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Lucius V. Todd

"Now then my friend, would you like a drink ?" WIP

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a character in “Magnus Grex School of Witchcraft and Wizardry”, as played by Cookiiie

Description

Lucius V. Todd

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Basic Info

Name:Lucius Todd
Age:16
Gender:M
House:Arietem
Pet:Black Cat
Birthplace:Boston, New York

Likes
  • The Daily Prophet
  • Musicals
  • The Dark Arts
  • Classical Music
  • Transfiguration

Dislikes
  • Being lied to
  • The ministry
  • Herbology
  • Teachers
  • Defense against the dark arts

Personality
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As an ENTJ, your primary mode of living is focused externally, where you deal with things rationally and logically. Your secondary mode is internal, where you take things in primarily via your intuition.

ENTJs are natural born leaders. They live in a world of possibilities where they see all sorts challenges to be surmounted, and they want to be the ones responsible for surmounting them. They have a drive for leadership, which is well-served by their quickness to grasp complexities, their ability to absorb a large amount of impersonal information, and their quick and decisive judgments. They are "take charge" people.

ENTJs are very career-focused, and fit into the corporate world quite naturally. They are constantly scanning their environment for potential problems which they can turn into solutions. They generally see things from a long-range perspective, and are usually successful at identifying plans to turn problems around - especially problems of a corporate nature. ENTJs are usually successful in the business world, because they are so driven to leadership. They're tireless in their efforts on the job, and driven to visualize where an organization is headed. For these reasons, they are natural corporate leaders.

There is not much room for error in the world of the ENTJ. They dislike to see mistakes repeated, and have no patience with inefficiency. They may become quite harsh when their patience is tried in these respects, because they are not naturally tuned in to people's feelings, and more than likely don't believe that they should tailor their judgments in consideration for people's feelings. ENTJs, like many types, have difficulty seeing things from outside their own perspective. Unlike other types, ENTJs naturally have little patience with people who do not see things the same way as the ENTJ. The ENTJ needs to consciously work on recognizing the value of other people's opinions, as well as the value of being sensitive towards people's feelings. In the absence of this awareness, the ENTJ will be a forceful, intimidating and overbearing individual. This may be a real problem for the ENTJ, who may be deprived of important information and collaboration from others. In their personal world, it can make some ENTJs overbearing as spouses or parents.

The ENTJ has a tremendous amount of personal power and presence which will work for them as a force towards achieving their goals. However, this personal power is also an agent of alienation and self-aggrandizement, which the ENTJ would do well to avoid.

ENTJs are very forceful, decisive individuals. They make decisions quickly, and are quick to verbalize their opinions and decisions to the rest of the world. The ENTJ who has not developed their Intuition will make decisions too hastily, without understanding all of the issues and possible solutions. On the other hand, an ENTJ who has not developed their Thinking side will have difficulty applying logic to their insights, and will often make poor decisions. In that case, they may have brilliant ideas and insight into situations, but they may have little skill at determining how to act upon their understanding, or their actions may be inconsistent. An ENTJ who has developed in a generally less than ideal way may become dictatorial and abrasive - intrusively giving orders and direction without a sound reason for doing so, and without consideration for the people involved.

Although ENTJs are not naturally tuned into other people's feelings, these individuals frequently have very strong sentimental streaks. Often these sentiments are very powerful to the ENTJ, although they will likely hide it from general knowledge, believing the feelings to be a weakness. Because the world of feelings and values is not where the ENTJ naturally functions, they may sometimes make value judgments and hold onto submerged emotions which are ill-founded and inappropriate, and will cause them problems - sometimes rather serious problems.

ENTJs love to interact with people. As Extroverts, they're energized and stimulated primarily externally. There's nothing more enjoyable and satisfying to the ENTJ than having a lively, challenging conversation. They especially respect people who are able to stand up to the ENTJ, and argue persuasively for their point of view. There aren't too many people who will do so, however, because the ENTJ is a very forceful and dynamic presence who has a tremendous amount of self-confidence and excellent verbal communication skills. Even the most confident individuals may experience moments of self-doubt when debating a point with an ENTJ.

ENTJs want their home to be beautiful, well-furnished, and efficiently run. They're likely to place much emphasis on their children being well-educated and structured, to desire a congenial and devoted relationship with their spouse. At home, the ENTJ needs to be in charge as much as he or she does in their career. The ENTJ is likely best paired with someone who has a strong self-image, who is also a Thinking type. Because the ENTJ is primarily focused on their careers, some ENTJs have a problem with being constantly absent from home, physically or mentally.

