November 24, 1889; Evening - Hufflepuff Common Room
Hufflepuff had lost their match to the Ravenclaws. Would they have won with her? Likely not. But she liked to imagine that they would have. Still, it was frustrating to see such miserable faces among her peers. Move on, train harder and longer, and get ready for the next match. Wasn't that what really winners did? Not pouted and muttered about trying again for the next game. Perhaps Alina was simply being mean, but could she really help the judgement? Rolling her eyes, she decided that studying in the dorm would likely lead to less gloom and doom from her peers. Or at least less faces to have to find pouting.
