and they did not want her home either. Still, despite that, they still found it in their sniveling, grubby, little selves to send her condoning letters and whatnot but that was fine. It had been fine until it wasn't. The smile on her face wavered for a bit but she managed to compose herself. Elena was good at that sort of stuff, hiding behind a mask, whatever you wanted to call it. The less people that went poking around, the better. That, and there was just some unspoken thing that lingered in the air that told her that she was better off not breathing a peep of this and just acting like everything was fine and dandy. Perhaps make up a story, she was good at that sort of stuff. Well, usually when her mind wasn't a total trainwreck.

It wasn't a spell or incantation that Elena was too terribly familiar with but the concept of it, she could grasp quite easily. Elena didn't care however any other way, Meenauh could have been practicing a simple Stunning Spell and the Gryffindor probably would have shown the same amount of interest that she did now. "Sonorus, a professor's best weapon to controlling a classroom if you ask me." The third-year said having recalled far too many memories of it being used to control a bunch of her rowdy classmates or perhaps on the pitch during a Flying lesson. Still, useful little spell to add to her arsenal. "Planning on using it to yell at a bunch of rule-breakers?" It was a light attempt at humor to maybe ease the awkward tension she felt, it wasn't that she felt threatned or anything but there was just something about that Muggle comment earlier that bothered her. Let it go, Elena, the girl kept telling herself as she tilited her head to glance up at the prefect. She felt like a mouse or something being examined under a magnifying glass, it was an un-nerving feeling to say the least and one she didn't like whatsoever.

Drawing herself up to her full height, Elena shifted from her sitting postion on the bench to standing, it gave her a sense of relaxation in a sense. She had felt rather cornered in a sense but this way, it gave her more confidence and more control in a sense when suddenly, Meenuah began poking around firing off questions at the speed of light. They ranged from if she was in the studious mood to if the girl was looking forward to the holidays. The third-year honestly had to assume she was giving off some sort of red flags or had done something to garner the girl's interest and for her was not a very good thing. "I..well.." Elena started, her pupils shifting to meet Meenauh's before quickly darting downwards, she had that sort of steely gaze that the Gryffindor herself couldn't bring herself to meet. It was like Meenauh was peeling back her layers slowly one by one and suddenly, Elena was feeling like she was back to being that mouse in the corner again.

She seemed tense? The female almost wanted to laugh at that. She was a lot more than tense as she tried to articulate words. "Perhaps a bit. Home isn't exactly a very welcoming environment right now so I don't know how this holiday season is going to go." Elena was going to leave it at exactly that, there was such a thing as telling people too much and then you had to play damage control with all of the rumours and gossip that would spread around. She focused intently on the wall behind Meenauh clearly aware of the fact her eyes were riveted on her, it was like they could stare deep into her soul. There was just something unnerving about that fact that put her on edge. "Sorry, didn't meant to be such a downer. You shouldn't worry yourself, what research do you need for Transfiguration?" A change of topic, she had already apologized once for her apparent use of Muggle methods and now she was apologzing again for being, Elena didn't even know how what to call it. Still, Transfiguration would provide a nice distraction from whatever answers Meenauh was trying to seek as her eyes flitted about nervously looking anywhere but directly at the girl.

Elena was slowly coming to a conclusion to the prefect that stood in front of her and it was a very odd one. It wasn't the fact that she disliked the girl, she was somewhat of an oddball if anything yet at the same time, the Gryffindor felt this sort of sixth sense that was telling her that divulging too much would only end up doing more harm than good. She didn't quite know how to describe it but the sense was there even as Meenauh ranted on saying something about how home was supposed to be a sense of hope or something like that. In response, the brunette merely shrugged her shoulders not particualry swayed by the statements. "I've heard that one too many times to count." It was the honest truth, all these promises from people or even random passerybys that everything would be okay but Elena had learned a long time ago that words were just words until they were put into action. She expected very little would change in that regard, not that it was Meenuah's fault in any sense. She hadn't asked to get a lecture on Elena's life story so the Gryffindor saw no need to burden her with her troubles.

That, and the mere fact that the prefect resembled a figure of authority at the school was fact enough for Elena to perhaps withdraw more into her shell of isolation and loneliness. She didn't know what it was but ever since the intial comment, the brown-haired third year had thought it would be best if she didn't air her drama for everyone to see. Thankfully, howver, the question of whether Elena's home was really a home quickly faded away as they moved to more relevant topics such as Transfiguration, the one course that the third-year had practically battled with but surprsingly had been doing remarkably well in as compared to when she had first started. Still, it was not a field of magic that Elena Jangleton would purposefully throw herself into but it was a rather impressive feat if you could understand the physics, science and everything else that went into it. "Biggest transfiguration in history, huh?" Elena repeated more thoughtfully wondering exactly what would fit the bill for that request.

She was sure she could find a lot of prime examples but as long as it took the attention away from her, she was perfectly fine with that. Elena wouldn't say she considered the subject matter a hobby but it wasn't something she actively ran away from either. She tolerated it but that was about it, the only courses that Elena would really break a sweat over would most likely be Charms, Defense Against The Dark Arts and Care of Magical Creatures. "I wouldn't say it's a hobby of mine but it's definetely an interesting course of study." She sort of missed Professor Lian, she had at least tried to make the course easygoing, this new teacher however, Elena was still trying to wrap her head around. Still, everyone had their own ambitions and it seemed the girl's was this. How did you even start comprehending what the biggest transfiguration was? "It must be really advanced magic then." Elena said neutrally flipping a lock of hair behind her shoulder. "The more complicated the magic, the riskier it is."

That was the one general rule they had been taught about the class. It was also probably why she wasn't too eager to dabble in anything that involved Transfiguration. She already had her own troubles to worry about without having to stress over whether she'd change into a flobberworm or not. Alternatively, there were a few people Elena would not mind changing into flobberworms as well.