 Mod Babysitter | be curious, not judgmental
Upon casting her vote for one of the professors, Sophie made a beeline for the place in the dungeons that she figured would be the least likely to smell like vomit. Or have vomit near it. Or have that gross food near it - people knew better than to bring any of that moldy stuff over to a craft area, right? Sophie wanted to try the broom game thing and thought she'd be pretty good at it, but... she didn't trust the others nor their stomachs. Vomit was just GROSS. WHY WERE THE PROFESSORS ENCOURAGING IT.
Anyway, when Sophie heard someone talk about this part of the dungeons, she HAD to come running. She had more school spirit than anyone she knew. And more Ravenclaw pride. So... she was gonna come make something FIERCE. Or try to anyway and put forth a lot of effort and pretend it looked really nice.
When she got there, she was alarmed at the present company: the Grey Lady, who hated her, chatting with the other second year Sophie; the Headmistress, who she had just voted for to get a pie in the face; and Professor Romanos, who Sophie adored.
She knew if she tried to address the Grey Lady, the ghost would probably tell her she did it wrong or correct her grammar or something. So. She thought it would be best to not make eye contact with the house ghost and pretend she didn't see her for the time being. Good on the Newell girl for distracting her.
Meandering over to the main craft table, she took a long moment to survey them with interest before glancing over at the two professors, instinctively crossing her arms to give warmth to her frozen hands - she was suddenly aware of how chilly the dungeons were upon catching sight of Truebridge. Oh, they were looking for school spiriters? "You've got one right here. The most spirited of them all." She gave a mock pose of triumph. HEH. "Hi Professor Romanos," she greeted cheerfully and casually before forcing herself to offer the Headmistress an equally charming smile. "Headmistress." She bowed her head at the seated woman over yonder and continued, "I'm Sophie Brown, a second year. It's a pleasure to finally meet you properly. I've heard loads of good things about you - Professor Culloden and I were just talking about you the other day. And m'aunt is Erin James." So they were practically BFFs by association, right? "They both love you." Truth.
Well, she wasn't sure that Culloden LOVED Truebridge, but he HAD spoken very highly of her. It was at least the highest of admiration.
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