It was surprising how much a single person's existence could change so much, but then again, it was not every day someone reborn with foreknowledge decides to play Seer and mess with what is to come.
[SI!-OC]
[from before philosophers stone to afte...
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( BADGERS ) ﾟ.☆*✷･.✧ﾟ･ﾟ.☆*✷･.✧ﾟ
The Great Hall was filled with lively chatter, first years getting to know each other, and the older years catching up with friends about what they did during summer.
Nymphadora had returned to her seat amongst the sixth years, saying she wanted her little cousin to socialize and make friends in her own year, but not before she had tried her best to embarrass Gardenia.
"Your cousin seems nice." Cedric, who was sitting in front of her, remarked.
"Yes, she is, but she takes her job of making sure I have enough mortifying memories down the lane way too seriously."
Cedric chuckled, and a girl with short brown-reddish hair joined the conversation. "She's a metamorphmagus, isn't she? Her hair changed colors twice!"
Nodding, Gardenia turned her attention to her fellow first year. She decided to introduce herself in a manner most people around her would hear, thus limiting the amount she would actually have to do so.
The girl with the short hair grinned and extended a and for Gardenia to shake. "Heidi Mcavoy, future Hufflepuff Quidditch team captain."
Gardenia quirked her brow at the girl's confidence but shook her hand, and Cedric looked affronted. "I'm sorry to inform you, but that is going to be me."
Heidi scoffed playfully, puffing her chest. "We'll see, first you have to make it into the team next year."
"Ditto, let's see who'll be better than," Cedric replied good-naturedly.
"What is a metamorphmagus?" The girl sitting to her left, the same one that had been sorted before her, inquired with a rather meek voice.
"Oh, you must be muggleborn, right?" Heidi said, leaning a little into Gardenia's personal space to get a better look at the girl.
She gave a small nod, shyness radiating out of her. Heidi didn't let that stop her, and started explaining to the best of her abilities what that type of wizard was, sparing no expenses when it came to enthusiasm. "What's your name, by the way?"
Looking startled as if she had forgotten that she had not introduced herself, the girl blushed. "Annabel Entwistle."
Conversation flowed, and soon people's bellies were filled, and it was time to head down to the common room. Two students got up and approached the section of the table where they were, calling for everyone's attention. They were the two fifth-year prefects, and so tasked with their first duty after being nominated for the position, taking care of a bunch of kids, or at least guiding them to the common room.
"I'm Gabriel Truman, and this is my fellow prefect Beatrice Haywood."
They both looked nice enough, Gabriel with his curly hair and kind smile, and Beatrice with a pixie cut that made her face look fairylike and bright blue eyes. Gathering the group of first years, they started to make their way out of the Great Hall and down a flight of stairs.