He has many gifts which makes it possible for him to have a great deal of personal power, if he doesn't forget to remain balanced in his life. They are assertive, innovative, long-range thinkers with an excellent ability to translate theories and possibilities into solid plans of action. They are usually tremendously forceful personalities, and have the tools to accomplish whatever goals they set out for.

History

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So begins...

Lucius V. Todd's Story

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It was a new year at Magnus, for both Aberforth and his students. He studied looking out of the window observing the meadow tree's. These students would know him for half of their lives, and he was intent to lead them away from the darkness he himself had fought. His brother,mother and his sister all died fighting..And one day so would he.

He began to walk back and forth in his office as the letter from the ministry of magic floated, in the air. The letter written on a piece of parchment paper stated : "Dear Mr. Aberforth Dumbledore. After the death of your brother Albus, one who was considered to be one of greatest wizards of all time has left you Hogwarts..In is dept to takeover as headmaster."He picked up the letter and threw it into the burning fire.

Aberforth looked as the burning ashes erupted from red to green sparks. It was so beautiful yet misunderstanding. He pulled out his wand and stepped back waiting for whatever would happen. In such error the dear Ms. Hermione Granger jumped from the flames.

He looked at her disarmed his wand."Hermione..I was hoping for Harry to come. Although you have the smart of no other..always the outstanding of the bunch you are."She smiled at Aberforth and gave him a slight hug. Without any hesitation she handed Aberforth a small elixir and smiled lightly."The ministry..believes they've found something. Something dark."She smiled at Aberforth and looked with great honesty and integrity.

You-Know-Who...I hate to say it but there is something, someone rising up against us. And they believe hogwarts is no longer a priority. A man who was questioned believed he met death itself who granted him immortality."Aberforth looked at hermione and smiled."Its rubbish. Hogwarts and Hogsmeade is no longer my home. Today is the arrival of the first years..remember your first year ?"

She nodded."Yes. But america is no battleground..Hogwarts was nearly destroyed by Lord Voldemort. And we can't let an imposter or worse death eater ruin the wizarding world. I will speak with the order and we will decide what our next move is."She walked back into the fire and left Aberforth with even more to decide. Was hogwarts safe ? And was Magnus safe ? Time would soon tell..

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Lucius got off the boat and started to finish eating his flavored beans. He sighed and spit out the bean with disgust. He had gotten a soap flavored bean, but he was really saturated on getting a strawberry flavored one. He looked at Magnus with slight disgust in his eyes."I wonder..all the filthy mudblood's crowding up by the dozen here, if anything i'm awaiting to finish off the dead."

He ran up to his dormitory room and looked out of the window. He could see two people, a boy and a girl playing quidditch. He looked at his shoes and nodded in agreement."This year would be quite the best..seeing as though I might be captain of the quidditch team, and maybe I could be the greatest wizard to ever live."

He picked up his wand And aimed it towards his wooden broomstick. He shouted "Accio broomstick." It suddenly fell down from atop of Lucius's bed onto his right hand. He gripped it tight and smiled in the distance.

This year..every mudblood and every half-blood would bow down to him. The purebloods, like Lucius would reign in terror over the students of Magnus Grex...Soon.

Lucius threw his broomstick onto his bed and followed the other students into the great hall. He had shoved one of the boys from gryffindor. He believed his name was James but it wasn't much of a worry to him. If anything was to be expected it was the house cup Lucius would hold in his hands, for his house would win the cup.

He smiled over at Aberforth who was about to deliver his speech,one he seemed to give to the first years almost ever year infact. Lucius watched in silence as Aberforth began to speak, waiting for the amazing food beginning to appear.

