Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2018 13:14:57 GMT -7
It had been quite a long day, and frankly Ophelia wasn't looking to talk to anyone after what she'd been through today. To the outside eye, it might have just appeared like a normal, stressful day of classes, but today her senses felt overwhelmed and overloaded. There were so. many. people. Like, holy shit. And she thought there were enough when it was just Hogwarts students alone.
The Ilvermorny Americans might've already been here a couple weeks, but Ophelia still refused to see them as her peers and so she often avoided talking to them, and God forbid that they ask her for help. You should've taken the time to look around when you first arrived, she wanted to tell them, snootily, as if she was the master of the castle. Maybe she was the only person who'd taken the time to do so-- she doubted that all the Hogwarts students knew their places well.
She threw down her bag by the fire and plopped into one of the plush royal-blue armchairs in the common room, sinking into it as if trying to meld herself with the furniture. Closing her eyes, she could, for a minute, pretend that everything was back to normal and that her home wasn't being invaded by strangers. Her headache, which had started to come on during her last class, was starting to fade just a tad as she was heading back to the Ravenclaw room. No one stopped to chat with her on the way, and although she had waved to a couple friends from other houses her face, on which she had not bothered to try and hide her exhaustion, was probably off-putting enough to convey the message that Ophelia wanted to be left alone.
She hoped no one would be dumb enough to approach her. Most people in her house knew by now not to bother her, not when she looked so brooding and moody by the fireplace.
Date: 1 week after classes have started
Notes: Poor Fi's just tired. :c