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@Jrue Peterson
𝓣oday was Samantha's second day at Hogwarts. She had slept relatively well. The first week here was going to be rather relaxing compared to what she thought it would be like. She had some time to adjust before classes would start, so, naturally, she headed to the library to check out the ginormous array of books they had there.
So far, Samantha hadn't spoken to many people yet. She had seen a few familiar faces during the sorting ceremony that she had seen on the train ride to Hogwarts, but that's about it. She hadn't spoken to anyone from her year yet, just exchanged a few words with a second-year year after the ceremony when they were eating dinner. It was nice to just listen to people after a long day.
A small frown forms on Samantha's face as she hears something fluttering above her. She tilts her head up and looks in amazement as a book soars above her head, its pages moving around as it flies. Other books are calmly floating back into their respective places as students return them. She sees many students studying here, already starting on their homework. Samantha couldn't wait to start classes; she was excited for all the new information she'd learn and skills she would acquire. Especially potions class seemed intriguing. You could do anything with potions; make people fall in love, fall out of love, age, turn into another person, the possibilities are endless.
And since classes hadn't started yet, Samantha decided to take matters into her own hands and try to find a book to get ahead on the study materials. Or just to read something interesting. She was bored out of her mind already, having not read a single page yet in the last twenty-four hours. She was much too busy yesterday, and after the long evening of the sorting ceremony paired with celebrations afterwards, she couldn't keep her eyes open once she laid down on her bed.
Today was different though. She got up relatively early to get breakfast and headed to the library straight after. She couldn't wait to get started. Finally, after a while of having tilted her head to the side to read the spines of the books, she found what she was looking for. She grabbed the book and went to read at one of the long tables situated between the many bookshelves.
Samantha looked around for a moment as she readjusted her ponytail to get rid of any loose strands. She could see some other first years she recognised, most huddled in small groups, whispering about things like yesterday evening and where they're from. She hadn't expected to feel her chest tighten at the sight.
She wasn't homesick often; it's not a feeling very familiar to her, but at that moment, she missed the girl who lived next door to her in London. She even missed her mother, wishing to have someone to talk to. She felt eyes on her, even if that wasn't particularly true, as everyone was too busy to be staring at her.
Yet, Samantha lifts her chin again and starts reading in the thick book, trying to ignore the feeling in her chest as she flips the pages.
So far, Samantha hadn't spoken to many people yet. She had seen a few familiar faces during the sorting ceremony that she had seen on the train ride to Hogwarts, but that's about it. She hadn't spoken to anyone from her year yet, just exchanged a few words with a second-year year after the ceremony when they were eating dinner. It was nice to just listen to people after a long day.
A small frown forms on Samantha's face as she hears something fluttering above her. She tilts her head up and looks in amazement as a book soars above her head, its pages moving around as it flies. Other books are calmly floating back into their respective places as students return them. She sees many students studying here, already starting on their homework. Samantha couldn't wait to start classes; she was excited for all the new information she'd learn and skills she would acquire. Especially potions class seemed intriguing. You could do anything with potions; make people fall in love, fall out of love, age, turn into another person, the possibilities are endless.
And since classes hadn't started yet, Samantha decided to take matters into her own hands and try to find a book to get ahead on the study materials. Or just to read something interesting. She was bored out of her mind already, having not read a single page yet in the last twenty-four hours. She was much too busy yesterday, and after the long evening of the sorting ceremony paired with celebrations afterwards, she couldn't keep her eyes open once she laid down on her bed.
Today was different though. She got up relatively early to get breakfast and headed to the library straight after. She couldn't wait to get started. Finally, after a while of having tilted her head to the side to read the spines of the books, she found what she was looking for. She grabbed the book and went to read at one of the long tables situated between the many bookshelves.
Samantha looked around for a moment as she readjusted her ponytail to get rid of any loose strands. She could see some other first years she recognised, most huddled in small groups, whispering about things like yesterday evening and where they're from. She hadn't expected to feel her chest tighten at the sight.
She wasn't homesick often; it's not a feeling very familiar to her, but at that moment, she missed the girl who lived next door to her in London. She even missed her mother, wishing to have someone to talk to. She felt eyes on her, even if that wasn't particularly true, as everyone was too busy to be staring at her.
