So. Many. Stairs. Winnie had just received the latest wizard beauty magazine she subscribed to the day before and had planned to meet up with Ettie to look through it and to try some things out- especially the samples that came with this issue. Since Ettie was a Ravenclaw she had agreed to meet her up on the sixth floor. That was one hell of a climb from the Hufflepuff common room- but Ettie was worth it, and Winifred was excited.

But, by the time she reached the sixth floor, the Hufflepuff was huffing and puffing- quite literally- red in the face from all the stairs. Maybe Winnie had taken them too quickly- she was remarkably excited to get to go through the pages properly and try things out. Ettie was a great person. Winifred really liked her. She was one of the most beautiful girls in Hogwarts and the fact that she would want to hang out with her, with WINIFRED OLIVER, was flattering. And she'd been more than happy to read up on beauty things with her and try out new things and test them on each other. She couldn't imagine why Ettie Grimstone would want to hang out with her, but she wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. Especially one with so many exciting ties to the world of beauty.

Winifred entered the empty classroom they'd agreed on- dropping the magazine on a desk. "You'd think they'd have more comfortable chairs in these places, or you know, let us visit each other's common rooms. Good Godric those stairs though!" Winifred sighed with a loud phew and grinned. "You should see some of the stuff in this magazine. I'm amazed. There's some lipstick samples that came with it. One is a gorgeous shade of dark purple and I am just itching to try it!"

The thing about hanging out with Winnie, or really any Hufflepuff was just the niceness of it. Winnie may have only liked her because she was pretty but she didn't make her feel weird or bad about it. And it was nice to have someone she could just be around and try new things with because Ettie often felt really weird to admit there was so much she didn't know about fashion and makeup and the other girls in her year seemed to have it all together. It wasn't that she thought Winnie didn't (although, maybe a little) she just never made Ettie feel like it was weird and Ettie felt weird and out of place a lot. Like she was still too young to enjoy the things other people their age were into...like gross jokes about sex.

It just made her uncomfortable and the more uncomfortable it made her the more she tried to hide it to prove she could "hang" the worse it got because someone always picked up on it and pointed it out and turned her into a joke... and of course she never reacted right because if she ignored them they'd just keep going and if she had some sort of witty come back they just knocked her for bothering to reply at all. She didn't think they meant to be bullies but it often felt that way. So, hanging out with Winnie was better because she never picked at the things Ettie thought or said, even if she were boy crazy and sort of obsessed with seventh years.

She looked up from a pile of magazines and the newest Grimstone catalog  as the auburn hair'd witch came bustling into the room. Her smile was genuine and sweet as she gave a knowing nod, "You'd think we've have found a better way to get up and down the halls - since Headmistress McGonagall isn't a fan of flying indoors. Muggles have these things called eskeelators and moving walkways! Of course that might get messy in the castles since the stairways change so much," she gave a little giggle, "image everyone falling off the top of the stair because they suddenly lead nowhere!"

Resting her chin in her hand she nodded vigorously (as vigorously as her and would allow anyway, "Purple is very in, lots of other muted dark colors too. I want to be a little more daring but any time I try something I hear my mother in my ear going 'less is more Georgette! less is more!' even though I think she might apply her anti-aging potions with a paint brush".