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backdated to: September 1st 2025

Crisp winds of breeze were leaking through the small paneled windows in the great hall this morning. Breakfast was big of course, all you can eat buffet one could thought. It was the first week of classes, Angel can't help but let out a sigh, everywhere she looked it seems as though she was the only one outside of a clique or group, friend group whatever it's called these days. Angel was not bothered in the slightest if she did have friends or not, but obviously it did bother her to a degree. A small circle of friends would be nice and it is better than having none at all. Being alone was fine she can survive without company, but of course being social was a plus.

Now although times had change and there is less likely to be bias or assumptions about anyone, don't judge a book by it's cover type thing, some people really don't help and show stereotypes that were supposed to be false were true because of them. Angel could not help but worry her being in a house with a bad reputation would not help her at all. Shrugging it off she did not think it was the case. Eating the scrambled eggs with toast and sausages. The flavours really come together.
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Lily sat at the long table with her breakfast, the warm smell of eggs and sausages rising around her. The Great Hall felt quite alive this morning. Even as it was the first day everyone seemed quite familiar. Everyone she looked like they knew each other, even the first years like her who had just arrived for the first time at Hogwarts.

She glanced around the hall while buttering her toast, noticing the little clusters of students gathered around. Some were loud, some were whispering, but almost all of them had at least one person next to them. It was the first week of classes and even though she didn't want to think much about it, she felt strange at possibly having to sit alone.

Lily didn't mind being alone, she'd spend most of her day with books, outside of with her cat at home. Still, there was something a little lonely about being surrounded by so many people and not quite fitting into any groups yet.

A small group of friends would be nice. She finally tried her first bite of food and was amazed at how good it tasted. Scrambled eggs, toast and sausage, simple yet comforting and reliable. Maybe the day would end up being much the same. Ordinary, but not unpleasant as she was at Hogwarts and all would be exciting from here.
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🂱🂱🂱𝕰stella wasn't, by any stretch of wishful thinking, an early riser. Though her lateness today could be excused by the exhaustion that dug through her bones, due to the long hours spent on the Express, the journey across the Lake, and by organizing her room before her mind swayed toward the lull of her four poster bed which swiftly ended the task halfway through. Perhaps that explained her waking up with barely fifteen minutes to spare, and trying to look at least mildly prepared for her first day, the day she had prepared for her whole life. It wasn't how she wanted it to go, no. She would sit by the fireplace, watching the flames dance as she pondered all the ways her first day would go. Thoughts of a much younger version of herself echoed through her mind as she scrambled for her robes and wand, Which house would I be sorted to?, What would my first lesson be?, Would I make friends?-

She stood before the mirror, the pocket watch in her hands ticking annoyingly loud, and nodded. She tried to look as put together as she could, curls frantically pushed back, clearing non-existent wrinkles from her robes. Deep breaths and shoulders back. She waited for just a moment more, for her grin to slowly replace the frantic expression she wore, and her eyes to lose the panicked stare and regain shards of amusement. She barely had time to process the anxiety and disappointment that curled in her stomach—effectively making her lose her appetite— before she somehow stumbled down to the Great Hall. Her thoughts became more structured as she mechanically followed through her morning routine, dipping exactly three spoons of honey in her tea and buttering her toast. When her breaths finally evened out, she attempted to spare a glance at the glorious Hall, and the students seated at each table. No familiar faces, at least as far as she could discern. She was almost nodding off during yesterday's Sorting, and may have missed any familiar students she had hoped to see. Even the nectar-like scent from her plate could distract her from the hollowness caused by the absence of company. Gaze focused on the reds and gold which now adorned her. Gryffindor. Again, she couldn't properly process her sorting, swept away by the siren song of Hypnos. It wasn't all that surprising, at least certainly not to her parents when she owled them. The reply was supportive, as if they predicted it all along, a prophecy she was not privy to. With a calmer mind, perhaps she could realize she too was not at all surprised. What, with her reckless behavior and impulsive persona, it was only predictable. Stabbing and pricking at innocent vegetables, she tried to eat as much as she possibly could before her classes began. She made a mental note to memorize her timetable —as she still had no idea— and maybe properly prepare for her first class, if minutes could be stolen. The concept was still too surreal to fathom, the strange feeling of emptiness when your most anticipated wish came true. The excitement of knowing the countless memories she could build here, foes and friends alike. To say she was eager for her first day was to put it mildly.

