Coming from the musical room where she met Ewan again, she almost forgot she still had to meet Vivian.

Scared, frightened, nervous. Olivia was all panicky with the talking paintings around the sixth floor corridor. One weird witch was getting burned at stake still managed to laugh like a mental. Below the portrait was written, Wendelin the Weird. The 'Weird' suited her. She was already briefed by her mother about the talking portraits but she was more frightened by the moving staircases which Vivian notified her about. That's also the reason why she convinced the Head Girl to meet her at a floor closest to her own common room.

Making her way at the right spot she's going to meet Vivian, another painting called her by her house. "Hi." Olivia managed to respond avoiding his eyes. Oli's face was turning all white. Nobody's around. She was only twelve years old. She wanted to live longer than twelve. But when the man started talking enemies and potions into one sentence, something glowed in Oli's eyes. Though she was still scared. "I'll take note of that, Sir." Before sprinting away.

FINALLY, she saw Vivian. Oli was a wee bit sheepish about being late but she was relieved, Vivian found her. Or she found Vivian.

Vivian absolutely had no idea why she had given in to Oli's request to meet up at the sixth floor corridor, which was flights of stairs away from her own common room down the dungeons. However, her nagging feeling of not wanting to leave someone hanging had gotten the best of her, so the blond forced her lazy bum out of her usual couch in the Slytherin common room to meet up with the first year.

It didn't take her long. As a first year, Vivian was the adventurous type and occasionally got lost in random corridors. She did create her own staircase guide back in her second year too, but the Head Girl could only assume that it was tucked away somewhere in her trunk... or possibly left at home. Who knows? It had been years, but she had already remembered the moving staircase routes by heart.

Nodding in greeting at some of the portraits, Vivian went towards the younger girl and smiled a bit. "Hi," she said. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting. It was a long way from the dungeons." Sort of, but it was all fine.

Ever since Olivia knew that Vivian was Head Girl, she started to admire her a little more. She was the authority and she enforces the rules. Olivia hoped that one day, the shiny badge would land on her robes too. "Hi! Thank you for coming up here." With this opportunity with the Head Girl, Olivia refused to make a fool of herself. She composed herself and made a mental note to follow each of Vivian's instructions. She knew they were usually patrolling the corridors for rule-breakers, so this small castle tour would probably take up a good chunk of her time.

Curious as to how she became the Head Girl, Olivia asked the older blonde. "Vivian, how was your first year like?" It usually starts from there, yeah?

It was still overwhelming. She had had this badge for quite a couple of weeks before the term started but... yeah, it was still weird when people actually called her as such. It might have to take longer than expected for it to finally sink in. Badges came during the most unexpected times, anyway. "No worries," Vivian waved it off, but smiled anyway. "Are there places in particular that you wanna visit first?" The Head Girl figured that maybe she'd have heard stories from other students and perhaps her parents too, if they did come here. But if not, there were nice interesting spots anyway, especially outside.

And maybe being curious must have been a Ravenclaw thing. Vivian was the curious kind too, but she didn't exactly ask all the questions. Maybe that's what sets them apart. The blond was more of the 'I'll find the answers myself' type. Nevertheless, she didn't mind answering any from other people as long as it made sense. "My... first year?" She couldn't help but let out a tiny laugh. That was six years ago. Merlin, was she that old now? "It was okay. Typical Hogwarts drama. There was a crazy hag on the loose, but she's gone now. Don't worry." Pause. Perhaps traumatising ickles wasn't the best approach. "But I was the adventurous type. I did get lost in these corridors, once upon a time." Legit.

But enough about her. She was here to help Oli out. "What are you looking forward to the most?" Vivian asked.

"You looked beautiful." Olivia said in a hushed voice. She knew that comment was out of the blue but she wanted to let her know. Olivia didn't have many friends yet and she appreciated the fact that Vivian was giving her the helping hand during her first days at Hogwarts. Everyone in her year was probably down by the lake making as many friends as they could get or castle wandering with their friends even before Hogwarts.

"I'd really love it if you could show me how to get to my classrooms." FIRST. That would be CHECKLIST #1. But it really all depends on Vivian. Whatever's here at the 6th floor up could be the start of their journey.

