- Messages
- 294
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- bi
- Wand
- Curly 14 Inch Sturdy Maple Wand with Fairy Wing Core
- Age
- 07/2045 (16)
Senna's break had been far from fun and she had never been happier to be back at Hogwarts. Her sister had been born just two months before she had come home for the school break which meant her parents had their hands full with the baby. Sure, she was cute but she was a baby which meant their entire universe revolved around her at the moment. Something that made it very easy for them to practically forget about her, their other kid. She was a teenager after all, was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. Sen knew her parents hadn't meant to spend so little time with her and didn't want to blame them for it but it still stung. Especially since her Muggle friends back home had stopped reaching out to her as well. Something she knew she was very much at fault for. Or no, that wasn't true. Magic was at fault for that. Hogwarts was at fault for that.
Deciding she really needed to focus on things she liked once she got back to school Sen had dropped out of the quidditch team. Not because she didn't love playing, but she wanted to prioritize her club. Really get things going. She would be their biggest supporter from up in the stands. Wouldn't miss a single game. Not even try outs. Glancing at the players down below she wasn't surprise to see Fraser trying out again, truly hoping he would make the team now. If there was anyone she'd wish to get it it was him. As try outs continued she took out her notebook, scribbling down some random ideas she had for the quidditch club. She looked up every now and then to see how things were going on the pitch but focussed most of her attention on the notebook. Priorities.
Deciding she really needed to focus on things she liked once she got back to school Sen had dropped out of the quidditch team. Not because she didn't love playing, but she wanted to prioritize her club. Really get things going. She would be their biggest supporter from up in the stands. Wouldn't miss a single game. Not even try outs. Glancing at the players down below she wasn't surprise to see Fraser trying out again, truly hoping he would make the team now. If there was anyone she'd wish to get it it was him. As try outs continued she took out her notebook, scribbling down some random ideas she had for the quidditch club. She looked up every now and then to see how things were going on the pitch but focussed most of her attention on the notebook. Priorities.