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Vladimir Yeager

Vladimir sat quietly, pushing the food on his plate with a fork, avoiding it like a dead animal. His mind wandered from today's classes and the continue glares from other students. They must of known who is already, 3/4ths a pureblood***. Or because his eyes. Vlad makes a note to himself to thank the girl later with the pretty blond hair, but that can wait. Right now he had to deal with the food that magically appeared before them.
Pumpkin pie, rat stew, turkey lugs and pea soup weren't in his sign of 'appitizing.' They were mostly found in the more Northern forest, like the middle states, Vlad grew up on the sea food. His stomach growled in lack of food to the idea of the delious crab father would catch, or the shrimps that Mr.Owler would bring over from the shipping docks.
"Fame"(Latin:Hunger) He whispered quietly with the Latin word slipping from his mouth, as if it was water. The sound of his stomach stop and the pain went away, so Vladimir pushed the plate away. The blue eyed boy felt a stare at the back of his head, so slowly his turn his gaze behind him. A boy from the table behind him stared as if Vladimir was standing out of the crowd.
He sort of was, because of his eyes.
Vladimir decided not to try and talk to him, recognizing the boy as Lucius Todd, a pureblood. Shrugging as he stood up, he made his way back to his House of Vulpes. He put one hand into the large pocket of his robe, letting his fingers brush against the potion bottles.

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The plane ride to California from New York had seemed, to Veronica Smith, a lifetime and a half, at least. As usual, the girl has taken the trip alone, while her father stayed back to care for her mother. She has often thought that a rather good, if a bit depressing, movie could be made about her parents, who went to having it all to being in an almost entirely one-sided relationship within a matter of weeks due to a bacterial infection. Of course, the only time she thinks of such things are when she is alone, and is trying to distract herself from something- in this case, the person who sat next to her, a snob whose skin still clung to the scent of his skin. Typically she'd describe it the other way around, scents clinging to skin, but in this situation it seemed more appropriate to flip the norm. It did well to distract her as he prattled on about something supposedly fascinating, ignoring every sarcastic remark she made in regards to it.

Yes, the plane ride had been excruciatingly slow. However, everything lurched back to real time the moment she had set foot on the boat to return to what she had come to considered home in the truest sense of the word: Magnus Grex, School for Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is the girl's sixth year at the school, the sixth year in a legacy of mischief and midnight adventures. And, of course, she is very close to finally reuniting with the dearest of her friends, and a few who are less dear and yet associated enough with Magnus Grex that she can like them well enough. She remains inside for most of the boattrip, doing a poor job of hiding her great dread for boats and the splashing of waves against the ship. Because of this, she fails to see any of her friends at first, too unfortunately preoccupied with keeping down the contents of her stomach: two cans of sprite and a bag of pretzels.

Finally, her feet are able to touch solid, and magical, land. Being muggleborn, Veronica doesn't really get a good deal of exposure to magic during the holidays. Sure, there are places in New York where magic runs thickly, often disguised as eclectic apartment buildings or strange little shops, but they can hardly satisfy her near insatiable thirst for all things magical. The thing about not growing up in a magical family is that one never takes it for granted- Veronica surely doesn't. Were she religious, she'd thank god every day for her powers. As it stands, she is merely grateful to whatever happened that gave her the magic gene.

Her good mood is shut a little bit when she hears the word mudblood being muttered somewhere in her vicinity, but just as Veronica turns, she misses whoever murmered that accursed slur. A good thing for them, as she would have not hesitated to cast some rather nasty curses for them- and plenty of the teachers, given the explanation, might have softened their penalty for such rulebreaking. It isn't as though the school is staffed exclusively with purebloods, after all.

Picking herself back up quite easily, for she never has been the sort to sulk extensively over things, Ronnie heads to the Great Hall, cutting through throngs of underclassmen, every now and then going up on her toes to try and find a familiar face. Eventually, she finds Sebastian and Anna, two people that, unfortunately enough, always seem to be together. Despite her fondness for Anna, she can only just tolerate Sebastian, and even then makes little effort to hide her dislike for the fellow.

"Anna! Hey!" she calls out, ticking the girl's sides from behind before swinging around to face her. "Heading to Vulpes?"

Then, seeing that Aberforth is about to begin, "I'm going to go grab a seat," before leaving to sit at the Vulpes table with the others.

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Ivan, as it happens, is something of a fan of boats. But then, he's been living in California since he was young, and on the coast, meaning that he has no problem with waves. In fact, he lives on a part of the coast that isn't too far a distance from Magnus Grex, and could probably pitch in for Christmas at home and then come back the next day if he wanted to- it can't be more than a few hours' trip, really, made only faster should he go by floo powder or, perhaps, broom. The latter is incredibly unlikely, of course, because the wizard boy has no fondness for heights whatsoever- in fact, it's a phobia of his, and the reason that he has, despite loving the stars, always dreaded Astronomy class. When it is in the tower, anyway. Classes in the grass below are much more tolerable, really, though of course he would never admit this to a soul. It simply wouldn't be prudent, and Ivan is, if nothing else, a very calculating young man. It's simply in his blood to be.