Typical Hogwarts drama? "I hope that hag won't come back anytime soon." Not until Olivia learn loads of spell and could completely defend herself. "You told me you'd give me tips on how to navigate the moving staircases!" Certainly the exciting-est part of it all.

Olivia threw a yellow-colored M&Ms down her mouth and gestured one bag to Vivian, "I brought some for you too." Her Aunt Jasmine stocked up loads in her trunk, bless her. Her gaze caught Vivian's badge again then back to Vivian, and then back to the badge. "Can I touch your....it?" Olivia couldn't lift her eyes from the shiny tag, not until she could officially feel the power it possessed.

Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise that Vivian didn't hear what the young Ravenclaw said, given how easily distracted the blond could be at times. Compliments like such would have made her ego grow thrice its size already. However, seventh year was pretty much not her year thus far. And if Oli thought seventh year was chill because they were the eldest and all, the Ravenclaw would be very disappointed when she comes of age. There was absolutely nothing synonymous to relaxation for NEWT-level classes, and there were other responsibilities on her list to top that off as Head Girl.

Classrooms? Alright, Vivian made a mental note to introduce those important places. "I'll point them out as we pass by them," the seventh year replied with a small smile. "Come along." It wouldn't have been considered a tour if they didn't actually going around, right? She started walking and first pointed out her favourite room of all. "This one's the music room. I like coming here during my spare time, which isn't much nowadays." Something about just playing piano was soothing. Definitely a place to visit for music lovers and enthusiasts. "And over there... here... is the Transfiguration classroom, and it's only a floor below your common room. How lucky." Being a resident of the dungeons was mostly a sad thing for those who enjoyed the comforts of their beds, especially in the last minutes before classes.

Oh, and about the hag. "Yeah, you can forget about her. She's old news." Like, literally old news. If Oli was a reader of the Daily Prophet, she'd probably know more about the recent disastrous happenings at Hogwarts too. Especially with that field trip to Dufftown last term, Mummy and Daddy Fairfield weren't at all pleased. "I didn't forget about that, of course," Vivian said with a wink. "It's gonna take some time to get used to. It took me almost a year to figure things out." Of course, that was back when she was a first year... with sooo much free time. How could she have taken those for granted?

And, awww, wasn't she the sweetest? Bringing candy and all, which was something Vivian would have done as well. She did have her own stash of marshmallows in her dormitory, but she'd forgotten it and that was probably the most un-Vivian thing to ever happen in this known world. "Why, thank you," the Head Girl accepted. Those were M&Ms. Of course, she'd accept them. Popping a blue-coloured candy into her mouth, Vivian had almost forgotten how to swallow with Oli's question.

Uh. "My what?" Her 'it'? Vivian followed the Ravenclaw's gaze towards her chest...

Wait....

.........

... Well, this was awkward. "Oh, uhm...." Vivian pretended like the entire situation was casual as she unpinned her badge for a moment to let the firstie have a look at it. "Here you go. Don't run away with it." She'd grown very proficient with offensive charms lately. But it reminded her of when she was a firstie. She had asked the former prefect, Miss Pretty Prefect Dot, if she could touch her badge.

Merlin, Vivian was old.

Olivia bounced up. A glint of excitement was drawn all over her face when Vivian started on the touring part. She was up for wherever Vivian brings her. “Here’s the list of my classes and the schedules.” The older girl might know it already but a checklist would be helpful, yeah?

And then Vivian pointed out the music room. This one she knew. This was where she was a while ago. A little chit chat with Ewan Jones. A bit awkward and all emotions. Too embarrassing. "Do you play music too?" Not that Olivia was doing music too, but she was just thinking about Ewan, who does music and plays a lot of musical instruments. But yeah. Okay.

The Transfiguration classroom. She was very much interested. She would definitely be acing this class. She was already excited.

The little Ravenclaw half-listened when Vivian started the stories about the hag but she was more absorbed with the possible fun with her upcoming Transfiguration class.

Olivia watched Vivian accept the bag of M&Ms the Head Girl had given her. Was that a thank you she heard? From the Head Girl? Full of pride, she beamed widely and said, “I got tons in my room. You can go check our dorm.” She could right? She’s THE Head Girl! Whatever the policy could be, Vivian would know better. She could show her, her bed and Chloe’s plushies.

