As usual, I sat there in the library

As usual, I sat there in the library. Don't ask me why I was in there; it was the last day of term. It's not as if I had any tests to study for or any homework to complete. Of course not, I've had all of my homework done for weeks. That's what I was here at Hogwarts, the know-it-all, the goody-two-shoes. I don't know why, I'm nothing like that outside of the school walls. Quite the opposite really, I was always known as the up for a laugh, down for whatever kind of girl at my old school.

Yes, I didn't always go to Hogwarts. I actually attended Beauxbatons for four years and had to move to England at the start of my fifth year. Thanks Mum and Dad. Move me to a country where I don't know anyone, that's fine. The people here didn't really give me a chance to show who I was, as soon as I got sorted into Ravenclaw I was stereotyped. I hate being stereotyped. It sucks.

So I'm a Ravenclaw, that means I'm smart, but it doesn't mean that I can't have fun like everyone from the other houses. Don't get me wrong, the people in Ravenclaw are some of the nicest people I've ever met, but that's just it, they're nice. They're not funny, wild, crazy… They're nothing like my old friends, they aren't party animals. No. Definitely not, they'd rather study for hours in the library than go to a wild party.

I know what you're probably thinking, "Why didn't you go and make new friends then, friends from other houses?" Well, I didn't know anyone apart from Ravenclaws, and no-one wants to have a dull studious Ravenclaw as a friend "cramping their style". So that's who I've become during the school terms, the dull studious Ravenclaw. My normally long and silky chocolate curls have been twisted in a tight bun making me look extremely prudish. My startling blue eyes have been hidden behind thick framed glasses, my contacts completely abandoned. Who needs to try and look good when you have no one to look at you anyways? Not me, that's why I haven't even put make up on since the Christmas holidays when I went home, God I miss the feeling of being made up.

Hmm I thought, maybe I'll go and get an outfit and everything ready now for tomorrow and put it all on in the morning, instead of the toilets at Kings Cross like I usually do. I don't think I can wait much longer. I REALLY need to get out of these dull ass robes. With my mind made up I gathered all my belongings and shoved them into my bag before walking with a bounce in my step to the dorm rooms.

Inside my room I sauntered over to my bed, adding in the occasional twirl and skip which just showed how happy and relieved I was to be going home. Pulling my trunk away from the end of my bed I opened the compartment at the back where I kept a few of my usual clothes. Rummaging through I picked out a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a yellow camisole and a white short sleeved cardigan. To top the look off I pulled out my favourite pair of white pumps. Smiling satisfied I cast a straightening charm upon them to iron out all of the wrinkles and laid them neatly on top of my trunk. Though it was still a toned down version of what I would usually wear, the tightness of the jeans and the bright yellow of the top just made me feel more like myself.

Smiling I inhaled deeply before walking over to the bathroom to take a nice long shower. Once I was dried and dressed for bed I flopped down and looked at the royal blue drapes surrounding me. Oh how I couldn't wait to get out of here, I couldn't wait to see my family, my friends. Mum and Dad had sent me a letter the day before informing me of the new house they'd bought in some wizarding village called Godric's Hollow. Well… maybe there would be some cute boys and some fun people around that I could befriend. Even if there aren't, it wouldn't matter to me that much. Lydia and Dougie were coming down from France to spend the first two weeks of the holiday with us. I just couldn't wait.

Eventually slipping off into a peaceful slumber with a smile upon my face, I couldn't wait for the day ahead. Maybe seeing me in my usual get up people would notice that I'm not the prude they're used to seeing. Doubtful but still a possibility.