Smiling softly as the familiar owl hoots and flaps it's wings, Larentia stretches her legs put and watches with attention as their head of house sighs softly and gestures with a lazy flick of her head the Common Room in general.
"This is where you will do homework, rest and live for the next six years. Any rule breaking will cost you house points, any achievements will earn you points. While here you are a family so I expect respect and guidance from the older years to the younger ones and vice versa. I am your Head of House, my name is Alicia Lorraine, pleasure to meet you. Girls dorm are up the staircase and to the left, boys on the right. Play nice my little snakes and enjoy your time here. Oh, before I forget, this is Sylla, she's the eyes and ears when I'm not here, whatever happens I'll know. Now, to bed, tomorrow's your first day." With that she stands and offers a smile before extending her hand and flicking her fingers, a small hole -the size for a person to pass through- appearing on the wall closest to the entryway. Larentia watches with awe as her aunt passes through and waits until Sylla follows before the hole vanishes as if never there.
"Well, I suppose we should go to sleep then. Come Oriana, we best not stay here long." Larenita whispered softly, extending a hand to her friend as the others begin to rise and make their way to the dorms, the older years having their own rooms instead of sharing like the younger years did.
Now that sleep was mentioned, Larentia felt the exhaustion from earlier wash through her body, a large yawn she couldn't hide in time cracking her jaw with its force. Shaking her head she offers a tired smile and waits.
Yawning for the fourth time within the five minutes it took to reach her rooms from the Common Room, Alicia shook her head and tapped her wand against the door, allowing Sylla to enter first before closing and locking it. Running pale fingers through orange hair, Alicia huffed and glanced at the paperwork that still sat on her desk. Thankfully it wasn't much, petting Sylla's head before focusing her gaze on the stack, her emerald eyes glancing at the clock hanging above her door before she began to move towards her desk, her wand hand absently flicking to light the fireplace.
Picking up her favorite black-fearher quill, Alicia gracefully sat in her chair and began to work, the only sounds filling her rooms where that of the clock and her pen moving across the parchment.
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