Olivia watched Vivian unclasp the pin and hold it out to her. “Oh no. Don’t remove it. I like to see it on you,” said Olivia pushing it back to the older girl’s fingers. Closing her palm with Vivian’s palm, the shiny tag was cold. "I just wanted to touch it," she said almost inaudibly. “You know, I could be your assistant during your patrol duties,” she blurted out. What she really meant was I could work for you Vivian.

Vivian didn't mind it one bit, how Oli was so excited and enthusiastic with just about anything. She had been a first year herself, six terms ago, and she could still remember how absolutely thrilled she was to get to Hogwarts. Without knowing how the staircases worked, of course. She did get her fair share of tardiness during her first term. Taking Oli's schedule, she felt a small surge of nostalgia. "You have a flying class with my sister, by the way." Eloise was a Slytherin from Oli's year too. But Merlin, she missed having so much free time. Now, she only got to actually rest until after her last class, unless she was in charge of curfew patrol. "What do you plan on doing during your free time?" Because this sleep-deprived seventh year was partly jealous.

"I play music, yeah," Vivian shared, passing by the music room and Transfiguration classroom. She had written a few songs too, but those were mostly for her own private feels. The only time she had ever shared a song she made was when she recorded it for Chase for Valentines. "It's kind of like my first love, behind marshmallows, of course. I can play the guitar and piano. How about you?" She did say 'too', so the blond had assumed she was a musician herself.

But phew! She was also quite glad the hag stuff had dissolved. Vivian didn't want to discuss it more and scare the kid.

And, gosh, were first years this adorable? Vivian had noticed that prideful grin, and then the thought of her being able to get into the dormitories in other common rooms. "Oh..." She laughed a tiny bit. "Students aren't allowed inside common rooms other than their own." But if she were to be honest, she had been inside the Ravenclaw common room when she was going through emotional stuff to visit her big 'bro' Ethan. Now that he had graduated last term, Vivian didn't really have a reason to get in there. But she wasn't going to endorse sneaking inside other common rooms to first years. Not yet, at least.

Oh uhm, okay. Vivian sheepishly pinned her badge back on her shirt. "What did you say?" She asked when she didn't really catch what the younger Ravenclaw said. She knew she had said something though, but didn't hear anything. And then... what?

Vivian gave it a bit of thought. It would be nice to have a younger student follow her around, like a tiny apprentice (because calling her a minion felt a bit rude). "You wanna patrol with me?" A faint half-smile, half-smirk creeped on the Head Girl's face.

The Head Girl took the parchment from Olivia. Vivian's eyes scanned Olivia's list when the Slytherin mentioned something about her sister. Vivian had a first year sister??! Olivia recalled if she ever heard someone get sorted with Vivian's last name. She pondered on the thought really hard...but what was Vivian's last name again? "What's her name? And where was she sorted into?" Flying class was not something Olivia's been looking forward into, now it could be really exciting especially meeting Vivian's sister. "I'd love to meet her!"Her eyes a glint of excitement once again. "I'm not exactly the creative type but I like going to the art classroom. That's where I usually spend my free time."

So, Vivian was a musician too. Just like Ewan and her parents. "My Mum plays the violin and my Dad plays the pian, but I'm not really into music." For quite a while growing up, her mother went into hibernation and came back only when she was already 10 years old. Tragic but they're a work-in-progress. They have all the time in the world to mend open wounds.

Back into reality and Vivian. Marshmallows! Olivia loved marshmallows too. Hearing about marshmallows and first love, "You were always with someone, was that your boyfriend?" she beamed quite blushing by her question.

Vivian: Students aren't allowed inside common rooms other than their own. Well, that was a bummer. "I can just give it to you then." Or she could give it to her sister during her Flying Class and she could give it to Vivian.

If Vivian accepts the offer to do patrol duties with Olivia, she would be an inside person. She would be the first to know everything. She would be powerful. "Yes. If you'll let me," she said careful not to let Vivian read what's on her mind. Olivia anticipated the Head Girl's answer.

