<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/3IMgRRZ.jpg?2)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Eithne Ancrum (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261273.msg12889062#msg12889062)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Gryffindor<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Griffin<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Light blue jeans, with a dark green sweater and brown, leather boots that reach just below the knee<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sunday, 2nd September, 2016<br/><strong>Location</strong>Great Hall; Gryffindor Table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tsung Yi, Geoffrey Graves - Open<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>"He hasn't noticed because you keep hiding behind everything.  I'm sure he has noticed, actually, but maybe thinks you're uninterested," she commented.  Then pointed at the professor as she walked away after saying her encouraging words to Tsung, "See?  I'm not the only one," she added with grin.  Then at Tsung's question about her brothers, Eithne snorted, "Pains in the arse as always; nothing new there," she answered.  Though she spoke of them as though they were a nuisance, her tone and expression strongly suggested that she cared for her brothers very much, "But doing well, Abelio still works at the Ministry and Midir is still in training to become an Auror and says he's doing well with it," she then answered about her two older brothers, since she was sure they were whom Tsung was asking about.<br/><br/>Hearing a male voice, Eithne knew who it was before she looked up and saw him.  She gave him a warm smile, "Not at all, come and join us," she told him, quite a bit more smoothly than Tsung, "We were kind of talking about each other's summers and catching up on some family stuff," she told him, "How was your summer?" She then asked.  Lead by example?  She kind of hoped Tsung would get an idea of how to interact with the guys, but Eithne had a feeling she was going to have to either bring her brothers in on this one, or drink polyjuice or find a spell to made a male for Tsung to practice talking to.  Something, anything.  All those thoughts raced through Eithne's head even as she waited for Geoffrey to answer.