Yet, Samantha lifts her chin again and starts reading in the thick book, trying to ignore the feeling in her chest as she flips the pages.
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Last edited by Samantha Jones on 27 Nov 2025, 21:35, edited 1 time in total.
Stamina: 6 │ Evasion: 6 │ Strength: 3 │ Wisdom: 8 │ Arcane Power: 6 │ Accuracy: 6
Special abilities: Lovely Creature
An Early Morning
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Jrue hummed to herself, pushing her fingers into the shelf of books, parting them to find one tucked between the rest. She had her hair pulled up and out of her face, secured by two little sage green bows. "Why don't you sit right down and... stay a while-" She sang the lyrics to herself quietly, grabbing a book titled A Hogwarts Study Guide- circa 1872. She flipped the book open, coughing as a cloud of dust and several pieces of paper flew out.
She waved it off, closing the book and setting it back onto the shelf. Her eyes were set on the next row, eyebrows scrunched. Great, she huffed, thinking to herself, now I'll never have the perfect study guide. That one basically disintegrated in my hands... She readjusted her cross body bag, taking a step over the fallen paper.
It'd been a pretty early morning for her, having to get her ducks in a row. The night prior she'd set all of her stuff up in her dorm, her pictures of her budgies and parents over her four poster bed, her blue, white and yellow throw blanket over the chair by the window, tucking her clothing neatly into the Hogwarts provided closet. The neat freak in her flared up, making everything perfect and particular.
Turning around to pick it up, she noticed a girl sitting by herself. Jrue smiled to herself, popping her knuckles as she set the fallen pages neatly onto the table by the bookshelf. She made a beeline for the brunette, placing her hands on the table in front of her when she arrived.
"Is that a potions book? Have you started learning anything yet? I can't wait to learn about polyjuice potion to prank my school friend from back home, Juliet," She folded her hands, lifting them to her mouth to shut herself up. "Sorry, I'll be quiet now.." The girl looked perplexed at her appearance, clearly deep in thought, whether about the book or her own ideas, Jrue wasn't sure.
"I'm Jrue, first year Hufflepuff-" She pointed to the little Hufflepuff emblem on her tote bag, a pin she had found underneath the couch in the common room of her house's quarters. She smiled a toothy grin at the girl, gappy teeth and all.
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She waved it off, closing the book and setting it back onto the shelf. Her eyes were set on the next row, eyebrows scrunched. Great, she huffed, thinking to herself, now I'll never have the perfect study guide. That one basically disintegrated in my hands... She readjusted her cross body bag, taking a step over the fallen paper.
It'd been a pretty early morning for her, having to get her ducks in a row. The night prior she'd set all of her stuff up in her dorm, her pictures of her budgies and parents over her four poster bed, her blue, white and yellow throw blanket over the chair by the window, tucking her clothing neatly into the Hogwarts provided closet. The neat freak in her flared up, making everything perfect and particular.
Turning around to pick it up, she noticed a girl sitting by herself. Jrue smiled to herself, popping her knuckles as she set the fallen pages neatly onto the table by the bookshelf. She made a beeline for the brunette, placing her hands on the table in front of her when she arrived.
"Is that a potions book? Have you started learning anything yet? I can't wait to learn about polyjuice potion to prank my school friend from back home, Juliet," She folded her hands, lifting them to her mouth to shut herself up. "Sorry, I'll be quiet now.." The girl looked perplexed at her appearance, clearly deep in thought, whether about the book or her own ideas, Jrue wasn't sure.
"I'm Jrue, first year Hufflepuff-" She pointed to the little Hufflepuff emblem on her tote bag, a pin she had found underneath the couch in the common room of her house's quarters. She smiled a toothy grin at the girl, gappy teeth and all.
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𝓢amantha's eyes widened as the girl came to stand across from her at the table, leaning onto it with her hands. The brunette flinched a little at the sudden noise, not expecting anyone to start talking to her.
"Oh, hi, I'm Sam." Is all that came out of the girl for a moment, a small, polite smile etched onto her face. She had to remind herself to smile, because as her mother often told her, kindness could get you a long way. And Samantha often had a hard time being kind to others. "Ravenclaw. Also a first year." She clarified after a beat of silence.
