Post by Natalya Arlovskaya on Mar 17, 2018 16:48:49 GMT
It was hard for Natalya to be around others sometimes. She tended toward trying to avoid crowds, which was sometimes hard to do within Hogwarts castle. The Ravenclaw Common Room happened to be extra packed one particular day, and Natalya decided to head out as soon as she possibly could. Perhaps she'd try to hunt down her brother, or even her sister. She'd already cornered her sister once, showcasing that she was more than capable of doing so and would do so again if she could.
Natalya did not mind being around others as much if it was one on one, especially if it was someone she cared about. She loved her brother dearly. Her sister..she was still working on that, but she felt something for her sister - even if at this point it was more of a savage curiosity as to what having a sister was like, and jealousy over the fact that her sister was able to live with a loving father and did not have to deal with the presence of their mother. Good riddance there.
That said, she was perfectly content to be alone if that was what happened - or so she convinced herself. In all honesty she truly did want someone to talk to, but she wanted something small. Something one on one. Something that didn't tax her too much. One on one conversations were nice, large conversations meant a greater chance that anything said during said conversation would find its way around the school before long.
One on one conversations were more intimate. Either way, the hallway that she'd found looked relatively deserted. She found a place to sit against a wall and pulled a book out of her bag. If she found no one to speak with, she could find other ways to amuse herself easily. It was how she'd managed to amuse herself when mother was too busy fawning over her brother to pay attention to her and her father was out.She was used to being ignored
Natalya did not mind being around others as much if it was one on one, especially if it was someone she cared about. She loved her brother dearly. Her sister..she was still working on that, but she felt something for her sister - even if at this point it was more of a savage curiosity as to what having a sister was like, and jealousy over the fact that her sister was able to live with a loving father and did not have to deal with the presence of their mother. Good riddance there.
That said, she was perfectly content to be alone if that was what happened - or so she convinced herself. In all honesty she truly did want someone to talk to, but she wanted something small. Something one on one. Something that didn't tax her too much. One on one conversations were nice, large conversations meant a greater chance that anything said during said conversation would find its way around the school before long.
One on one conversations were more intimate. Either way, the hallway that she'd found looked relatively deserted. She found a place to sit against a wall and pulled a book out of her bag. If she found no one to speak with, she could find other ways to amuse herself easily. It was how she'd managed to amuse herself when mother was too busy fawning over her brother to pay attention to her and her father was out.