Ethereal Catastrophe | Tom Riddle

chapter two

TW: mentions eating disorders.

"I forgot you were smart!" Walburga shouted as she walked around the large office, "It makes so much sense!"

Asteria just smiled back at her friend. When she initially found out that she was going to be in Ravenclaw she was a little frustrated. She thought she would be a Slytherin just like her friends and her father. She thought that he would be overjoyed with the news that she will follow in his footsteps in the green house to only find out that she would be an eagle. 

But, what's done is done and Asteria can't change fate. 

'Everything happens for a reason.' she heard her aunts velvety whisper in the back of her mind.

"We need to get you dressed-" Walburga muttered as she transfigured the plain uniforms that Asteria should have been wearing into a rich, Ravenclaw blue.

Asteria had to admit, it was such a gorgeous radiant blue that complimented the lustrous gold shimmer within her locks.

"Girls, you're going to be late for the ceremony in fact I'm going to be late to the ceremony-" Headmaster Dippet sighed as he ushered the witches to the door of his office. "Miss Aurum, Miss Black will show you to the girl's lavatory, get dressed and get to the great hall as quick as you can please." He said as he eyed Walburga in particular.

"Yes, yes we'll be at that tedious ceremony." Walburga spat rolling her chocolatey eyes and pulled Asteria down the staircase and stumbled down a large corridor towards, from what Asteria presumed were, the girl's toilets.

As they walked into the bathroom, Asteria could hear faint whimpering coming from a cubical. She nudged Walburga instead of asking her directly not wanting whoever was crying to hear them come in but that plan quickly deteriorated when Walburga exclaimed loudly, "It's only Mudblood Myrtle, she's always in here crying in here. You'll get used to it. "

The disgust on Walburga's face was clearly evident. Asteria never had a problem with the thought of muggle-born witches or wizards like her best friend did, not that she had met one to correctly to form an opinion. However, she knew she was exceedingly more powerful than them and therefore abundantly better than them all together. 

Though, she thought of herself better than everyone.

She was Asteria Aurum after all.

With that, she pondered to one of the many empty cubicles with her new uniform.

It was significantly different from the uniforms issued at Beauxbatons. There, she wore a light blue, long-sleeved dress that flowed just below the knee, a silk cape the same colour and a matching blue bonnet that she remembered to be a pain to pin into her hair. 

Now, she would wear a much plainer uniform: a grey pleated skirt that should land just above the knee but as modelled by Walburga looks much better rolled up a few inches, a plain white blouse, a Ravenclaw blue tie and a long black cape with the Ravenclaw crest on the breast and a royal blue inner-seam. 

"I look dreadful," Asteria shouted to Walburga as she shuffled out of the cubical.

"Please, you could be wearing a bin-bag and still look like you're going to a high society gala," Walburga said in between muttering beauty spells onto her face, wholeheartedly focused on getting her eyebrows to match. She whipped her green cape around to glance at the blonde witch, "You'd look better in green though."

Asteria sighed and affirmed, "Just be lucky it's not red," and pulled Walburga away from the misty mirror to outside the lavatory to make their way to the great hall.