[u][i][b]DINNER[/b][/i][/u]

"Mo? Sure!" Moirah accepted the nickname without hesitation. She gave the Ravenclaw girl a shy smile. Moirah felt that the nickname was a small gesture of acceptance by Skylar. It was also a gracious opportunity. [i]'Mo'[/i] Moirah toyed with the name in her head. Now she had a new name, a new school, a completely new beginning. Perhaps here she could really be herself, away from the eye of her parents and limitations of her childhood. The only thing left to do, was figure out [i]who[/i] this [i]'Mo'[/i] character ought to be.

Aedan said something to Skylar about the weakest link, then fixed his eyes upon Moirah.

She felt a bit intimidated by his discerning gaze. She kept her back straight but her smile faltered a little as she felt her chest swell with anxiety. She began to relax the more he spoke with her. He discussed family and fealty, and Moirah was happy to be accepted into their conversation for the rest of the evening.

It wasn't until later, when the lights were out and she felt quite alone, that his words began to [i]bother[/i] her.

His words were certainly was very telling of his position. He seemed to feel that her fathers situation was more tragic than her cousins in Azkaban. For surely he was aware f both but only felt the need to mention the one... Moirah herself was conflicted about these things. She now knew that the other Slytherin and pure blood families had much more clear opinions. Did their opinions of her father or the clan extend to herself? Of course they did, for better or for worse. 

[i]'He think's my father is the weak link of the Myeong-sook.'[/i] she deliberated, then decided. [i]'I'll show them that I'm not the weak link of this house![/i]

However, there was a second matter, one she did not resolve that night. [i]'...those who betray family are dealt with rather harshly, it's amazing really the things you do for family.'[/i] Did she owe fealty to her Father or the Myeong-sook clan? Or perhaps her mothers family in Korea who had less involvement in British pure blood politics... Frustrated, she flopped onto her stomach and fell asleep.

[b]DADA[/b]

Moirah watched Clowers attentively. She wanted to do well in all her classes, but especially this one, especially after her conversations last night. [i]Strong [/i]wizards did well in DADA.

[b]LUNCH[/b]

She quickly claimed a spot next to Aedan again at the Slytherin table. Thinking it would be wise to keep pace with an already established acquaintance. She hoped that Skylar would come back as well. Moirah liked Aedan, but Skylar was a bit easier to talk to. Maybe because she was a girl, maybe because Skylar had given her a nickname. Moirah wondered if 'Mo' would catch on with everyone or just be a pet name from Skylar... 

Another boy, Jax, a Gryffindor came over to speak with him. Her eyes widened at the discourse between them. Aedan completely ripped apart professor Clowers. In her upbringing as an only child with sporadically interactions with her well-mannered-but-distant cousins, she had never really heard someone properly slander an adult before. 

[i]'That is a lot to say after only one class... I guess first impressions are important around here after all...'[/i] She thought to herself. 

Like Aedan, she was disappointed that the class was not more hands on. She wondered if that was simply an introductory lecture, but was worried now that the entire course would be conducted this way.

She also wondered who much Aedan knew about the Dark Arts already. Most the first years were not supposed to know any magic at all, never mind [i]dark[/i] magic. 

"He was a bit confusing..." Moirah was nervous, but decided to throw down her own gauntlet. "... If the forbidden curses are so [i]forbidden[/i] how come Aurors are allowed to use them? He [i]says[/i] he doesn't use them but... It is as if he doesn't want to tell us the whole truth."