Eline shrugged. “I have nothing better to do,” she said. She did have to finish her homework for Muggle Studies about stoves but she could just wake up early to finish it. Or skip breakfast. Or just not do it at all. Probably the last one, even if she risked getting yelled at.
“I can take pictures, I haven’t done much this year, usually I’ll have a hundred by the first week…” She said a hundred pictures like it was nothing. Her camera was about the only thing from her Muggle life that she ever brought to Hogwarts. She couldn’t live without it. She pushed her bangs to the side and flashed her camera which always seemed to come out of nowhere, as if by magic.