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Ilvermorny (EN) / Re: A new start
« Last post by Nathalia on September 10, 2020, 06:11:47 PM »She nodded in agreement after Gianna said that Janitor was one of the most fun jobs there was in the magical world, al though she never worked as a Janitor, she knew Gianna had always enjoyed being one at Hogwarts. Nathalia chuckled when her friend rolled her eyes, in reply she sent her friend a wink. After Gianna told the man it rejoiced them he was going to join them tonight Nathalia nodded. “I guess it’s going to be a fun and interesting dinner tonight.”she said with a smile. Knowing that Jordan had gone to the del’Castro-Abramova home to see if he could lend a hand. “I’m wondering if Jordan was able to lend a hand with the preparations.” she said softly to her friend.
A smile formed on her face when Gianna the man asked if he was a Muggle, she actually wanted to poke her friend again, but decided against it, as she was curious about the man his heritage as well. Shortly she thought of the time with her husband, who had passed away unfortunately, he too was a Muggle. She sent the man an encouraging and warm smile, to convince him it was okay if he indeed had no magic. Nathalia chuckled when Jay said Mubble instead of Muggle, but like she and her friend already thought the man was indeed non magical. She nodded interested when the man explained they call Muggles, No-Maj in America. “Forgive me sir, for me correcting you. But in England we say Muggle. Even though Mubble has a nice ring to it.” she said chuckling, after which she corrected herself again.
While they climbed the stairs, Gianna pointed out quietly the tip of the wand that was sticking out of the mans pocket, at which Nathalia nodded and shrugged. Gianna’s question about how many childeren mister Stuart had, peeked her interest and she nodded in agreement with Gianna’s explanation, in which she could find herself, when it came to her own children. “That is true,” she started, but couldn’t believe her eyes when they finally arrived on the balcony. The man told them he and his wife were blessed to have eight children, but that the Spanish Flu had taken away his wife and youngest child from him, and a lump formed in her throat. “I’m sorry to hear about that, mister Stuart.” She said softly, while she tried to swallow the lump in her throat. Eventually the man told them his brother and sister in law had been in an accident and didn’t survive, so he and his wife had taken in their children. Again she felt a lump form in her throat and decided to stay quiet this time, affraid they were able to hear it in her voice.
Her eyes grew wide and she felt tears stinging in her eyes, which she swallowed. “It’s honestly gorgeous…” she whispered. Interested she listened to Jay’s explanation of the Sorting Ceremony at Ilvermorny, after which he asked if this was the same process at all schools, at which she shook her head. “At Hogwarts it’s totally different. The elder students gather in the Great Hal-where they held all parties and where they ate they meals- l, where they sit down at the table that belongs to their respective houses. Th first year students are called forward out of the large row they’re standing in and have to sit down at the stool before they get a hat put on their heads, who tells them and everyone else in which house they belong. The hat is also called the Sorting Hat.” Nathalia explained to the man with a smile. “Of course you are still welcome for dinner, there’s space enough for everyone.” she said smiling, while she shot Gianna a quick look.
The man pointed toward a direction to move on with the tour, he guided them towards the Library, something Nathalia was really interested in. “The Library is absolutely gorgeous, you’ll find me here very often.” she said chuckling, after which they were led toward the classrooms. One of the last classrooms was very small and cozy, en she was sure if Gianna gave it her own touches and feeling this would be the perfect room for Divination. “Gianna, this classroom is perfect for Divination.” she quietly said to her friend, while she kept looking inside. All to soon they were led to the headmistress’s office. Nathalia wondered why this was such an important place, but decided to not give it much thought. Even though the office was beautiful and she already was decorating it to her taste in her head, she didn’t think about the fact this would become her office.
A smile formed on her face when Gianna the man asked if he was a Muggle, she actually wanted to poke her friend again, but decided against it, as she was curious about the man his heritage as well. Shortly she thought of the time with her husband, who had passed away unfortunately, he too was a Muggle. She sent the man an encouraging and warm smile, to convince him it was okay if he indeed had no magic. Nathalia chuckled when Jay said Mubble instead of Muggle, but like she and her friend already thought the man was indeed non magical. She nodded interested when the man explained they call Muggles, No-Maj in America. “Forgive me sir, for me correcting you. But in England we say Muggle. Even though Mubble has a nice ring to it.” she said chuckling, after which she corrected herself again.
While they climbed the stairs, Gianna pointed out quietly the tip of the wand that was sticking out of the mans pocket, at which Nathalia nodded and shrugged. Gianna’s question about how many childeren mister Stuart had, peeked her interest and she nodded in agreement with Gianna’s explanation, in which she could find herself, when it came to her own children. “That is true,” she started, but couldn’t believe her eyes when they finally arrived on the balcony. The man told them he and his wife were blessed to have eight children, but that the Spanish Flu had taken away his wife and youngest child from him, and a lump formed in her throat. “I’m sorry to hear about that, mister Stuart.” She said softly, while she tried to swallow the lump in her throat. Eventually the man told them his brother and sister in law had been in an accident and didn’t survive, so he and his wife had taken in their children. Again she felt a lump form in her throat and decided to stay quiet this time, affraid they were able to hear it in her voice.
Her eyes grew wide and she felt tears stinging in her eyes, which she swallowed. “It’s honestly gorgeous…” she whispered. Interested she listened to Jay’s explanation of the Sorting Ceremony at Ilvermorny, after which he asked if this was the same process at all schools, at which she shook her head. “At Hogwarts it’s totally different. The elder students gather in the Great Hal-where they held all parties and where they ate they meals- l, where they sit down at the table that belongs to their respective houses. Th first year students are called forward out of the large row they’re standing in and have to sit down at the stool before they get a hat put on their heads, who tells them and everyone else in which house they belong. The hat is also called the Sorting Hat.” Nathalia explained to the man with a smile. “Of course you are still welcome for dinner, there’s space enough for everyone.” she said smiling, while she shot Gianna a quick look.
The man pointed toward a direction to move on with the tour, he guided them towards the Library, something Nathalia was really interested in. “The Library is absolutely gorgeous, you’ll find me here very often.” she said chuckling, after which they were led toward the classrooms. One of the last classrooms was very small and cozy, en she was sure if Gianna gave it her own touches and feeling this would be the perfect room for Divination. “Gianna, this classroom is perfect for Divination.” she quietly said to her friend, while she kept looking inside. All to soon they were led to the headmistress’s office. Nathalia wondered why this was such an important place, but decided to not give it much thought. Even though the office was beautiful and she already was decorating it to her taste in her head, she didn’t think about the fact this would become her office.