First Charms Lesson and New Friend

After finishing her refreshing routine, Skylar put on her cloak, grabbed her wand, her book, and her quill, ready for the next class. She was walking out of the dungeons, on her way up to the third floor, Charm class. The moving stairs started to change as they used to be. She was waiting in quiet, looking at the portrait around her.

Suddenly, someone startled her with a scream. “What’s the… merlin…” As she was gazing around, it seemed the caused of the sound was from a first year Hufflepuff girl with white, snowy hair standing above her. She couldn’t hold her small laugh. Since everyone had arrived at Hogwarts and stayed here for sometime. She thought they must get used to it by now, but she was wrong.

When she walked through the class door, she scanned to see if there was a seat available for her. Her eyes couldn’t keep an outstanding white hair and the unique blue eyes out of her sight. She was too curious when she saw something different in nature, and in this case was a human being. She decided to sit in the back row next to that girl.

A bit of hesitation came in mind, she couldn’t say a word to greet her, considering the girl seemed not to want anyone to bother her. Skylar was there quietly observing, paying attention at the class at the same time.

Skylar looked at the professor stepping into the classroom. Her book and quill were already placed on the table. She just needed her wand to be prepared in the same way. She wasn’t good at Charm, so she had to organize herself and practice more than others. She also should not miss any detail of the lecture part.

However, a few minutes later, her mind went somewhere else again. She swore she heard something drop to the ground as she saw the girl next to her already murmuring in panic. Why does she have to apologize? Is it just a small accident? She said in her mind.

Skylar bent down to grab some books below her, placing them back at the girl's table. Before she gave the last one in her hand, the girl asked for it as if she didn’t notice that she was helping her at all.

“Sure! Here!” She said softly.

She was certain that she didn’t express any negative vibe today, but maybe her bare face was too intimidating for the girl to find the courage to talk. As she glanced at the white snowy hair, she couldn’t help but be curious again. She shouldn’t miss an opportunity to talk to the girl.

Before she asked those questions, she had to make small talk first. Even though she was the one who used to be scared to lead a small talk, but staying here for sometime she was quite sure what to do now. A simple way to interact with people always starts with an easy word.

“Hi, my name’s Skylar, Skylar Astor.”

Skylar shook the girl’s hand softly. “That’s quite a great name.” She said while turning to the front of the class. Her eyes still half gazed at the professor, half glanced toward Lenora. A bit of disappointment filled her chest as the girl didn’t mention her last name. She thought that knowing the girl’s family roots might help to answer the question in her mind, somehow. But she now had to figure out another way. Hesitation kept her curiosity inside, then she continued quietly observing the girl once more.

As the lesson went on, she noticed how Lenora’s eyes narrowed, trying to concentrate on something. She followed the girl's direction to see if the light bothered her, but Lenora was looking at the board as her eyelashes were often pattering. She then smiled and slowly slid her notebook to the side when she already finished scribbling the lectures.

“If you don’t mind…” Genuine face expressed a tug on her lips before she went back to listen to the professor. Not too long, the girl decided to asked for borrowing her notes after the class. She gently nodded. “Sure! You can turn it back to me whenever you like.”

Even though she wasn’t good at Charm, but the lesson was focused on a practical part anyway. If she had a clear memory of how the wand moved and how the spell was enunciated, then it would be easy to make a copy of her own lectures without the old notes that she scribbled in class.

Skylar looked at the way Lenora was guiltily apologizing. She gave a small laugh, attached with a bright smile. She thought it wasn’t a big deal to apologize for these kinds of things. “You didn’t have to apologize for every little thing you did. But I’ll accept it cause I knew it came from your honesty.” She arched her eyebrow to emphasize her next word. “Even though I didn’t mind that at all.”

She paused a bit, then glanced somewhere afar. “I’m actually scared of what people look at me sometimes, but I’m good at pretending not to care, and somehow… I just got used to it. And, I finally realize how good it feels to lift the people's sight out of my mind.” She chuckled to herself. It wasn’t clear why she had said that to the girl. Maybe she wanted to share her way of thinking. Skylar hoped the girl could read her good intentions in some way, so she wouldn’t be awkward at this moment.