New Girl PV Evangeline Hemingway

Libraries were a wonderful place, and at times were a safe space for Evangeline. Something about the tall, strong bookshelves and the smell of old books reminded her of home. Of course, the candles and other magical properties of the library were quite different than her small muggle town library. ”Nicholas Flamel,” she whispered to herself, touching the name on the page of her book. There was a tall stack of thick history books next to her, with the title in her hand reading History of Magic. History was something that Evangeline was very interested in, especially the history of the wizarding world. Ever since arriving at Hogwarts School, a lot of her time had been spent reading the giant books from the history section—so much time, in fact, sometimes she forgot to go to her class.

A voice brought her out of her concentration as she looked up. She recognized the person speaking as Ruby Diumme; a Ravenclaw in the same year as her.

“Yes, I don’t mind! I’m Evangeline Hemingway, I’ve seen you around.” Evangeline smiled, shifting some of her books out of the way to give Ruby some space. Because she was so used to hanging out with the same group, Evangeline was pretty shy when it came to speak to new people, and she could feel the nervousness as she wondered what to say now. “What are you reading?”

Ruby was taken aback. Oh my gosh, she responded! Let’s engage. Healing at Home with Herbs. I actually haven’t read that before, and I’m always choosing new books that I haven’t read, because… I can. You know? Oh my gosh, that sounded awkward. Ruby fiddled with a lock of her hair, twirling it a little bit. She picked up Healing at Home with Herbs and looked at its description. Ruby looked up and looked at Evangeline’s wide big brown eyes. They were very pretty. They looked extremely similar to Ruby’s eyes, but Ruby’s were black, not brown. They just were very dark to the point where you hallucinate that it’s brown. So, yeah, how are you? Ruby said, making a brave attempt at conversation. She sincerely hoped that Evangeline did not think of her as hideous, merely peculiar in a good way. Let’s see how this interaction will turn out with Evangeline. Ruby sat up straighter and crossed her legs. Then, she adjusted her cloak. Okay, now it doesn’t look too messy. The reason why Ruby was extremely self-conscious is because she has been humiliated in the past. The memory still made her internally shiver. She hoped that humiliation wouldn’t happen here, at Hogwarts. Hogwarts might be my home. And with that thought buried deep in her heart, she smiled slightly. Okay, but, yeah, let’s really hope that I don’t mess it up. Ruby sat in her chair, awaiting for Evangeline’s response. Er, also, Evangeline, you’re a Hufflepuff, right? Ruby asked. She always liked to get the facts right, or else it’d be very embarrassing.