Mason gave a dramatic sigh and smiled at the Gryffindor, "If you say so. . ." she didn't understand why her mother had to give her name, though. Sure, she was Russian and she was pretty angelic awesome, but still. . .

"We've only had our first meeting, but it was kinda cool," she told the girl, "We had to divide into four groups and then we had an all out magical duel." The duel had been awesome, even if her group hadn't won.

There Jess went with the touching again. . . gawww, she hated it.

"I don't have any siblings either. . . thank Merlin for that, or else my parents-" Mason wasn't sure how much she could tell this girl, her family drama was pretty private after all. "Nevermind, sooo what did you guys argue about?" Changing the subject. . .

Name it? She wasn't very creative when it came to names, since her own pebble was named Steve. . . Mason thought for a moment before the perfect name popped into her head, "Zima," she told the girl with a smile, "It means Winter in Russian."