Asteria Coven Dept. Magical Law Enforcement

Word Count Reducio 627

Date Reducio Late June (TBD)

Interacting With: Reducio @Fawkes Chaos @Violette Corbeau @Skylar Blue @Julia Evans +Emmeline and Raph

OOC note: Reducio 1) I've just realised I can finally get rid of my "Dido's internal narrator is a big liar dw" disclaimer now!

Summer camp had really been the only option for the rest of Dido’s summer.

Since her mothers had… since they.. since Uncle Thomas had passed on the news, Dido hadn’t been able to even hold a conversation with Mama without seeing her eyes tear up and nose redden. It wasn’t… nice to see your own mother cry about what you were. When Dido had suggested the camp, her parents had been quick to agree. They didn’t even want to look at her. That was why they let her go so easily.

But Dido was going to have a fun summer, even no one else wanted her to.

When she arrived at the camp, she was pleasantly surprised by the theming- sure, she had signed up to a cabin and had vaguely recognised the ministry-esque name but, listening to both her own and her mother’s choking sobs had slightly limited her ability to pay attention to what she was actually signing up for. Following the largest crowd of children, for they were surely also headed for the cabins at the top of the list, she pushed her way into the centre of the mass, merging into the small horde.

As the crowd slowly thinned out, small throngs of students a variety of ages splitting off to find their own cabins. Dido listened carefully as each group discussed where they were heading and, finally hearing a title she recognised, she followed a few metres behind. As she walked, staring at the back of one of the boys in front, she suddenly froze in place. A thought flashed through her mind as she stood in place: a dark braid and blue robes. No. It wasn’t about her. She swallowed down her… fear, anger, that strange cloying sensation that had been with her all summer. Taking a deep breath in, Dido looked around, dismayed to see she had been left alone.

Wandering around for a few moments, she finally found herself in front of a seemingly empty cabin into which no one had gone and, praying that it was the right place, she hefted her bag up onto her back and heaved it in through the door.

It was blue.

To the side, there was a crackling fire, somehow not too hot despite the summer’s intensity that year. Around the fire several leather armchairs were set out and, across the walls, shelves spanned the length of the room, each filled to the brim with books, files and trophy cabinets. It could have been Dido’s dream for those previous few months. A perfect space for a perfect Ravenclaw.

Speaking of, as Dido scanned the room, dread evident in the dull cast to her eyes, her gaze landed upon a girl she recognised, sitting in one of the armchairs. One of Tina’s friends. The girl with the blue glasses and pretty eyes. Once again, Dido stood still for a moment, one Ravenclaw’s dark and wavy hair reminiscent of another’s. Then, without so much as a second glance at the girl, Dido walked straight through the common area and into one of the bedrooms.

To her dismay, she realised that it had two beds and, quickly poking her head into each room, confirmed that all of them had two. With a slightly sheepish expression, Dido left the final room she had checked and placed her bags down on the wooden flooring in the common area, anxious to leave herself a choice of roommates. Unwilling- unable- to force herself to go near the books on the shelves, Dido instead took a seat in one of the armchairs by the fire and glanced again at the girl.

“Excited?” she asked finally, desperate to start the conversation safely, keeping the girl from asking anything abou- any questions.