Another girl at their table spoke up soon after herself, agreeing to come outside with them. Lyubov returned her smile. The more the merrier! The more she thought about it, the more going outside appealed to her. Not that there was anything wrong with staying inside to work, of course, but it would be nice to exchange the closed-in room and rows of bookshelves for fresh air and open space.
"It's Looo-boff," she repeated for their benefit before spelling it out. "El why you be oh vee." She was tired of having to repeat her name so frequently, but the Pureblood's demeanour was, as usual, perfectly composed to hide her annoyance. "I am from Ukraine." The fact that he had asked her this was interesting. He didn't recognize her family name, so it was reasonable for her to assume that his family couldn't be too high up the ladder. Unlike some, it didn't bother Lyubov to be associating with people who didn't know of her status. Clearly her time would be better spent connecting with those closer to her rank, but she was here to represent her family in all circles and make a good impression all around. Besides, it never hurt to have friends in different places.
Oliver confirmed her suspicion that the two were first-years, and she smiled wider, closing up her notebooks and tucking them neatly into her bag. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Oliver and Aoife." She liked the idea of meeting some younger children. All her cousins were significantly younger than her, and she was a role-model for them; maybe she could be like a mentor to Oliver and Aoife. Lyubov's mentor when she was a firstie was Ilya Alkaev, and she had been quite sad to learn that the friendly Russian had graduated last year. Meeting him had made her transition to a new country much easier.
She slung her bag over her shoulder and cheerfully followed Oliver outside. She grinned as the younger boy flopped down on the grass and settled down near him a bit more gently, legs folded to the side under her silver robes. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out her book. "I was reading a text on politics. What about you two?"
Oliver was delighted when two people, an older girl and his new partner-in-crime, agreed to go with him. He grinned at them both. "Yes!" he said, quietly. "It is a nice day outside. It would be a... more
“Looo-boff, Is that it? ”Aoife repeated the older students name to familiarise herself with it. She had a strange name herself and it was a little annoying when people spelt it wrong. The smile on... more
"Loo-boff, Loo-boff. Got it. Sorry." Oliver smiled apologetically. He was sure he wasn't the only one who had ever asked her, but it was a hard name to pronounce on the first try. He was pretty happy ... more
She smiled and waved off Oliver's apology. "It's okay! And yes, that's how you say it," she added with a nod to Aoife. If she was American, she would have probably asked Aoife to repeat her name as... more
Aoife liked the sound of Ukraine and decided that in the future she might visit it. She listened with a smile on her face as Lyubov described her home it really did sound lovely. Throwing her hands... more
Ukraine sounded like a cool place. Art everywhere would be so cool. Going to places like Long Beach where they had art festivals was cool enough, but he could hardly imagine living in a sort of... more
“Oh, Scribblifors!” Lyubov exclaimed. It had been a fairly easy spell to learn. She had always had a talent for Transfiguring things, and all the spells they were taught that involved a changing in... more
“Yes, that’s what we call them back home. We call French fries chips.” Aoife said in answer to her friend’s question. It was funny she couldn’t help but think that she still saw Ireland as home, when ... more