Her nerves were working overtime, as she considering whether or not to attempt small talk with her peers. For one, making a friend would be mutually supportive, and to have someone to talk to in the confusing castle would certainly help. But she was too frenzied to hold a conversation without spouting nonsense. She wasn't keen on making a terrible first impression, firmly believing that they could shape further events. With one more stir of her tea, a resolve slowly made it's way to her heart. She would exchange a few words, and leave it to the individual on its continuance. She glanced at the nearest girl beside her with a warm grin, managing a '' First year, too? '' out, hoping ardently that she was in her year, and that she would not embarrass herself further.

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date ; september 1st, 2025
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time: mornings September.1 2025
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location: great hall
mention: @Estella Cain, @Lily Young
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wc: 268

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If overflowed with impeccable interest she noticed two girls who took their place at the table which stretched beyond the horizons and bandwidth. Sparking a speck of chat or another word was discussion was her own habit and she wanted to make use of it like so. The two girls looked and presented themselves as fairly amiable and not those types who'd be overbearing and taxing to be with for only a couple of seconds.

"Hey, I'm Angel, Angel Dayes." she replied to the question raised by the Gryffindor lass

"Yes, I am indeed a first year." she added

Although one could say this "conversation" looked a bit too viscous for it to conquer and continue on, it's longevity would be more in numbers rather than in appellations or words, as her father once said "If one were to keep the ball going then you must improvise your act." and she quote, so she made a firm decision to commit to making her own close circle for the rest of the year whether to survive or maybe to actually take pleasures of being in a enchanted academy. Her own attention and focused was swayed in another direction and a Slytherin girl was on her right side but perhaps much further in distance than the two lasses themselves. Angel leaned in and waved with of course, composure.

"Hey there! Would you like to come and join us over here if that's alright with you?" she smiled as her words bubbled like so.

She was getting eager to make her new allies, companions or friends. Yes, that word will do.

"Can't move on babydoll"

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Date - 01/09/25
WC - 454

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Lily was finishing up grabbing her food when she noticed the girl a little further down the table, on the other side. She recognized the red and gold attire and the first day jitters the girl portrayed. Lily has felt it herself on the train here and even in this moment.

Then Lily noticed the girl next to the Gryffindor, who waved for Lily to join them. Lily blinked in shock for a second, not sure if the invitation was really for her. She felt herself smile but on the inside her heart was beating a little faster. She smoothed out her robes unnecessarily and stood picking up her tray of food. Once she arrived near the girls, she sat down across from them in the empty spot on the bench, also noticing the girl that waved her down was a Slytherin just like her.

“Thanks for letting me join. I was just thinking I should probably talk to someone before I ended up having a conversation with my sausage.” The words came out in a rush as her nerves took over. But she noticed the two girls in front of her were smiling and looked more pleased than put off.

“I’m Lily, Lily Young. And if my nervous chatter wasn’t a straight give away, I’m a first year.” She spoke with a small laugh as she arranged her plate neatly in front of her.

From up close now, she couldn’t help taking in the two girls in front of her, something she found herself doing quite often. The Gryffindor girl had a warm smile and seemed to still be shaking off some first day jitters. Something Lily could relate to. Meanwhile, the Slytherin girl has an easy energy about her, that seemed to show how much she seemed certain they’d all be good friends right away.

For a moment, Lily’s eyes drifted around her to the rest of the hall. Many groups of older students were already laughing and talking as if they’d known each other their whole lives. And not far from her, a group of second years were already comparing timetables, pointing at classes they had together and groaning about some teachers or classes. She couldn’t help but imagine herself in a year having the same easy going energy with her own friends. She turned back to the two girls. “What about you both? I don’t think I caught your names.”

Lily hoped the school year would end up being like her favorite books, ordinary on the surface, but filled with amazing adventures. For her, people were always unpredictable and books were her safe place. But maybe, with these two girls, unpredictable wouldn’t be so bad. Maybe even an amazing thing.
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“What are you?
To define is to limit.” — Oscar Wilde
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