She looked at the girl in front of her, giving her an hopefully, inconspicuous up-down. Her hair was beautiful; it had a perfect shine to it. Her eyes were dark, but kind, sparkling whenever she spoke. Samantha appreciated Jrue's composed appearance, but she got startled at the sudden questions and introduction. She hadn't really thought anyone would just come up to her; everyone seemed to busy with their own things.
It took Samantha a moment to collect herself before responding, chanting inside her mind 'come on, say something, don't stare too long'. "Uhm, I'm just flipping through the pages, really. I haven't started classes yet, but the potions seem cool."
Samantha perks up at the mention of polyjuice potion. "Yes," she breathes out, sounding almost amazed. "Isn't it wonderful to be able to change into someone else completely by just brewing and drinking a potion? The possibilities are endless," she marvels as she tucks a loose strand from her ponytail behind her ear again. Her hair had a bad habit of falling out of place.
"I'm most excited for learning how to brew Veritaserum." Samantha tell her softly. "I know my niece stole one of my dolls from back home, I just need her to admit it."
Samantha smiles, an actual, genuine smile on her face, as she stares up at Jrue from her seat. "Are there any other classes you're looking forward to in particular?" She hadn't expected it to come so easily, but then again, she was nervous about this whole new experience and dying to talk to someone after being quiet for quite a while now.
"Oh, hi, I'm Sam." Is all that came out of the girl for a moment, a small, polite smile etched onto her face. She had to remind herself to smile, because as her mother often told her, kindness could get you a long way. And Samantha often had a hard time being kind to others. "Ravenclaw. Also a first year." She clarified after a beat of silence.
She looked at the girl in front of her, giving her an hopefully, inconspicuous up-down. Her hair was beautiful; it had a perfect shine to it. Her eyes were dark, but kind, sparkling whenever she spoke. Samantha appreciated Jrue's composed appearance, but she got startled at the sudden questions and introduction. She hadn't really thought anyone would just come up to her; everyone seemed to busy with their own things.
It took Samantha a moment to collect herself before responding, chanting inside her mind 'come on, say something, don't stare too long'. "Uhm, I'm just flipping through the pages, really. I haven't started classes yet, but the potions seem cool."
Samantha perks up at the mention of polyjuice potion. "Yes," she breathes out, sounding almost amazed. "Isn't it wonderful to be able to change into someone else completely by just brewing and drinking a potion? The possibilities are endless," she marvels as she tucks a loose strand from her ponytail behind her ear again. Her hair had a bad habit of falling out of place.
"I'm most excited for learning how to brew Veritaserum." Samantha tell her softly. "I know my niece stole one of my dolls from back home, I just need her to admit it."
Samantha smiles, an actual, genuine smile on her face, as she stares up at Jrue from her seat. "Are there any other classes you're looking forward to in particular?" She hadn't expected it to come so easily, but then again, she was nervous about this whole new experience and dying to talk to someone after being quiet for quite a while now.
Stamina: 6 │ Evasion: 6 │ Strength: 3 │ Wisdom: 8 │ Arcane Power: 6 │ Accuracy: 6
Special abilities: Lovely Creature
An Early Morning
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Jrue hadn't had much time to chat with students since she'd arrived yesterday, the three being the girl at the sorting ceremony, and two boys in her common room she bumped into abruptly. This was nerve wracking, but also exciting to meet someone her age with the same thoughts and ideas racing through her brain.
"Lovely to meet you, Sam! Ravenclaw, you must be pretty bright.." Jrue tapped her fingers on the desk, pulling her skirt to her legs as she sat down on the wooden bench across from her new accomplice. As the girl composed herself, Jrue merely smiled, hoping to make a good impression of her. She admired the color of her eyes, listening as Sam talked about potions and their many applications.
"Veritasium... that's the truth serum, yeah?" She tilted her head, hand resting on her chin softly. "I bet my mother has used that on me once or twice..." She crinkled her nose, chuckling a bit. She sat thoughtfully for a moment, her foot tapping on the edge of the bench before she though of a response for the girl.
