School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

[Ace]

Rules:
~ You can have up to three characters. And they can be anything like a student, teacher or Death Eater.
~ Anyone can use the Harry Potter characters, just make sure to keep them in character, for example, Dumbledore can't be a senile pedophile.
~ No godmoding. Meaning you can't be an expert at all the freaking spells known to wizard kind.
~ Don't forget to make a character profile for your character(s).

Setting:
- at Hogwarts of course, other places like Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley can be used too. (basically anywhere that was used in the HP books and movies).
- this is all going on before Harry Potter existed, so Voldemort is still all powerful and being a jerk to everyone. It's the "dark times" as Serious Black calls it.

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Ace was taking a break from getting his school supplies in Diagon Alley, he took a seat outside of the pet store and took a look at some owls through the window. He was taking interest in a solid black one and a every small yellow and white barn owl next to it. But he already had a rat, and everyone knows owls and rats don't mix. Besides, he didn't even have any extra gold to spend on one.
Feeling he took enough time for his break, he continued to the bookstore to collect the books he would need as a second year Griffindor at Hogwarts.

[Eiva]

Just as Ace was coming up on the bookstore he saw a Black Owl with white markings perched on the sign above it. The blond girl standing under the sign seemed to be trying to get it down. "Come on ShadowLyn just come down. I'm sure that cat hadn't ment to bite your tall feathers." she said in a coxing tone.


The Bird looked at her and whooed softly. "Yeah I know she's nothing like Sabastion but he's not here right now." she obviously understood the owl.

[Prixal]

“Amenti!” Prixi yelled as the cat ran away. “Get back here and apologize for that!” She stopped where the blonde girl was. “I’m really sorry for her behavior,” She said. “Amenti just can’t stop causing trouble, ‘round here.”

She chased the cat into the bookshelf afterward, no time to wait for a response when a certain black cat wasn’t supposed to leave her carrier. “Get back here! I know you don’t want to, Amenti, but you need to go to the vet for your shots BEFORE the train leaves us behind this year?” Not paying attention, she ran right into Ace. “Oh!” She stepped back. “I’m sorry- hey, you’re that boy from Gryffindor last year…” She’d done well to brush on some quick pink blush today, otherwise the natural blush would have shown. Damn her 12.5% pixie genes that made her so easily attracted to people. She didn’t even know the boy’s name from last year and still thought he was made of diamond or something. ~Lord, Prixi get a grip!~

[Ace]

A cat and an owl? Not good, he thought, and took Smokey the rat off his shoulder and into his large book bag for safety.

Ace took a good look at the girl who just ran into him and recognized her. "Oh yeah, I know you." He remembered seeing her in some of his classes last year. "Your...Praxilla Sol right? You didn't like potions class either."

He then looked over at the other girl, who was trying to coax her owl down. "Here", he said, and handed her a piece of cracker from his lunch, "maybe your owl will come down for this?"

[Eiva]

"Oh...uh thanks" she says and holds up the cracker "Shadow it's alright see?" she says sweetly and the owl perches on her shoulder taking the cracker. "Oh and no need to worry about your rat....Shadow is a vegetarian"

The blonde looked at the other students and then shyly looked away she was supposed to be waiting for someone. Only one problem the letter hadn't said who to wait for and then Shadow had gone crazy. Absently she pet Shadowlyn and looked around "I just realized......I'm incredibly lost...."

[Prixal]

“Oh,” Prixi said, getting the damn cat into her carrier. “Just follow us, we’ll get you to the station before 10 a.m.” She locked the carrier up and smiled. “And YOU,” she said to her cat. “will stop getting yourself out of there or I’ll put a bell collar on you.”

The cat mewed like a whiny child.

“You heard me.” She said, picking up the books she was going to need. “Anyway, we’d better hurry, its about 9:45 now.” Then she laughed at the irony. “Ha! It’s nine and three quarters!"