With the castle asleep, the entirety of the names on the map were very sedentary, and it wasn't until Harry had moved his wand closer to the map, about to mutter mischief managed, that he noticed movement.
The movement was curious for a number of re...
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"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
Rory -
I think you may have been right.
"How was it?" Ernie asked, meeting Aulani outside of her History of Magic lesson. After her conversation with McGonagall, the exchange student had returned to breakfast and apologized for leaving so abruptly. Ernie easily forgave her, having done the very same thing the previous night. Megan had to run off to an Ancient Ruins study group shortly after, but Ernie, having a free period, walked her to her first class.
"Interesting," she answered as they began walking to their Potions class in the dungeons. At her response, Ernie gave her a bewildered look. "What?" she questioned defensively. "I've always liked history, and it's really interesting to see it from another culture's perspective." That was a lie, of course. She had found it interesting because it was magic.
Ernie laughed and shook his head. "Have you met Hermione Granger yet? I think the two of you would be great friends."
Aulani said nothing, knowing that even if she would potentially be great friends with Hermione, it couldn't happen - she was too vital to the story. As the Hufflepuffs continued silently to their next class, it was impossible to ignore the faces that turned their way, impossible to ignore the students who looked at her curiously, and those who looked at her cautiously.
I don't think this will blow over in a week, but not for the reasons I anticipated. I should have considered the idea that the people here might think I have something to do with You-Know-Who. I really shouldn't have come in blind.
"Ignore them, Lani," Ernie said loudly as the pair passed a group of condescending Gryffindors, who were giving Aulani some particularly nasty looks. "Some people are just too arrogant to look past their own stupid suspicions."
On the bright side, I was sorted into Hufflepuff, and befriended a girl named Megan and a boy named Ernie, both of which have taken it upon themselves to make me feel welcome. I'm so grateful for the people I've come across in my time here, yourself and Nora included.
"Thank you, Ernie," Aulani said sincerely. Ernie's blue eyes flashed to her for a moment, before he looked away, a slight blush across his cheeks.
"It's no problem."
The two walked into the bustling yet small Potions classroom. Aulani realized, almost immediately, how familiar this class was, and she had the sudden urge to find Dumbledore to ask to switch classes. The first glaring face she happened to see was, of course, Harry Potter, his Half-Blood Prince book in hand.
