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Hearing the other Ravenclaw say something, Gwendolyn just gave a small nod, even though she didn’t really believe that her fellow house mate would indeed ask for help. And Presley probably knew that very well too. Mehh. It was the right thing to offer to help, so her job there was done. It was all up to Presley next.
‘Alright’, the fifth year mused just before the other Ravenclaw started walking away. Truth be told, she felt a bit bad for not being able to do something to at least cheer Presley up.
That was one thing Gwen couldn’t understand. Why didn’t she like being a Slytherin? That was the house for which the fifth year had wished for at first. Well, she soon learned to like Ravenclaw more than the other houses but still… she couldn’t figure out why Serenity wasn’t pleased with being one of the Snakes. ‘What?’, she just raised an eyebrow at the younger girl. Would she have preferred being a Hufflepuff instead?!?! ‘I don’t understand how you can dislike your house’ Slytherins were amazing. Some of Gwen’s best friends were in that house! ‘Then, what house have you hoped to get sorted into?’. She asked, thinking that she may be getting somewhere by proving to the girl that Slytherin was better. Well, unless the other house was Ravenclaw… she couldn’t find convincing reasons that the Eagles weren’t great.
After waiting for the first year to answer her question, Gwendolyn heard Serenity say something about already knowing her name. Mhm. Well, since Presley was there and just had mentioned the Ravenclaw’s name, there was no need for Gwen to ask from where the Slytherin knew about it. Mehh. Moving on. ‘Fifth’, she answered rather curtly. And now she was the one who knew something about Serenity, who was clearly a firstie.
Apparently her answer had completely confused the Ravenclaw. She, personally, couldn't understand how anyone WOULD deliberately want to be a Slytherin. Well obviously she could see how someone would before they had been sorted, and before they knew what kind of a house it was. They common room was creepy and underwater, and most of the Slytherins
she'd met didn't seem too nice. Except Kennedy, Mr. Headboy was a nice one. PLUS he didn't like Rora or West or Theo either.
She was fifth? Hmm? She guessed she looked about that old, but she couldn't know. Being a fifth year made her what? Fifteen, sixteen? Something like that. It sounded old when she was only eleven.
"So you get to do tour OWLs this year, right?" Seri asked. The idea of tests and exams terrified her, though she also knew they had one every year at the end, and she looked forward to that no more than she looked forward to Herbology.