<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/EEVWCFh.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong>     </td><td>Eliza Campbell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664026#msg14664026)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>YEAR:</strong>     </td><td>Fourth</td></tr><tr><td><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong>     </td><td>Halfblood</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WAND:</strong>     </td><td>10 ½” | Chestnut | Unicorn Hair | Springy (https://i.imgur.com/2e8tNWl.png)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>WEARING:</strong>     </td><td>As Pictured | White Tee &amp; Black Skinny Jeans</td></tr><tr><td><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong>     </td><td>Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Late Morning</td></tr><tr><td><strong>LOCATION:</strong>     </td><td>Wandering the Halls</td></tr><tr><td><strong>CONTENT:</strong>     </td><td>International Magical Cooperation</td></tr><tr><td><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>     </td><td>Baby I got me, only friend I need… (https://youtu.be/KVGRN7Z7T1A)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>TAGGING:</strong>     </td><td><strong>Joey Kingston</strong></td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Eliza’s step was practically bouncing as she walked arm-in-arm with Joey through the majestic corridors of Hogwarts castle. She’d been here for all of 24 hours and already she’d found an eager bloke with the body of a DBZ character. She was floating on air! And yet, she was actually quite firmly on the ground so she matched her stride to his so that the pair of them didn’t topple over like a pair of contestants in a three-legged-race.<br/><br/><strong>“So what <em>else</em> do you do for fun around here?”</strong>she asked, never one to let conversation die, especially when she had such a fun and handsome partner.<strong>“Are we stuck with Hogsmeade or do you lot toss ‘em back somewhere else?”</strong>Eliza liked Hogsmeade as much as the next Sheila, but she doubted that the small town had enough to keep her entertained for the duration of the school year.<br/><br/>A thought struck her then and she looked over.<strong>“D’ya know Joanna? Red hair, ‘bout my height, great rack?”</strong>She gave him time to reply before going on.<strong>“She and I have been friends for years, ever since we met at a pub in south London and got into some <em>PROPER</em> trouble,”</strong>she added, laughing and shaking her head at the joyous memory. Joanna Batherson was nothing short of an angel to Eliza, the ketchup to her mustard, and just being in the same halls as her, potentially talking to one of her friends, made Eliza feel connected.<br/><br/>She looked left and right as he led her up yet<em>another</em>staircase.<em>Fuck me dead, there’s more stairs?</em>Beauxbatons did not suffer from a lack of them, but as flight after flight turned into a tight spiral, she realized that Joey was leading her up into one of the tallest towers!<br/><br/><em>Bloody hell, I need to use that gym. Now where was it again…?</em><br/><br/>When he paused at the portrait of the Fat Lady, Eliza’s luminous smile flickered as she took in the painting. The likeness between her figure and that of the woman in the painting was striking. Her cheeks turned pink but she willed herself not to overreact. Was this all some sort of cruel joke? Lead the fat foreigner all the way up the stairs and show her a mean painting?!<br/><br/>She licked her lips. She’d been through worse and would survive this no matter what.<br/><br/><strong>“…Are we here?”</strong>she asked in a softer, more vulnerable voice.<br/>