Once she was finished checking the Ravenclaw's class schedule, Vivian had folded it back to its original form and offered it back to her. "Her name is Eloise," she replied. Some people were also rather shocked to find out that there was another Fairfield at Hogwarts, and one who wasn't blonde. Eloise mostly took from their mum, who had naturally ginger hair. "She's a Slytherin like me." And she had honestly thought Eloise would get sorted into Gryffindor, given how crazy the younger Fairfield could be. However, Vivian wasn't complaining. It was better to monitor Eloise's shenanigans, being in the same house. "I can let her know you want to meet her?" It amused Vivian, though. Eloise didn't seem like the type to make fast friendships, but considering how Vivian hadn't heard complaints yet. It must mean something?

Oh, the art classroom! Vivian made a double take for a moment. That was in the first floor, she recalled, staircases away. "I've never really been there," the blond shared. Arts wasn't her thing, and Vivian couldn't even draw a proper crup without making it look deformed. "The violin's pretty interesting." Would be nice to learn it, she thought, but she didn't really have the time these days.

But the question that followed took Vivian by surprise. It was adorable and scary, how blunt these first years were. It made her wonder if she was just as straight-forward when she was eleven. She most probably was. "Well, I'm usually with Skylar, the Slytherin captain, or any of my dorm mates, or my sister." Who were all girls, by the way. Ahem. "Or if you meant my fellow Slytherin prefect, Coleslaw? I have patrol duties with him." The story behind how that happened, she will leave out. "Unless you mean the tall attractive seventh year boy who walks me to class? Yeah, that's my boyfriend." She couldn't help but grin. And oh no, it definitely wasn't a biased way of describing Chase Keighley. Not at all.

A bummer, indeed. Vivian didn't really see the point of having private common rooms as a kid. But now that she was older and a student leader at that, she realised it was usually for strategic planning on how to win the House Cup and all. But still, she would have loved to drop by other common rooms when she got bored. "It's fine. I'm sure you'll bump into me some other time." When she was patrolling, that is.

As for the younger Ravenclaw's offer, Vivian pondered again. It was funny, she thought. Why would a first year want to patrol with her in the first place? First year Vivian wouldn't have wanted to do that. It was legit tiring stuff. "I woooould but what exactly do you expect from tagging along with me?" Vivian didn't mind the company at all. But maybe not when she patrolled with Flynn. She knew her friend hated first years and Ravenclaws, and Oli was an unfortunate combination of both dislikes.

Olivia took a mental note of Vivian's sister's name. Eloise Fairfield. Slytherin. How exciting could that be, having a sister and having your sister share dorms with you. Eloise could just knock on her sister's room and ask her to do all of her homework. "Yes! You can tell her that." Olivia said excitedly. "I don't have much friends yet, so I'd love to." If only she could bring Ely at Hogwarts but he was already too old for these kinds of stuffs. He's actually engaged to marry his long time girlfriend Jean Summers next year.

Then the art classroom. "I like coloring books and doing some marks on my arm." And face painting, which she enjoys the most. She admired her mother's tattoos so much that she wanted one right when she comes of age. Her mother had one mark circled on her arm. Just like Pocahontas. She never really had any chance to ask her about it but her Aunt Jasmine once mentioned that she had it back when was still studying at Hogwarts. Some of her friends got a tattoo like her. "My Mum was a Youtube personality back when she was a tiny lil' girl playing violin!" That was a slip! Definitely a slip. She remembered telling Ewan that she never got her Mum's genes. But here she was realizing that Olivia Hurst was JUST LIKE HER MOTHER.

Olivia could tell that the Head Girl was quite startled by her boyfriend question. The little Ravenclaw was used to people dating (but not people snogging, mind you! EEEEWWW!) because she almost always tags along with Ely and Jean's dates. "You look like you suit each other." Yes, she knew Skylar Diggory too. She'd seen her play during Quidditch matches.

Olivia just nodded with Vivian as she reassured that there would be loads of time that they would be bumping into each other.

"I like exploring. And with you I think I'd be in good hands. You can bring Eloise too, if she'd like to join?" Vivian also mentioned something about 'Coleslaw The Prefect' patrolling with her. "By Coleslaw, do you mean Prefect Kowalski?" Olivia asked trying to contain a giggle. How on Earth did he became a Coleslaw from a Kowalski?

