Olivia had somehow gotten seperated from the Ravenclaws when she'd left the hall and had almost gotten in trouble for following the Gryffindors. Once she'd explained she was sorry and that she was a first year and hadn't even noticed, the Gryffindor prefect had given her a much softer expression, smiled, and helped her find an older Ravenclaw to follow.
Much relieved, Olivia finally entered her common room and her breath was taken away. Stars and blue and beauty were everywhere. She loved it already and she was beginning to be more than grateful that she'd been sorted into Ravenclaw. "It's absolutely gorgeous in here," she whispered to no one in particular.
After her moment of shock passed, Olivia's head turned here and there as she looked for Emmy, Luna, or even just someone new to talk to. She was suddenly more excited than shy, especially when she noticed the bookshelf by the fireplace. It completed the room perfectly. She would definitely have no problem with this being home for seven more years.
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Ember sat down and grabbed a book. She was finding it rather hard to make friends in her house, as far as she was aware she had not made any. All of her friends were in Gryffindor. It may have something to do with being brought up by a load of Gryffindors that had made it easy for her to interact with them. She loved Hogwarts all she needed now was somebody in her own house to talk to.
Ember dropped the book to the floor, she could not be bothered to read right now. Instead she got out her chocolate frog cards and flicked through them. Being a Weasley she loved finding her relatives on the cards. She had collected her uncle Ron, Her Grandfather Harry, And her Grandmother Ginny. She put them back into her pocket and decided to watch the other Ravenclaws in the common room get on with what they were doing.
Eventually, Olivia noticed a lonely girl sitting in one of the chairs, dropping down a book and looking slightly upset before shuffling through some chocolate frog cards. Olivia, through that strange instinct all children have to find children their own age, thought the other girl might be a first year herself. She put on a smile and approached the girl just as the girl put her cards away. Holding out a hand, Olivia introduced herself brightly. "Hi. I'm Olivia Hughes. What's your name?"
She had to admit it was lame and probably overly-eager but what the heck? She was a first year, she'd never have another excuse again to be this overly eager in meeting people. She might as well take advantage of it now and meet everyone she could before people started to clique up without her.