A Quiet Introduction PV Robin Marie

Robin didn’t mean to fall asleep in the library. It wasn’t her fault that the couch cushion was so cozy. And that the fire was crackling in a way that made her eyes droop. It might have been her fault that she didn’t get enough sleep the night before reading up on one of her care of magical creatures books. Robin was a third-year student now, which meant she had signed up for a few extra classes than in previous years. She didn’t realize how much she would grow to love the Care of Magical Creatures class, but the more she learned, the more she couldn’t wait to get outside and interact with all of the species she’d never even heard of. 

So now, when Robin was supposed to have been meeting up with her newest mentee of the year, she was too busy snoring away on the couch to realize she was already late for her meeting with her Hufflepuff first year. By the sheer luck of whoever was watching down on her, Robin was only just able to infiltrate her own dreams about unicorns and kneazles to remind her that she had somewhere important to be.

Waking up with a startled gasp because yes, she was supposed to be meeting her mentee right about… the Ravenclaw groggily opened her eyes to look at her watch, her curly hair splayed out across the cushion, frizzy from her nap. She jolted when she realized she was already twelve minutes past the meeting time. Then she relaxed when she realized she was only twelve minutes past the meeting time. She was in no rush. 

Quickly standing from the couch and fluffing the cushion she was resting on, Robin centered herself, smoothing her clothes out and wiping the sleep from her face. Her hair would be a lost cause if it weren’t for the magical barrette she carried around for moments like this. Clipping it onto the side of her head, her hair popped right back into shape, as crisp and curly as could be. Anyone who would see her now wouldn’t ever have realized she was just lost in a dream cycle mere moments ago. 

Collected, Robin checked her watch once more. Fifteen minutes past the meeting time. Robin left the sanctuary of her favorite reading cove and turned the corner to scan the tables. She was looking for a small Hufflepuff girl… there. A pretty girl with chestnut hair and freckles sat at a table, glancing at the door every few moments. Robin figured that was the girl she was looking for. 

Robin approached on silent feet from the opposite side the Hufflepuff's attention was directed at and cleared her throat, “Are you Elara? I ran over in a meeting with the transfiguration professor. I appreciate you waiting,” She lied, dropping casually into the seat beside the girl, bag tumbling to the ground in a heap. “Welcome to Hogwarts!” She tried not to let the sarcasm bleed so obviously from her lips. “I’m Robin. Your mentor or whatever,” she dismissed due to her dislike of the name. She much preferred “guide”. “How’s it been so far for you?”