"I'm particularly pickled for taking Herbology and Care for Magical Creatures, although the latter will be a couple years, if I'm not mistaken.." Jrue shook her head, rolling her eyes. "A ton of my family on my mother's side deals with herbs and remedies, and so I'm pretty well versed in that subject. I hope to pass with flying colours," She nodded, folding her hands neatly in her lap. She looked back at the girl, who seemed a little wide eyed, but glad to be having conversation with another person.
"Sorry to spring this on you-" Jrue gestured to their friendly conversation, "but you looked lonely, and I love talking about school- I just thought I'd chime in and meet you-" She placed her sharp nailed hand over her lips softly, sitting for a moment as she stared out into the distance, but popped back into the moment as she folded her hands again, smiling a toothy grin.
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"Lovely to meet you, Sam! Ravenclaw, you must be pretty bright.." Jrue tapped her fingers on the desk, pulling her skirt to her legs as she sat down on the wooden bench across from her new accomplice. As the girl composed herself, Jrue merely smiled, hoping to make a good impression of her. She admired the color of her eyes, listening as Sam talked about potions and their many applications.
"Veritasium... that's the truth serum, yeah?" She tilted her head, hand resting on her chin softly. "I bet my mother has used that on me once or twice..." She crinkled her nose, chuckling a bit. She sat thoughtfully for a moment, her foot tapping on the edge of the bench before she though of a response for the girl.
"I'm particularly pickled for taking Herbology and Care for Magical Creatures, although the latter will be a couple years, if I'm not mistaken.." Jrue shook her head, rolling her eyes. "A ton of my family on my mother's side deals with herbs and remedies, and so I'm pretty well versed in that subject. I hope to pass with flying colours," She nodded, folding her hands neatly in her lap. She looked back at the girl, who seemed a little wide eyed, but glad to be having conversation with another person.
"Sorry to spring this on you-" Jrue gestured to their friendly conversation, "but you looked lonely, and I love talking about school- I just thought I'd chime in and meet you-" She placed her sharp nailed hand over her lips softly, sitting for a moment as she stared out into the distance, but popped back into the moment as she folded her hands again, smiling a toothy grin.
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𝓢amantha let out a soft giggle at Jrue's comment about her mother using Veritaserum on her. The girl reminded her of her friend back home, Hannah. She always seemed in a rather uplifted mood too; something Samantha had always admired. She missed her. It would have been nice to have a familiar face around here. But then again, making some new friends wouldn't exactly be so terrible.
Samantha listened carefully as the brunette told her about her interest in and affinity for Herbology and Care for Magical Creatures. She couldn't help but smile as she listened. She was glad that someone talked to her. Usually, she would look a little less pleased if someone interrupted her studying session, but she didn't mind this one bit.
"Oh no," Samantha started with slightly widened eyes as Jrue apologised. "It's quite alright," she smiles at the girl while closing the Potions book she got from the shelves to give Jrue her full attention.
"I actually haven't met anyone yet, so this is nice." Samantha's smile broadens as she leans forward on her arms, keen on chatting a bit more. She continues in a hushed whisper, so she wouldn't disturb any of the students around them. "Have you met anyone else already? I haven't spoken to many other students yet."
Stamina: 6 │ Evasion: 6 │ Strength: 3 │ Wisdom: 8 │ Arcane Power: 6 │ Accuracy: 6
Special abilities: Lovely Creature
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notes. sorry it took so long!
song. My Kind of Woman ~ Mac DeMarco
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nine a.m.
the shelving of the library.
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"Well," Jrue thought. There was the boy she met on the train, and the one she met at the ice cream shop that she was pretty sure she saw in the Great Hall yesterday, (which it was surprising she saw anything. It was very fastly moving and highly overwhelming to her) and her dorm mate. But she hadn't really gotten to know anybody yet. "I mean, there's a couple people here that are pretty nice. My dorm mate was pretty cool.." She crossed her arms, pushing a short step stool on the ground with the toe of her shoe.
Jrue nodded at nothing in particular, biting her cheek. "What about you? Do you have any friends yet? I think I like this place a lot, even if I didn't meet anyone yet. The architecture-" She hummed thoughtfully. It was all so enthralling to her.
