#bellabruxa

He’d been chasing after his friend, ready to kill him after an embarrassing situation earlier that day, but his friend had adapted to the castle better and escaped. Rushing around the corner, he collided into someone, his arms immediately going to the young woman’s waist to steady her. “I am so sorry. Please forgive my boorish behaviour.” 

It never surprised Brigid to hear the antics of her eldest brother. Her family kept no secrets, and her brother was predictable. At least to her. She knew others thought differently, but all they had to do to understand him was realise that he liked to laugh. 

Normally, she just let him get up to his mischief, but when he’d told her about the kekera kiniun, she’d decided she had to meet her. Anyone that her brother compared to their youngest sister was someone she wanted to meet. There was no greater compliment than that, even if Dayo had admitted to offending her somehow. Dayo often offended people, just usually on purpose. 

Having been pointed in the right direction by a Gryffindor, Brigid joined what she hoped was the right person at the lunch table. “Excuse me, are you Bella?”