At his promise, she perked up again, straightening up and grinning, "Really? Like, for serious?" She bounced a little, "I mean, you don't hav'ta, I'm not tryin' to force you or anythin', so if you don't wanna you don't have to, but we could have, study sesh's and talk about teach- no - professors and everythin'!" Some more bouncing, Roxy was just really excited and she was not afraid to show it. 

She grinned widely at him, still giving him her undivided attention. Bask in the attention of this cute girl, Hal, bask in it.

Bounce bounce bounce, "Awesome! I'm gonna be lookin' forward to it!" 

At his question she nods, "Yeah, since it's prob'ly like... 8 or 9 or..." Roxy trails off, patting her skirt as if she's looking for something, "Wait, shit, right, no phones here... Uh..." She pulls out her wand, casting a quick Tempus, "Eight forty five? Wow. Yeah, if we wait too much longer the hall will start t'fill up. We can tot'ly go now, if you wanna!"

This girl is so cool, suck it, Hal.

It's easy to make friends this fast when you're talking to Roxy. As long as you don't make fun of her or are outright mean to her, you can probably become friends with her pretty quickly. "Alright!" She grabs his hand and uses it to hoist herself up, bouncing on the balls of her feet once to make sure she was up and balanced. "Anythin' you need to get from your room?" She asks as she puts her wand back into her robe, thinking about the question herself. Nah, it was Saturday, and unless she was gonna study at the table (a tempting idea, to be honest), she didn't need anything for breakfast. 

Shit, no, wait, she did. Roxy ran to the other end of the couch and picked up her discarded and forgotten umbrella, tossing it over her shoulder. All her umbrella had a feather-light charm on them, just so Roxy didn't tire herself out holding one all the time, and it was probably the most useful thing she ever had a professor do. "Shit, now I'm ready."

It's okay. I understand

"Oh, this?" Roxy frowns, looking down at her umbrella. "Well, I'unno if I'm gonna go outside ever, so I have this on my t'make sure I don't get burned..." She trails off, before shrugging. "I like t'keep it on me, jus' in case." She pauses, looking back at him, "What about you, Mr. Shades? Huh?"

With that said she heads towards the door, figuring they can walk and banter talk.

She glances back, blinking at him, "Woah, are, like, your eyes albino? 'Cause mine do the same thing in the sun - also why I have my umbrella." Roxy swings it in her hand, pausing so he didn't have to trail behind. Roxy actually liked Hal. He was like Dirk, but shyer. There was something about him that made Roxy just wanna talk to him - maybe it was because he was obviously holding himself back, and Roxy wanted to become his friend and see the side he was hiding. Plus he was cute.

Roxy turns and grins down at him. Her first goal was to get him to grin back - or smile. Honestly, the girl wasn't picky.

"Potions!" Roxy grinned, "I really like potions, not much talkin' involved, and I like how it works. Add a li'l of this, an' some of that, stir it th' right 'mount and you have pepper-up potion! Or a healin' balm. And then later, if I get really, really good, I can prob'ly make myself invisible! Or, like, fly! Or even look like 'nother person! It's jus' really cool and kinda reminds me how cool magic is..." She trails off, figuring he didn't want to hear an in-depth reason on why she liked potions. 

Honestly, if Hal told her right then and there that he liked how she talked, that he liked listening to her speak, she probably wouldn't have believed him. The girl knew who she was and her faults, and she knew for a fact that the way she spoke was one of them. It would catch her completely off guard.

Despite being so loud and fun, she did get bullied on some key issues. 

"Omg, really?" Roxy was totally falling for it. Her eyes widen and she turns away from him to begin walking down the stairs - that required full attention, of course. "I could tot'ly help you with that, if you wanna! I mean, I'm only a year ahead of you, but I'm still a year ahead of you, an' the potions prof actually seems t'be really impressed with me, so..." It was one of the few times that a teacher actually honestly liked her. Others were swayed by other kids telling her that she made up things and was a huge weirdo, and the ones who weren't were put off by the weird things that just seemed to... Happen around Roxy.

Of course she knows now that that was just accidental magic, but at the time, it honestly kind of seemed like a curse.

Hogwarts was so much better.