Alea walked into Hannah's office and looked around the room. It was large, and according to Hannah, it looked like it did back when Dumbledore was still alive. Hermione couldn't make herself change it, nor could Hannah. Alea would always come in and talk to the portrait of Dumbledore and talk about her father. She couldn't remember him much, and she never got to meet her mother, so her parents were the usual topic. How they acted in school, if she was living up to their standards, if they would be proud, and a list of other things.
Alea sat in Hannah's chair and took a bite of Hannah's favorite candy, ice mice, which was sitting on the desk. Alea knew Hannah was making rounds of the hallways to check on the students who decided to come early and get all settled before the rush of September the first came. Alea had only ridden the Hogwarts express a few times. She usually just came with Alea, Hermione, or one of the other teachers.
Having nothing better to do, Alea wrote her name in pretty scripture with Hannah's rainbow ink. Hannah wasn't the type of girl who was all rainbows and smiles, but she knew Alea pretty well and it kept her entertained. The words changed colors and sparkled, dancing across the page. Alea tapped the paper and watched as the words danced across the page, jumbling up, then going back to their places.
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Sun Oct 31, 2010 11:47 am by 
Subject: This Alea is bored 
