Well… it was true. A lot of things had happened at Hogwarts in the past years. But that didn’t mean Beauxbatons was a better choice. From what her best friend had told her, the other school seemed rather pompous and boring. Since Presley didn’t take the time to talk about it anymore, Gwendolyn didn’t say anything. She had expected the other Ravenclaw to tell her what happened with Elliot… but nothing like that happened. No. Presley was very quiet now.
This was one thing Gwen couldn’t understand. Presley came here because she wanted someone to be sympathetic. How could Gwen be sympathetic if she didn’t even know the problem, nor did Presley tell her the whole story. Well… it was true, the fifth year didn’t care much for long stories, not even short conversations if she disliked the person… but now… Gwendolyn couldn’t help but feel a bit useless for not doing anything to cheer Presley up.
Oh well.
’If you need any help with the spells…’, the fifth year heard herself saying. She herself still needed to practice, because she managed to cast only a few non-verbal spells so far, but mehh. This was probably the right thing to do. So she offered to help.
When she heard Presley thank her, the fifth year just raised an eyebrow at her fellow housemate.
What for? She hadn’t done anything.
‘Alright’, she mumbled, glimpsing back at her potions book.