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Hogwarts-School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Hogwarts-School of Witchcraft and WizardrySavage scrambled out of Amanda's pocket and onto her shoulder. "I don't normally talk about my parents. I rarely see them, my mother is a cold-blooded muggle-born witch that isn't very social, not even with me, and my father is an Auror so I don't see him much." She replied rather quickly, her posture straightened. She'd left out some details, but they weren't important. She didn't like talking about her parents, since she saw them more as... Well, just there.
"Oh," Mia murmured. "I'm sorry for asking, but you are luckier than some orphans, you know." The train's whistle blew. "Oh! I suppose I have to change into my uniform since there is an hour remaining to Hogwarts. I think you have to change too, don't you? We'll meet up later then." Felicity purred at the appearance of Savage, waving her tail lazily.
Mia fixed her tie, packing 'Hogwarts, a History' away. Looking at the majestic castle, she sighed. 'Do you think we'll find more friends than just Amanda there, Felicity?'
'I'm not sure,' she answered. 'I guess we'll just have to wait and see..'
Tezio lazily looked at the windows, hoping they would arrive soon enough. He glared at Hogwarts, that was in the distance far away; he did not want to get in Hufflepuff, nor Griffindor. He complained in his head that he did not want to be in Slytherin neither; Tezio thought he was smart enough to get into Ravenclaw.
Year: First.
Appearance: kind of tall for her age, raven-black hair color, silver eye's that could honestly be mistaken for being blind eye's(kids at her old muggle school teased her about that <.< beside's her best friend
Wand type: 9 inch, oak, dragon heart-string.
Heritage:(i'll keep this short...) both of her parent's are muggle's.
House: Gryffindor.
History: generally doesn't like talking about it.
Blood-type: muggle-born.
Love Affliction: she's a first year for crying out loud, she doesn't have any crushes yet~
Personality: kind of shy, doesn't really talk much either, but she still has a heart of gold when it come's to animal's and other's, especially if they are being picked on, then she's ticked off.
pet: boarder collie named sally(be lucky i didn't say timber wolf mkay..?).
First and last name: tyson wolf(no relation to the cyclops named tyson in the second percy jackson book what so ever <.<...).
Year: First.
Appearance: about average, colored his hair a dark blue with some of his natural light brown hair color in streaks, green eye's, a simple looking red tank top, jean's, sneaker's, and sun glasses he usually never wear's unless the sun is to bright out.
Wand type: 10 inch, pine, unicorn hair.
Heritage: his mother was a muggle while his father was a wizard, but they both died so he was sent to his grand-parent's house when he was at least 4.
House: slytherin(which he hate's the hat for...).
History: doesn't really remember much, but he does remember fighting some kid who was picking on crystal(knocked the bully unconscious to... K.O. hit right between the eye's).
Blood-type: half blood.
Love Affliction: maybe crystal >.>....
Personality: stubborn, brave and competitive, he is kind and caring as well.
pet: a fluffy orange mainecoon named blaze, that is as stubborn as tyson is.
Clarisse glanced out the window of rushing scenery with a glare of hate. She hated these putrid trains, and they way they just sped in a flash across the scenery that could possible be very nice--she wouldn't know because it was so darned fast--carelessly, as if they didn't mind it at all. On the other hand, she was sure many did. It made her sick, but that was probably because of her tiny motion sickness issues. Very often-almost too often, she stole a very quick glance at the very tall wizard with the hair of a glistening black raven feather.
Was this even a first year? She'd wonder, but was never sure and was intently terrible at approaching people with a friendly path that showed her emotions well, while also not freaking them out or being awkward. Her slim hands stroke the fluffed-up fur of her tiger-like Kneazle, her nail delicately scratching the golden-tabby ears of the lion-like creature. 'Oh, yes, right there... That feels nice.' Her familiar purred aloud, but spoke to her in thought. Its pose shifted, unfortunately the tip of its claws scraping her left knee and causing a nick of blood. "Be more careful, Glis." She chided. But she said it aloud. Embarrassed, she glanced up at the tall girl and gave a corny smile, that seemed very fake. "Um... Talking to the cat..." She muttered, turning back to stroking Glisten. 'Well your nice with words. Besides, I like that new nickname. Glis. Has a spazzy touch, much better than Glisten.' Her Kneazle chuckled.
'Yes, of course. However, it isn't normal for you to do this...maybe Amanda had something to do with it...' Felicity said.
Mia raised her eyebrow. "You do realize that it is wiser to find acquaintances and enemies sooner than later, don't you? 'Know thy enemy, know thyself', I have to make connections, otherwise there'll be rumours that I don't need going around the social circle."
Felicity leapt down from the seat, before walking out of the door, only to crash into a pair of feet, causing a black-haired boy to trip.
Timmy walks into the hallway without looking, and *BAM!* He was tripped by someone, "Fudge!" and he hits his head on the shaggy floor carpet.
She floated him over to the nearest compartment, letting the owl perch on her arm. Then, she went outside before coming back in quickly, a goblet filled with water in her hand, before splashing some of it onto his face.
"Are you alright?" she asked.
Mia turned around, her wand tip glowing brightly as she pointed it towards the new-comer. Then, she started as the black-haired boy spoke. "Oh! I'm sorry, but normally people who trip over Felicity end up knocked unconscious."
She turned towards the new-comer, bewildered at her smile, her expression starting to slip as she repeated her question.'Exactly how many students are this friendly and talkative?' she wondered, before tucking her wand away. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mia Grey, pure-blood heiress to the house of Grey. May I know your names?"