Mixed Personalities Private with Winnie Harper unless pinged for invite

Winnie had been enjoying the sunny May weather while trying to find new flowers to press inside her books. She used them when conducting letters to add a bit of whimsy and a sweet scent. So had collected a few beautiful white clovers, some bright yellow dandelions, and some Queen Anne's Lace. She hummed a soft song as she placed the flowers carefully into the pockets of her leather sachet and started to head out further into the grounds to look for more.

That was when she saw a boy who seemed around her age laying back on the grass. He looked peaceful watching the sky, and Winnie's own eyes flickered up to try and see what he was staring at. She could hear the soft melody the birds were singing, but couldn't see any of the creatures. Perhaps the boy was hurt? She frowned and slowly approached him, her eyes scanning his body before taking a seat next to him, her green linen dress was already full of grass stains, so she wasn't particularly worried. "Excuse me." She said with a soft Irish accent. "I saw you laying here and I was worried you were hurt, or perhaps you can see something I can't, and I was curious to know the reason." She explained with a sheepish smile, pulling her bag off of her body and setting it next to them.

There was no way that Winnie would not ask someone if they were okay if she found them laying on the ground! It was simply the polite thing to do. First years also had to look out for each other, after all. She recognized the boy from a few of their classes, but they had never spoken before.

"Oh?" Winnie blinked, still a bit worried he was hurt until he pointed towards the sky. She looked upwards and squinted. When her eyes adjusted to the bright light, she noticed a bird soaring through the air before landing among the tree tops. "Oh!" She repeated, suddenly understanding. "I'm guessing you're a fan of animals too?" She asked with a smile. "No worries, if I had seen them sooner I might have done the same. Wild life is so interesting, don't you think?" No matter if they were magical creatures or ones she had seen in woods.

Winnie accepted his hand and shook it. "Hi William, I'm Winnie. I'm in Ravenclaw." She commented, since she wasn't wearing her robes. "Hm?" She looked down at her grass stained dress and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "... You do?" She tilted her head, his lips twitching into an amused smile. "You have interesting taste, but thank you."

Winnie wasn't certain either, there were quite a few first years. She had tried to write everyone's name down but it was sometimes difficult to put a name to a face. "Hm. I guess I enjoy watching the birds... Who doesn't, I suppose? But I envy them for being able to fly and live in the treetops. Their view of the world is so vastly different than ours, isn't it? It would be interesting to know what it's like. Then again, I think that about a lot of animals. The foxes, the deer, the bears... They're just so interesting."

"Yes, I figured as much, unless you go around stealing other people's uniforms." She chuckled, her eyes down to his uniform. She didn't mind the uniforms, but during this time of year she liked to change out of them after class. It was too hot dressed in mostly black robes. She figured if she wasn't in class, why bother? No one had told her otherwise. Had William been living in his uniform the entire year? The poor lad. "It didn't bother me. I just thought it was a curious thing to say." She corrected, drawing her legs up so she could lean forward and rest her arms on them. "Usually people don't compliment me when I wear a stained dress, you see, but I always thought that stains can add character to clothing. It tells a story of sorts. Today, my dress is saying that I went picking flowers. Your clothing will say that you laid down in the grass. Interesting, isn't it?"

Winnie nodded as she listened to William, "That's true, they spend most of their life in the sky. I wonder if they ever get lonely? I know bugs and bats can fly too, but still... They really control the sky, very interesting." She sighed happily, watching the birds flutter around above them. "We don't have wings, but I suppose we're lucky to have broomsticks. Muggles need to ride in airplanes or balloons. It must be sad not to be able to ride a broom." Her mother could never ride, and her father had basically banned them. "Still though, it's not the same thing... Unless I build a treehouse up high." She chuckled.

The poor boy, had no one told him? It wasn't that uncommon to see students wearing their uniforms even outside of class, but still... It was always nice to change into something more comfortable, or something she was used to at least. "Did you attend the ball? It was... Interesting for sure, but anyways, that is probably one of the only places I wouldn't wear a stained dress. I do have unstained clothing, of course, but if I'm rolling around in the grass why bother?" She chuckled. "Do you go out of your way every day to look up at the sky?" She asked, tilting her head.