( cis woman | she / they | kiana madeira ) —— isn’t that WINIFRED “FRED” GODFREY MALVA DO VALE ? yeah that is them , sitting there at the RAVENCLAW table with those other SEVENTH years . when sybill looks into that crystal ball of hers , she sees an easel left abandoned on the beach while the painter laughs with the waves , dark eyes longing to know every secret the world can offer , the scent of a gentle sea breeze mingling with fresh strawberries , late nights filled with hushed words , and torn tights with velvet skirts , which seems about right for that NINETEEN year old . anyway i’ve heard they’re pretty CURIOUS , ADAPTABLE , and STUBBORN . apparently they’re in VENIT TEMPESTAS and a PUREBLOOD but i’m sure that’s not related …
“buying new things for the year isn’t wasteful if i pass on my old stuff, yeah? nothing’s in bad shape, but this cloak is at least ten times softer than the one i picked up two summers ago.”
“you’re not going to use the whole ‘head-boy, up watching the halls for anyone sneaking about’ thing as an excuse to be messy on the pitch this year, are you?”
“maman, where are celestine and elodie? i’m here to see my favorite girls. pai and i fought about where i should spend my winter holidays again, and i could use a bit of sunshine to melt away the clouds.”
