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“Well, of course,” Echo shrugged when Daphne admitted it was nothing fancy that she did. ”But I think we’ve long established you’re not making your clothes for haute couture.”

Echo pursed her lips in thought as Daphne explained that even after her graduation her brothers would still be at home–at least until they had graduated from their university. She vaguely remembered Daphne mentioning one of her brothers was studying…something technical. It had reminded Echo of potions and herbology for crime. Forensic…something. Whatever it was, it didn’t allow them to bully their sister. Daphne shrugged, as though her rationale was meant to make her seem like she was being independent, but Echo still thought it sounded like leaving. She was leaving more because of the stick than a carrot, as it were. Still, if she could find her own place and make enough to have it, that would probably be a nice change of pace from dorming with 3 other girls or 2 brothers.

"If that's what you think then good for you, I suppose." Echo mirrored Daphne's shrug with a slight shrug of her own.

Echo’s mind wandered until she heard another long sigh from Daphne. Yari glaring, Daphne sighing. Was it going to be like this all evening? The Sorting wasn’t even finished and between the glaring and sighing and the sounds of fawning from Annie, Echo was keenly reminded again that just because Daphne talked to her and studied with her, Daphne Greensborough wasn’t a friend. She still considered the Wellbeloves a group nuisance. Presumably she studied with Echo because Echo had been in the top few marks of every class. Daphne was also one of the few people that knew Echo studied her head off for her marks–imperfect marks, imperfect exams, imperfect assignments–

Behind her, Yari and Annie were cooing at each other about being muses and catching up. Muses were for people with imagination. Echo was just a copy. All she could do was memorize and regurgitate text like a dumb machine.

Yeah, Daphne probably thought she was just being polite by making conversation. She could hold that over them as well-- she was prefect, she was independent, she had literally saved Yari's ungrateful life, and she was polite on top of everything.

Echo flicked her nail irritably against her goblet and finally stood up. This was a waste of time. She could get chocolate another day. It wasn’t worth sitting here with her thoughts spiraling like a black hole beneath her. Speaking of black holes, no one should be on the grounds tonight. It was the perfect time to grab her telescope–ah, that was still being moved over from the train. Still, she had her study guide with her from the train ride, and studying by the peace of the starlight sounded infinitely more fun than staying here.

”Well, I’ll see you all back at the dorms later, Daphne. Yari, Annie do what you’d like with that Witch Weekly issue but bring it back to the dorm for me, would you?” Without waiting for a reply, Echo stepped away and out of the Great Hall. If anyone asked, she was just heading to the bathroom and maybe turning in early. But really, who would care?

Brianna Cathaline Quinn-Smith
Slytherin │ Fifth Year │ Fifteen Years Old │ Single │ Slytherin Prefect │ Dueling Club Captain



Brianna found a seat at the Slytherin Table where she’d have a good view of the Sorting. In years past she might have had at best only a passing interest in the event, but this year was different. After last term, where she felt very much unappreciated, and being in the shadow of her big brother and her future sister-in-law, she’d been looking forward to being free of the both of them. She’d been disappointed in being overlooked as a potential Vice-Captain of the Quidditch Team, but that was leavened with being selected to run the prestigious Dueling Club, and the Prefect’s badge that came with her supplies list.

The family was delighted, Mom was happy to see she was on a similar career trajectory as she, Ron and Aria were already offering her tips on how to handle her new responsibilities. While she already had thoughts about how she would handle things with the Dueling Club, and what not to do, she was less sure about how she’d do as a Prefect; though she knew it was a case of nerves more than anything else. Brianna had hoped she could get the chance to prove her mettle, and be more than Ron’s second shadow. ‘Well, I got my shot, now it’s time to prove I can do this.’

For her first outing as a Prefect, Brianna chose a white dress shirt and House tie, a tasteful cream-coloured vee-necked sweater with black accents, a green and silver tartan woolen short skirt with brass skirt pin, and a pair of her black Doc Martens schizz-kicking boots, while her badge was affixed to her robes. While she wanted to look nice for the occasion, she wasn’t going to go overboard like a certain silver-haired Ravenclaw she knew, who was wearing an outfit that looked to her as though she were at a fashion show, instead of school.

It was she and Ron who went to the rail terminus in London this morning, in a break with tradition, and it felt weird having him dragging along her school trunk, without him having one of his own, though it also meant they were spared the possibility of Mom getting all sentimental about her going off to school by herself. With a hug, Ron promised he’d come get her at the holidays, they could meet up at the Three Broomsticks, and he’d spring for the Butterbeers. One thing she’d miss was their post-match butterbeers, along with them always having dinner together as a family, but she knew she would be okay on her own.

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Brianna Cathaline Quinn-Smith
Slytherin │ Fifth Year │ Fifteen Years Old │ Single │ Slytherin Prefect │ Dueling Club Captain



As Brianna was watching the Sorting, and taking note of all the new incoming students, she heard a familiar voice close by. She turned and gave Csuri a genuine smile. “Hey, there, Csuri. I started getting concerned when I never saw you on the train this morning,” she said. Admittedly, she’d gotten busy doing Prefect things like patrolling the train, and making sure the ride up was as smooth as she could make it, so she really never had the chance to search the train for her friend. Nevertheless, the fact that she’d never caught sight of her had been concerning.

“Yeah, the rest of my summer went well, didn’t really do much towards the end, aside from starting to study for OWLs. Ron was nice enough to loan out his school notes to help me out. Got to see an old friend play in a cricket tourney, so that was fun, at least. What about you?”