It did have its perks, being in the same house as her sister. But perhaps Vivian wasn't the type to do homework for Eloise. She already had trouble figuring out how to finish her own in such a cramped up schedule. How much more finding the time to do Eloise's? Asking help was okay, though, she figured. "I'll pass the message on to her later when I find her." Or the other way around. The Head Girl had unusual sleeping places when she was on the brink of passing out. "There are loads of first years you can befriend, and even people from your house. You also have a lot of time, so don't rush." She still had about seven-ish years left.

Vivian wasn't against face painting. In fact, she found that to be really amazing as a child. Not much now, since she no longer had the time... and zits on the face were a thing. Sometimes, being a teenager sucked. But then her face distorted a tiny bit at the mention of... a what tube? "Pardon my ignorance, but what's YouTube?" Was that a legit thing? She'd never really heard of it, and it seemed like a weird name to name... well, whatever it was.

And the Head Girl definitely wasn't advocating snog sessions to younger students, especially first years. No way. She would choke on her own food if she found out someone as young as her little sister actually snogged. That... never really crossed her mind as an eleven year old. "That's very sweet of you," Vivian smiled a tiny bit. They'd been dating a year now, and she was still overwhelmed by how lucky she was. Then she sort of wondered if Oli had an adorable school girl crush on someone. Hmm.

"I'm sure Eloise would rather do something else than to stick around with her Head Girl sister during patrol," Vivian couldn't help but wink. She loved that kid, though, no doubt. Patrolling didn't seem like something for the younger Fairfield, who seemed to be easily bored. "But if that's alright with you, I see no problem with you tagging along." Pause. "Unless it's curfew patrol, that is. And if I'm scheduled to patrol with Flynn, that's a no too." Just in case. It would save her from getting headaches with just having to deal with those two scenarios.

... Err. "Yeah, I call him Coleslaw. But please, don't call him that too." And while calling him a salad started off as a joke, it had stuck in the long run. Vivian didn't like the thought of random people calling her co-prefect such a nickname because 1) it was hers to call him Coleslaw, sort of, and 2) Flynn would probably hunt her down if someone, besides her, did.

From the Hogwarts Express, she had made some friends, or so she thought. There was Ewan Jones, for one. Beth and Quinn, Reese and Rylee. Those were her mates from the compartment but she was sort of out of palce with their discussions. Beth and Quinn were mostly talking to each other since they were neighbors back at home, bestfriends even. Rylee and Reese were siblings. She was left with Ewan who she was too embarrassed to approach due to the embarrassing incident at Diagon Alley. She couldn't really tell if she had made friends. She had Quinn and Chloe as room mates. Chloe was almost always with her brother too. And there was Nettie! And Leecey too. Just to name a few. But none she could really call a friend yet. Vivian would be first, definitely. "I'll take a note of that. " She smiled at Vivian. She'd be adding Eloise's name later once she meets her.

Youtube. "It's sort of like a recording of a reality, moving images." Olivia thought of a better explanation, "Like a moving photograph. Similar to how Wendelin The Weird was presented on her portrait down here." She pointed to the painting. "It's moving, see? My Mum... while playing the violin was being recorded----painted by someone." Sort of like that. Did she spelled it out right? Did the Head Girl understood what a Youtube was? Olivia was a Pureblood but having lived around Muggles for more than a decade, she almost adapted to their ways of living.

Olivia watched Vivian, as a tiny smile crept from her lips. She wouldn't go beyond asking her how did they met. That sounded too personal and too mature for little Oli. She wasn't thinking of getting a boyfriend yet. Not until she passes her OWLs and her NEWTs.

Eloise would be a no show according to Vivian. But she did accepted Olivia's offer to help her out. OhYeah!

With all her strength, Olivia stood in tiptoe, trying to catch Vivian's neck pulling her into a tight hug. SHE WAS SO HAPPY, she couldn't contain it.

"I promise you. I would almost be invisible to Flynn." she raised her right palm in promise. "...AND I won't call him Coleslaw." She tried not to ask but she still did. "Why Coleslaw?"

