Vivianna Varnes was looking for someone. Truthfully, it was something she did quite a lot. Whenever the Slytherin was particularly displeased with someone, she had a habit of hunting them down and letting them know just what they'd done to piss her off. So usually the girl striding down stone corridors in search of someone, was not a good thing. In fact, much more often than not, it was a very very bad thing.
Today, the teenager was not in a good mood. She wasn't quite in one of her legendary bad moods, that caused her older housemates to bribe the youngers into checking up on her to see if she was safe for social interaction. But she was far from pleased. In fact, the girl knew just who she needed to find to lessen the terribleness of her bad day. Bertie. Vivianna needed Bertie. Because what Vivianna wanted more than anything in that moment, was a hug.
It'd all started off with the Slytherin showing a lost first year around the castle. The teenager had done it a handful of times, she really was a sucker for little kids. Then the redhead had blinked, and she was mentally considering Bertie her little brother. Even now, Vivianna wasn't quite sure how it had happened, but she really did love the younger Ravenclaw like a sibling.
How they got along so well, and were so incredibly close was quite the mystery. Vivianna didn't care how much of a mystery it was though, because she missed her little brother and wanted a hug. The Slytherin wasn't generally a touch-feely person. but when it came to those she really truly cared for, she was always initiating contact. Hugs, ruffling hair, tackles, pats on the arm, Vivianna wouldn't have it any other way.
Both of the students had been busy the last few weeks, and had barely interacted at all. It felt almost unnatural to the teenager, and she wanted to fix that. Now. She had just one problem, where on this bloody Earth was Bertie?