For Eloise, things like being private and being watchful came naturally. She was much more an observer that a participant, and tended to struggle with the implications of sharing when it came to team-play. Though she wasn't selfish, there was no doubt the Eloise liked her space, liked to be able to do things her way, when she wanted to, regardless of whether others were on board.
But Susan had a point, as resistant as Eloise now was to the idea of staying at Hogwarts. How odd, that only last year she'd been fighting with her parents not to make her leave. There was no way she could have imagined this happening the way it did. She trusted Susan, though, and remembered the D.A. There had been that first meeting, it seemed like forever ago, when Potter had been trying to see who might want to join. Eloise had thought about it but ended up not signing her name to the sheet.
Sometimes, especially lately, Eloise wished she was less opposed to group activities. It kept her out of Quidditch, out of the D.A., and now she felt like there was no reason to stay anymore.
"I..." she began, faltering against her will. "I hadn't thought of it. I didn't even know it was still going." Eloise sat on the edge of her bed, face set. "It's...well, there's been absolutely nothing I can do while I'm here. I guess I've just been thinking that if I can get out now, before it gets even worse, maybe..." She wasn't sure what. Find her mother? Go home? Join her brother in Brazil?
"I don't even know. It just makes me sick to be here."