Beware of the GryffinPuff Private Closed

@Natasha Adalhard
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The girl huffed as she walked up the grass, book in hand trying to understand a single word inside it. Primrose Edwards was far from a prodigy in potions, she knew wands, creatures and similar things- but potions? Potions was like another language to the blonde girl.
''Add four mistletoe berries to the mortar and crush into a medium-fine power?'' She muttered under her breath, confusion very clear on her face. ''How do I even know what medium-fine is? There are literally no pictures to explain what medium-'' Her sentence was cut short as Primrose felt her feet get tangled into someone sitting on the grass- her body falling forward; face-first into the grass as she groaned in annoyance. The Hufflepuff quickly moved her hair back into place and grabbed her potions book.

''I'm so so so sorry!'' The girl she had tripped on, was of course a Gryffindor- they always were. There was something familiar about the girl, the rather wild braided brown hair and tanned skin; brown eyes that somehow stood out a lot more than Primrose expected them to.
''You are the one who looked so horrified during the sorting ceremony!'' She exclaimed, covering her mouth quickly as she realized she had yelled that around multiple other students, some actually trying to study in the surprisingly warm weather.
''Sorry'' Primrose apologized to the students who frowned and looked back to their friends or books, some having lingering looks.

''I didn't hurt you, right?'' She questioned, quickly inspecting the other students face from afar, she was afraid she had caused someone else a nosebleed- had happened before at home. Primrose herself had a rather nasty red mark on her cheek and forehead, she could feel the burning but honestly she had felt worse in the past. Maybe one day she would get used to these bloody robes.
''I wasn't looking where I was going, so sorry about that- if I uh, accidentally hurt you I can take you to the Hospital wing?'' Primrose stammered out, nervously playing with the potions book in her hands. She felt as if the ground should just swallow her whole, why was she like this?

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Beware of the GryffinPuff Private Closed
Tasha didn't move right away, trying to embrace her fate : Sitting on the ground, holding her knee against her chest, grimacing. God that hurt quite a bit !! Nasty. "Oof..."

However and after barely a few seconds, the young girl stood up, dusted herself off (still grimacing), and reached out her hand to help the other student stand back up. She looked... Not so peppy happy. But she wasn't aggressive.

"Don't worry, maybe I shouldn't sit in the middle of the path either, dunno." She stuck her tongue out. Ruffled her own hair before she quickly attempted to adjust her braid. Her knee seemed to hurt her quite a bit, but she was acting all tough and strong. This could wait for a few more minutes. "Was it so noticeable that I was feeling bad ?? During the sorting ceremony, I mean..."

Well, Tasha, in any case, you were clearly giving off a powerful "I'm feeling bad" vibe at this very moment.

She didn't wait further and dragged the conversation somewhere else. "I think I'm doing okay, don't worry ?? But I'm interested if you can show me the hospital wing. This could be useful in the future."

The young girl grabbed her bag and supplies, gave a little smile to the other student. She definitely had charisma, even with a hurt knee and an overall... really, realy down mood. You could probably feel that she wasn't going to let life stop her in her run. Even if life's being mean.

"I'm Natasha. But I prefer to be called Tasha. Go ahead, I'll follow you."

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Beware of the GryffinPuff Private Closed
"Was it so noticeable that I was feeling bad ?? During the sorting ceremony, I mean..."
Primrose cringed, nodding slowly.
''You looked as if we had all just told you that your owl died in a freak accident caused by a Thestral. But - it's fine! A lot of people get shocked by their sorting, I did as well!'' Primrose raised her hands, as if trying to make her point more serious with her gesture.

''Primrose Edwards, since you are in Gryffindor you have most likely heard my cousin Louis cause trouble once or twice'' She grinned, making sure her potions book was alright.
''If you are sure? There are quite a lot of stairs there, like- a lot. For a place supposed to be for emergencies it's on the third floor.'' Primrose curiously looked at the girls study materials, she was a curious soul in her heart no matter what.
''But I'd love to show you, I just need to-'' Primrose tried fixing her robe, the blasted thing had gotten quite messed up during her fall and somehow gotten stuck on itself, seriously- how? With a frown and annoyed sigh she practically ripped it from itself- nothing broke but she was clearly annoyed at the long black clothing. Seriously- she needed to get these shortened soon.

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Beware of the GryffinPuff Private Closed
She shook her head. ''You looked as if we had all just told you that your owl died in a freak accident caused by a Thestral. But - it's fine! A lot of people get shocked by their sorting, I did as well!'' The Gryffindor pouted all big. "Actually, I'd rather not talk about it. For now."

Tasha inspected the other quickly, making sure she was alright, as well as her supplies. "Louis ?? I, I don't know ?? Maybe ?? Probably ?? I don't know. Gryffindor. It sucks."

Noticing Primrose looking at her supplies, Tasha opened her bag and showed everything with confidence. Adjusted her robe. Stretched her sore leg. "Nice to meet you, by the way... Sorry I'm a bit.. All over the place."

She closed her bag, put away her last supplies, and proceeded to go and try to help the Hufflepuff adjust her robe, get it... Un- Unstuck from itself ?? "Maybe we can ask for a pair of scissors at the nursery thing, so we can snip snip away the extra length. In an ~artisanal way~ !!" She cracks her knuckle, grins all big. Really, she looked determined to ruin a perfectly fine robe in an artisanal way !! It seemed to truly brighten her mood. The very concept of it alone.

She didn't wait any further, and started to stumble her way toward... What she supposed was the right direction ?? Probably ?? Yeahhh. All good.

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Beware of the GryffinPuff Private Closed
She laughed slightly at Tasha's way of referring to the Hospital wing, it was endearing honestly.
''It's called the Hospital Wing, Tasha'' She hummed, smiling at the girl. She rolled her eyes slightly as she saw the girl walk in quite the wrong direction; she linked their arms and started walking towards the school building.

''I'm not sure my mum will be too happy with that actually? She doesn't like paying when I become all artistic on my clothing sadly'' She giggled, humming slightly as she did her best to keep looking at her potions book as they walked; she still had to figure this out for her next class- friends or not it was a must.
''The Hospital wing has like- huge wooden doors, so if you ever forget the exact directions just remember the big wooden doors and the third floor'' She instructed, gesturing with the book slightly as she talked. Primrose wasn't too good at directions herself but it worked, sometimes visual instructions could help her find her way in the endless corridors. Like- run around until you see this one specific painting and then ask them for directions and do the opposite of what they tell you, like a proper person would.

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Beware of the GryffinPuff Private Closed
"Yeah !! Hospital Wing." She jumps in surprise when the Hufflepuff grabs her arms. Arms linked together like that, it's so cute actually. Tasha smiles and pats Primrose's hand softly.

"Oh. Yeah. I can guess actually. But that's a shame !! Sometimes you just gotta you know... Say no, turn your back to your parents, and start doing your own things !! That's how one learns. That starts with the robe that is a bit too long, I believe." She looks more than fierce on her opinion. No matter how hurt she's been after the sorting ceremony, she didn't seem to be any more kin of her family. And of... Directives in general. This little girl, she's 11 years old, built like a cotton bud. But she's clearly aiming at being more than autonomous, she's clearly aiming high. Even if it starts with the tiniest things.

On the way, and despite her sore leg, Tasha did notice the other girl looking at her potion book. She pokes the cover with her finger. "I love potion class. I think I'm doing mostly better at potion than at anything else for now. Do you have homeworks or something ?? Class soon ??"

As they walked, her leg started to be less and less painful. It probably was nothing. But at least, now she knew how to find the Hospital Wing !! And Primrose was nice so far, it was all cool to hang with her for a bit.

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