Blonde, Beautiful and Ravenclaw:
Prompt: Mail
Cherry red lips found their way into a small smile as she glanced around the room. Everyone in the Great Hall seemed so busy talking amongst themselves. The young blonde witch still hadn't found many friends yet. She was trying, though it was harder than it seemed. The only comfort that she found was the fact that she would receive a letter after lunch every day like clockwork from her parents.
As the envelope dropped in front of her, she turned it over in her hands. A small smile appearing on her lips as she turned it over. She closed her eyes, smelling the faint scent of whatever perfume her mother had been wearing when she wrote the letter.
A hand came up, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Excitement filled her as she began to read the comforting words on the paper.