Angelina shook her head gently. "Sort of. They're young here, but come from the 1100's and stuff. Helena Ravenclaw is my housemate, but she's only 16. She's not so different than us, actually. It's been taking her a bit to adjust, but I can't blame her." Ange momentarily thought about Helena, and how the girl was doing. She felt a stab of guilt; Ange couldn't remember the last time the pair of them had a real conversation. Not since Alicia had arrived. Angelina would have to rectify that, she knew Helena needed guidance and support.
For a moment, Ange's face only displayed shock. She knew Alicia wanted Ange to hurry on and tell everything about George and Adrian - but Katie as Minister of Magic? As soon as Angelina had time to think it through, Katie was laughing and so was Angelina. "Oi, I wish." Tugging gently on Katie's arm, Angelina nodded to the sitting room - the one which was the exact same in every bungalow. "C'mon then, you need to sit down. I have a lot more to tell you, and I've already hashed through it once for Alicia." The last thing Angelina wanted was to turn Katie against George, but she wasn't sure how that was possible. It was natural for her girlfriends to rally around her, support her through everything. They would hate George on principal, and Angelina would never hold that against them.
With a sigh, Angelina settled into the couch and waited for Katie and Alicia. "Am I happy when you come from?" It was a question Ange had been dying to ask - maybe her life wasn't so perfect as she'd thought. Maybe things weren't so good.