Aliceandra walked slowly and steadily towards the portrait of the Fat Lady, muttered 'Bubotuber' under her breath, and clambered through the portrait hole, avoiding the thre students walking by. She closed her eyes and shook her head; she had a tremendous head-ache from the blazing sun outside. 'Blasted sun...'
She looked around the common room to see it was nearly empty. Looking around the room for a clock of any sort, she noticed the notice on the board about secret lessons with a professor. She gasped slightly. Her blood-red eyes followed the walls of the Gryffindor Common room again, and finally found a clock. Realizing it was about 4 o'clock, she turned on a heel and headed out the portrait hole; but she didn't realise what she was thinking. She stared towards the three Gryffindors that had emerged from the portrait hole not too long ago, and had the urge to ask them wether or not they were going to the private lessons, and ask to join them, but refused. She couldn't, that'd be stupid. She simply wouldn't be allowed, as for the fact she hadn't even used her wand yet, let alone attended any of her classes, for they simply hadn't yet started.
With a sigh, she headed back into the portrait hole after muttering the password again, and took a seat beside Kat in an empty armchair by the fire. She gazed into the fire for a moment, the flames reflecting from her red eyes, ten turned to Kat.
'Hello, are you a first year, too?' She asked faintly, pretty much knowing the answer. Kat hadn't very much looked like an eleven year old, thus already giving her the answer. But she waited for a responce anyway.
She looked around the common room to see it was nearly empty. Looking around the room for a clock of any sort, she noticed the notice on the board about secret lessons with a professor. She gasped slightly. Her blood-red eyes followed the walls of the Gryffindor Common room again, and finally found a clock. Realizing it was about 4 o'clock, she turned on a heel and headed out the portrait hole; but she didn't realise what she was thinking. She stared towards the three Gryffindors that had emerged from the portrait hole not too long ago, and had the urge to ask them wether or not they were going to the private lessons, and ask to join them, but refused. She couldn't, that'd be stupid. She simply wouldn't be allowed, as for the fact she hadn't even used her wand yet, let alone attended any of her classes, for they simply hadn't yet started.
With a sigh, she headed back into the portrait hole after muttering the password again, and took a seat beside Kat in an empty armchair by the fire. She gazed into the fire for a moment, the flames reflecting from her red eyes, ten turned to Kat.
'Hello, are you a first year, too?' She asked faintly, pretty much knowing the answer. Kat hadn't very much looked like an eleven year old, thus already giving her the answer. But she waited for a responce anyway.
