The tower juts up into the sky, the great, glass clock face is perpetually in motion. The huge gears, turn and their constant clicking echoes through the air. You enter through the huge wooden door, and look around at the portraits that hang upon the walls. From the top of the Tower, you can see Hogsmeade Village in the distance, teeming with life.
Let's just call this... a little adventure. Freya had decided to take a long route back to Hogwarts from Hogsmeade (she went and got some butterbeer) where she ended up at the clock tower entrance. Before going through the doors and back to school, she had noticed a set of stairs and honestly couldn't help herself. Walking up to the top of the tower, her eyes firstly go to the windows. It was a nice view. She could see Hogsmeade village from it.
For the last few weeks, Aurelia's been devoting the majority of her time to training for an upcoming duelling competition in Rouen, much to the dismay of her teachers. But, honestly, who really gives a shit about potions or astronomy? Certainly not Aurelia Malfoy. She's either going to become an auror, a professional duellist or a dark witch at this rate (she's leaning towards the latter two) and honestly she couldn't be happier. The training's had a good effect on her, too: she's in a much better mood than she usually is, having expended most of her anger on practice dummies. She's even decided to come watch the sunset, which she thinks is in half an hour, from the top of the clock tower.
Only a moment of looking out the window, her head turns unexpectedly to see another student. Even more unexpected, a familiar face. A Slytherin she didn't know very well, but still made her smile nevertheless. "Hey," she greets Aurelia, still grinning some. "I haven't seen you around much lately."
Aurelia jumps at the voice - ugh, why is she still so skittish? - but when she spots its source she pastes a smile on her face. "Merlin, you scared me! And yeah, I've been doing a lot of training. Maybe skipped a few lessons," she shrugs, thinking back to their first meeting. "It's Freya, right?"
"Oh, dueling's cool." Freya quite liked the sport of dueling, but sucked herself. It isn't because she's not good at magic, but moreso, she sucks at magic under pressure. So, it's fun to watch on the sidelines... Unless it's like, you know, dueling because people are pissed off at each other and fighting. That's not as fun. "That sucks. Déonté's cool, though."
"I like professor Etta. But, I'm biased, too, so." She is quick to answer the question, saying, "No... But I like to bake." As soon as the latter sentence escapes her mouth, she immediately regrets it. Bake? Did you really need to mention that? Come on, Freya.
"Oh, yeah. Oof, that's not very good." Sometimes Freya forgets that they're are elves out of Hogwarts. Treated badly, too. Ugh. "Well, if you can't cook at home, you can always get a cookbook and try it out here in the Kitchen at Hogwarts. I do it all the time."
Stella had the same idea, wanting to look out on the grounds covered in snow. Her mother had always told her how pretty it was at Hogwarts during the winter, so she was beyond excited to finally get the chance. As she made her way up the stairs, she saw a girl that had been sorted into Gryffindor at the same time... though she couldn’t remember her name. “Looks like we had the same idea!”, she said, smiling at the girl.
She'd turn and look at the other girl then smile. "Yeah. It's a really cool view up here." She'd pause. "You're Stella right? Stella Lenton? I mean we share a dorm but I don't think we've ever talked. How silly is that?"
She nodded. Stella pictures their dorm and where they all slept to try to remember the girl’s name. “And you’re, Aria, right? I feel like I’ve been so focused on just getting all of the class work done, that I’ve not had much time to get to know many people.”
She'd nod offering her hand. "Yup." She'd pause...she vaguely knew about the girl's family but didn't think it polite to comment or ask...and she hadn't thought the school work was that hard so she didn't want to mention that either. "So...liking Hogwarts so far then?"
"I really do like it..It's nice that I have so much family around, that it doesn't feel like I've entirely left home. It was definitely helpful in transitioning here. What about you?", she asked curiously.
She'd give a half-hearted smile. "First one from my family." She'd pause. "I mean...from my generation. My Dad's here of course but sometimes that's just...awkward. Hopefully I'll be able to help the others settle in more comfortably when they get here though."
She'd consider, then blush a little. "I hate to say it but...probably the freedom to be able to go to classes on my own, do my homework when I want to...that sort of thing. At home everything was good but with so many kids it was just very scheduled."