<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/fe0a70a845b810285990b83043b9c7f8/tumblr_inline_r1xjm65c7n1xwiqat_500.gif)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Yasmin Berkes (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16110956#msg16110956)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>September 1st, 2022 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hogwarts Express<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Floral dress, denim jacket & ankle boots. (https://64.media.tumblr.com/81a058ae3dc8f27c877e6f8dc85e4fc2/e7a9730c17527c9d-f0/s250x400/f9bf5272d63165c328a08598f81ccd4d789b6b7f.png)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Travelling & chatting<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ibrahim Berkes (Heartsink), Corinne Bailey (Mellific).<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Yasmin arched an eyebrow and listened to Ibrahim as he explained his views on the entire house system that existed at Hogwarts. "But isn't there more collaboration now than before?" She asked, figuring that before, there had been issues because of blood status. But things were very different now, and that kind of discrimination was no longer tolerated. Yasmin wanted to think that even with houses in place, there was friendliness among them all — except when they were allowed to root for just their team, such as during Quidditch.<br/><br/>"I think it's just a fun thing," Yasmin concluded with a shrug. "Sure, you might have the qualities of different houses, but it's not like being in one particular house gives you, like... certain benefits or anything, right? Being in Gryffindor doesn't make you more brave. Being in Ravenclaw doesn't make you smarter. You do that all on your own," she said, gesturing to him lazily with her hand. "I don't know about the Sorting process and stuff, but it's still seems pretty cool to me." She shrugged yet again.<br/><br/>Yasmin let out a hum as she listened to Ibrahim speak more practically about the houses, with respect to their living conditions. She was about to say something else when someone approached their train car. Yasmin looked up and noticed that it was Corinne, which made her quickly sit up because she'd previously been slumped down with her legs stretched all the way out till it almost touched the base of the other seat.<br/><br/>All she could do was look between Corinne and Ibrahim a few times, feeling like she could cut the tension with a knife. The prefect pin that Corinne held out was obviously not for her, but with her being here, Yasmin felt like maybe she should make herself sparse. Slowly rising to stand up, she spoke up a little louder. "Uhh, I can leave..." Yasmin continued to glance between Corinne and Ibrahim as she waited for some kind of indication of what to do.