Date: August 2 2023 Time: 12:15 to around 12:50

Interacting with: the kashnoobidoodlitious @Irina Shevel Mentions: X

English | French Thoughts

Alarian | Pierre | Reltyl | Hyltwis

It was so, so weird looking around a table Mahlioz knew so well at her family, which was normal, and then Irina. They were all people she knew and loved, but it was incredibly peculiar to see a girl she normally talked to at Hogwarts, kilometers and kilometers away, in her own house. Not that the Slytherin was complaining. This was flipping amazing.

As soon as they'd sat down at the table with everyone, Reltyl started bombarding Irina with questions. Maybe earlier they'd been too busy with their games and friends, but now that she was in their sight, they apparently had to know everything about her. Sometimes, how Mahlioz and they got along so well was a complete mystery.
"Hi! I'm Reltyl. You're Irina, right? Do you like playing video games? What kind of music do you like? What's your favorite series? What do you want to be when you grow up? Where-"
"Reltyl," Hyltwis interrupted, head already in her hands. "Please, kindly shut up." Reltyl gave her a look of fake affront, and she let out something about not being able to deal with six days of this.
"At least let the poor girl eat some food before you drown her in questions," Mahlioz's mom said with a laugh. And so, apart from a few more questions and perhaps answers, the rest of lunch was rather uneventful.

As soon as the table was cleared off and Reltyl's curiosity satiated, Mahlioz eagerly brought Irina back up to her room, remembering a certain map she'd made earlier. "We can go back to archery after if you want, but it might be nice for you to get to know the house you're living in for the next week." The next week! She'd already had to remind herself this wasn't a dream at least a hundred times. "So I made a map, and I can bring you on a tour of the house after if you'd like!"

The maps were on Mahlioz's wall next to her bed. Both downstairs and upstairs were carefully drawn out, with notes and drawings and explanations. Even her family's habitual seats at the dining room table were written down. It was evident this was a house Mahlioz knew very well. But she was sure there were things she didn't know about. And she was even more sure that if they were, Irina was exactly the kind of person who would find them.

Reducio

Aaaaand here are the maps/blueprints lemme know if there's anything you can't read, or if things are way too confusing!

Date: August 2 2023 Time: 12:15

Interacting with: The scrumdiddlyumptious @Mahlioz Evethisawe

Thoughts: Teal Speech: Cayenne

Irina had hardly sat down at the table before Reltyl was bombarding her with questions. At least, she assumed it was Reltyl. Mahlioz had talked at length about her siblings so she was fairly confident in her assumption.
The barrage of words and questions caused a grin to split across her face - something told her she was going to get on well with them.
Before she could reply though, the older girl (who must be Hyltwis) snapped, "Reltyl, please, kindly shut up."
Mahlioz's mother stepped in, laughing as she offered Irina some food. She gave Mrs Evethisawe a grin, grabbed some food and spent the rest of the meal getting equally distracted between talking at great length and stuffing her mouth with food. Nothing could make a better meal.

It took a while to answer all of Relytl's questions but Irina found it fun and refreshing. They came from incredibly different backgrounds and families so the questions they asked caused her to have a fresh an open mind about topics she hadn't really considered before. Eventually though, Mahlioz dragged her back to her bedroom and Irina had to manage a quick, "See you soon then," before disappearing round the stairs.

As they entered, Irina plopped herself onto her own makeshift bed and watched as Mahlioz walked around the room. "We can go back to archery after if you want, but it might be nice for you to get to know the house you're living in for the next week." Irina gave a little shiver at these words. An entire week with Mahlioz!
"So I made a map, and I can bring you on a tour of the house after if you'd like!"
Irina stared open mouthed at the maps Mahlioz was excitedly pointing at. She immedietly scrambled from the bed and jumped onto Mahlioz's to get a closer look. It was so detailed that even coat racks, shoes and seating arrangements had been listed!
"My days Mahl! This is literally insane. I never realised how creative you are?"
She stared at the maps for a few moments, trying to implant in into her brain. But her eyes caught on an object and word she had never seen before. Car.

"What's that?" she asked, pointing.

Date: August 2 2023 Time: after lunch

Interacting with: the fantastificentitious @Irina Shevel Mentions: X

English | French Thoughts

Alarian | Pierre | Reltyl | Hyltwis

Mahlioz could tell Irina and Reltyl were getting along great. She wasn't surprised, and though there was of course the smallest twinge of jealousy that both her favorite people were talking to each other instead of her, she completely ignored it. It was childish of her anyway, and she was happy for them. It would have been so much worse if they'd disliked each other.

But because Irina was her best friend, she did end up having to steal her away once lunch was over. It was only fair; the other two would have more time to bond later. And Mahlioz had so much to show her! As she proudly shared her map, shyly thanking the Gryffindor for her compliment, ideas whizzed through her mind at phenomenal speeds, the fact that they had a full week together only fuelling them.

She wasn't sure what she'd been expecting Irina to ask. She'd of course been expecting her to ask something, because this was Irina, who always had something to say (and that was part of the reason she loved her). But pointing out her wonky drawing of a car had not been exactly the first thing she expected. "Oh, that's just our car," Mahlioz said with a laugh. "I know it's a little... silly-looking, but it's hard to draw one from a bird's eye view."

Then it hit her. "Wait. You mean - what's a car?" She kept forgetting her best friend had not grown up surrounded by both magic and muggle things. The Slytherin often took it for granted, but really she was the one with the rarer experience. "Oh man. Sorry! It's a muggle invention - very vaguely like a broom in the sense that it's for travelling. But it rolls on the ground and it's big and metal and makes a bunch of noise. ...I can show you, if you want? It's in the garage downstairs." After a moment of reflexion, she added, "A garage is the spot you put your car when you're not driving it. Oh, and you're only allowed to drive if you have a liscence, which you can only get when you're older."