"Did you know, according to some research, the length of your wand has to do with your height? I find that particularly silly. I'm relatively short, but my wand is pretty long..." She laughed softly, smiling at Samantha
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𝓐 small frown crossed Samantha's face as Jrue mentioned that she'd met some of the other students already. Samantha hadn't had the time yet to meet that many. The girl she shared a compartment with in the Hogwarts Express was silent and took a short nap while Samantha kept reading her book in silence. Neither of them had tried to get to know the other person at all. Quite a dull start if Samantha was being honest, which was nothing but her own fault.
If the girl looked on the bright side of it all, she was glad she met Jrue. Even if she was a bit tired from yesterday's whole ordeal. Still, while feeling relieved, she couldn't help but also feel a bit envious of Jrue. Even her dorm mate was cool. Samantha had simply ignored her dorm mates while getting ready for bed. So far, the only thing they've exchanged is a goodnight and one simple goodmorning. "Oh no." Samantha starts as Jrue asks her a question.
"I haven't really met anyone yet. My dorm mates are... pretty quiet so far. But maybe that will change in the upcoming days," she smiles hopefully. "Yes, the architecture is wonderful." Samantha agrees with that statement and looks around them a bit. It really was beautiful here so far.
The brunette's eyebrows raise at Jrue's fun fact. "Really?" She quips. "I didn't know that." She pulls out her wand to check. "I feel like my wand might suit me?" She brings out a bit uncertain as she twists and turns it in her hand. "Is yours much longer?" The girl asks Jrue curiously.
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Stamina: 6 │ Evasion: 6 │ Strength: 3 │ Wisdom: 8 │ Arcane Power: 6 │ Accuracy: 6
Special abilities: Lovely Creature
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notes. Merry Christmas Sam!
song. My Kind of Woman ~ Mac DeMarco
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nine a.m.
the shelving of the library.
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She was enjoying the flow of this conversation. Of all the people she had met, Samantha was by far the easiest to talk to. Jrue's room mates needed some coaxing before they started talking, and the one kid in the hall earlier when she'd wandered the castle wasn't much of a yapper either. She liked Sam's chipper attitude and input into what Jrue had been sharing and saying.
Jrue yielded her wand, holding the tip and end between her forefingers, it's white shimmery wood glistening softly in the light. The spirally design the handle was embellished with twirled when she spun it around. "Well... I believe the fellow said it was about 28 centis? Best not to say it's long compared to anyone elses, I would say it's long to me, however, in comparison to my forearm, or comparing it to my height," She spoke, holding the wand from her elbow to her wrist. She shrugged, not remembering what she had said initially. "Err, I forgot where I was going with that-" Jrue tucked her wand back into her pocket, stifling an embarrassed laugh.
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nine a.m.
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She hadn't much considered others wands. There was her mother's, who on the occasion that she used it around the house, Jrue would gaze at and hope to hold it for but a moment. Most cases she would get brushed away, with her mother complaining of work to do. When she met Mr. Ollivander, he had initially given her two beautiful glistening wands, long and dark and very unique, something Jrue thought was an important quality. Neither worked, and it left her with the dusty white one she now owned.
There was nothing wrong with it, it just wasn't very... wandy. It felt like the kind of wand a fairy would have in a cheap stage play. The thought occurred to her, when her mother had mentioned it, to become a wand maker and solve the problem of said odd looking wands. Why have those when she could make her own? That lead to Jrue reading up on wands for two weeks straight, the harvesting of the wood, collecting of the cores, what each one meant. After a while she was bored by it, but kept the idea lingering in the back of her head.
"I wish my wand had an interesting feature. The only thing I know of it is that Mahoutokoru students love cherry wood, the kind my wand is. It is supposedly a blessed feature, and is very good luck. I think it looks a bit tarnished and dirty-" She laughed to herself, covering her mouth with a soft hand. "You're a Ravenclaw, yes?" She tilted her head curiously. "Have you yet considered the duelling team? I heard Ravenclaw's is very talented. Defensive spells would consider themselves lucky to be used by you, it seems-" She blinked kindly.
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