It might have felt slow for the tiny Ravenclaw, but Vivian believed that it still meant progress no matter how quick or slow the pace went. Besides, the Head Girl didn't mind being Oli's first friend. In fact, she found that to be really cute. Being friends with the Head Girl was something she liked as a younger student, like it gave her extra authority for knowing someone of authority. The older she was, the more she would laugh at how ridiculous her younger self was. "But if you find yourself getting into a fight with another student, you'll know where to find me. Or send a flying note." Or to Jessa or Erik. The baby claws were under their care. It didn't matter to Vivian. Oli could go to whoever she wanted to.

.... Huh? Vivian was confused, and that was evident when her brows furrowed a little. She couldn't picture out what exactly YouTube was. A moving photograph, the younger girl said. "So like... a talking portrait?" The Head Girl wasn't sure she understood the gist of this YouTube thing based on Oli's description. Being halfblood, Vivian would have known what it was but why use the internet when you can do magic... right?

"It makes me curious. Are you crushing on someone?" Vivian asked, which was a bit funny considering how her eleven-year-old self had no concept of having a crush by then. Yet. Usually, those were just platonic, and the "feelings" came along by their teenage years. None of which she was going to discuss to Oli, who was a child. An ickle. No corrupting ickles today, thanks.

But the younger claw's tiptoeing amused Vivian. It wasn't like the Head Girl was that tall, only standing at 5'4" and that was very much tiny in terms of average heights. However, she would cherish this moment when the first years were shorter than her. It wouldn't last forever, and they eventually outgrow her and that would be annoying. So instead, she bent a little bit for the hug to properly happen and pat Oli's head. How precious.

Would you look at that? Making promises and all. First years weren't as annoying as Flynn would describe them, you know. "Oh," Vivian lightly chuckled at the question. How it all started? "Long story made short, I overheard younger students call Flynn 'Coleslaw' when we were in fifth year. I found it funny and the nickname's stuck ever since. He calls me Mayfield in return." Which was a brand of ice cream, apparently. Calling each other food names was a thing. Vivian also silently hoped Oli wouldn't ask more about why the students were gossiping about Coleslaw back then. That was history, buried feets below the ground now.

When you're a first year, or the newest person in class, the newest person in a friendship, or the newest person anywhere else where there were already established relationships or friendships, it's kinda really hard to fit in. All these reassurances coming from the Head Girl meant so much for Olivia. "Thank you. You'll always be the first to know." Because definitely, she would be looking for Vivian in times of TROUBLE. They're friends, right?

After all those explanations of what a Youtube was, it seemed like Vivian was still a WHOLE lot confused about the matter. "Yes. Sort of like that. You have this box..." A computer. "and there was a collection random things in there ...of people talking, singing, dancing or eating. Whatever we do in reality was mirrored in there." She turned to look at Vivian trying to fathom if those were enough. "If you know anything about a video...or a television or a computer perhaps" she decided to let it go instead..."I think, I'll just bring you down at the Entertainment Room, . I'm pretty sure we'll find some videos up there." That would be if Vivian wasn't familiar of videos too or televisions or computers. "Basically, a Youtube is a collection of videos from different people which they shared over the Internet." Then again, Internet. Phew! All these explanations were draining Olivia's energy but somehow she was taking pride of her knowledge of these stuffs.

Why was Vivian talking about crushes now?

"NO!" OMG!

Now, Olivia was blushing and trying to suppress her giggle. She hadn't thought about that yet. There were a lot of boys running around their common room. Some prefers studying alone, some would just play with their pets, most only talk about Quidditch. "Eeeeew! No way!" She turned to look at Vivian and ask her, "How about you? Have you had crushes back when you're a first year? Is your boyfriend now, already your boyfriend at first year?" Because WOAH!

After the overwhelming hug, Vivian revealed how she ended up calling Flynn Kowalski as Coleslaw. Olivia smiled because who would have thought that seventh years would be calling each other weird nicknames. It sounded too first year-ish.

With a *POP* Nimma found herself in the corridor, eyes darting around. She took in her surroundings, not noticing anything TOO messy. She eyed the floor where any dirty footprints would surely be and began to clean. She hummed to herself with a little head tilt to the unheard melody.