it is the music [open]

[Freya Alexandria Phillips]

Freya had always been somewhat of a loner, even while she had been at Hogwarts and now she was a Professor. It was a crazy world she lived in, and it was often full of lonely days and with everything that had been happening lately, she was not entirely sure whom she could trust, she did not know who wanted to be friends with just her. Most of her friends from school she had lost contact with and it made her a little upset to think about it, she just wanted to know people who would make her feel less alone, sometimes a person could not make it on her own. Freya was a firm friend to anyone she deed worthy, she would be there for them time and time again, and it may be the Ravenclaw within her or her mother’s words to give everyone a chance. There was often emptiness within her and she tried her hardest not to let it get to her, she did not want to walk alone anymore, she was fed up of it. She just shook her head, she should really stop thinking in such ways, it would not do her any good in the long term. On the up side, she had a job she loved and it had taken her a while to train for it, but now it was worth it since she now worked in spell damages. There was something new every day.

As of this moment, she could be found sat in the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade having a quiet drink, it was somewhere she would always go to have some time to think and to herself. It was from her years at Hogwarts and she loved the place quite a bit. Her parents never really understood why she did not return to the muggle world to work, but it was hard to explain to them that she loved the Wizarding World. It was her home and had been since she was eleven years old, so that was over ten years, she would never be able to just turn her back on it all. She loved it too much to just walk away, even with the dark times that seemed to be coming, especially after the death, it had made her think quite a bit and she chose not to tell her parents about it, they would only worry.

A drink here and there was something she did enjoy doing, when she opened up and had friends she would often be rather talkative and it would be hard for people to shut her up. Freya was described as having two sides to her – the quiet and innocent side and then there was the party animal side and she was almost like a different person. People sometimes did not know how to take her. Freya was sat at a table on her own, looking around and taking in the people around her. Since it was her day off work, she was dress in a simple pair of jeans and t-shirt with her leather jacket over the top, it was something she was very comfortable in, she had never been fond of robes.