Abigail and her friends chatted the time away as they put on the face paint. One of Abigail's friends noticed Lilith sitting silently at the edge of the group. She grabbed Lilith by the arm and said, "Come on, your turn."
She then pushed Lilith into the chair and began to paint stripes onto Lilith's face. Lilith knew they were Ravenclaw's colors. Lilith thought the girl's name was Matilda but she wasn't sure. There were many names running through Lilith's head and she had never been good with names. Lilith had never had a reason to be good at remember many names.
The girl painting Lilith's face saved Lilith from embaressment by saying, "My name is Matilda. It's after Matilda of Tuscany. My mother is a full-blood Italian and she's fascinated with muggle history. So, she named me after her favorite Italian warrior. She wants me to be like Matilda - strong, intelligent, and poised. She wants me to make great changes in the world." She said all of this while she painted two small ravens onto Lilith's checks.
Matilda turned behind her to grab a hand mirror. As she held it in front of Lilith's face, Matilda asked, "What do you think?"
Lilith smiled and said, "It looks amazing." The ravens looked exactly like they did on the Ravenclaw crest. Lilith knew Matilda had a great talent in art.
When they were done painting each other's faces, they walked down to the Quidditch Pitch. Lilith had never laughed so much. Her sides ached by the end of the 10 minute walk to the Quidditch Pitch.
They watched the game and cheered until their thoats were sore. Abigail and Matilda were both convinced they had lost their voices. Lilith had never had so much fun. That night Lilith fell asleep smiling. Lilith could not think of a time before that night where she had fallen asleep smiling and happy.