It is also in his blood, as the grandson of a Veela perhaps, to be an extroverted sort of fellow, and he thus spends the majority of the boat ride chatting with other people- mostly other 5th year Arietem students, though there are a few others with whom he speaks for a bit. Small talk, which is dull, but a very effective way to invest minimally in relationship investment and get more out of it. Relationship investment makes it sound a lot colder than he is, for being an Arietem does not automatically equate cold-bloodedness, but it is a term that he uses, though only privately. It wouldn't do to make it seem as though he only views things based on what he can gain or lose- though this is, in many cases, a quite accurate description of his decision making process.

When the boat comes to a halt, he takes his time getting off, still enjoying the sea breeze. Wind is, more often than not, the closest thing to cold weather he can get in a place where people take out gloves to wear if the temperature drops below 70. He hasn't visited Germany in at least two years, but a bitter comparison between it and California, weather-wise, continues to persist in his mind. He far prefers the snow to the sun, as one might clearly have guessed by now.

He walks around for a bit, making conversation here and there, before finally making his way towards the great hall. Ivan isn't the sort to plot pranks against first years, but not because he doesn't find it amusing at times; he just isn't really the sort to dirty his hands in such a manner. Shrewd, after all. He can still be allowed a smile when he sees a first year's face turn white as snow after an elder student mentions something to them, a wicked glint in their eye. It's a third year from Arietem- he believes her name is Hollis, but can't be certain, and doesn't care enough to verify at the moment. Instead, he continues forward, knowing that the sorting ceremony should begin soon.

He takes a seat next to a student a year above him, Lucius Todd. "Evening," Ivan greets him.

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Aberforth looked over to the 1st years and welcomed them all with a toast of butterbeer in his cup. He walked down the platform steps and watched as the 1st years began to be sorted. They were all so young to Aberforth, all going through what he went through at Hogwarts, And even Aberforth couldn't resist the temptations of being headmaster.

He looked at all the students and smiled."Now..To all the students that couldn't make it we understand the delays. Here at Magnus Grex we take care of our own as if we were all family. And that's where the magic begins. As classes begin tomorrow we will expect all students to be on time, no later than 9:10 a.m. We have four houses. Ferre,Vulpes,Cervus and Arietem all competing for the house cup that is won every year.

I must say however that to the older students, set an example for our younger students and also follow the school rules. These rules are updated every year. No sneaking about the corridors and dormitories losing your trousers."
They all laughed.No unforgivable spells are to be taught or learned either. I trust all of you, so much that I believe in your talents.Your skills.Your charms. The path to success is the goal, and the goal is the key to everything."

Now, to the exciting parts. We will be having multiple clubs this year. Herbology,Dueling,Potions,Charms, and the most popular one among the students, the four quidditch teams."
The students all jumped up in excitement as Aberforth laughed again, almost falling over his cloak.

"Now..unless I'm boring you all to your immense death I shall say it once, not twice. Let the Magic..BEGIN !!"


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Rae waved back at James just before the headmaster began his speech. Now, to the exciting parts. We will be having multiple clubs this year. Herbology,Dueling,Potions,Charms, and the most popular one among the students, the four Quidditch teams." Rae glanced to her side, noticing Sam had made her way to the table at last. "You made it! Did you hear? My Herbology club was approved!" Rae grinned broadly to her friend, her voice vibrating with excitement. The headmaster announced that the feast had started, and instantly food materialized in front of them.

Knowing that Sam's attention would be quickly, if not immediately stolen, Rae added lightly, "You know I helped a first year in here earlier. She seemed terrified of the sorting ceremony. Something about an older student told her the Sorting Hat would take a bit of her hair if she was nervous.." Rae tried to look upset, but it was too great of an effort to keep from smiling. "Can't imagine who put that into her head..."

The feast was as grand and delightful as it was every year. True to form, Ra had woken up midway through to poke his head out of her cloak and settle into her lap; accepting the meat scraps Rae secretly fed to him. As dessert took the place of the main course, Rae glanced over to see if James was almost done eating. She couldn't see him very well from where she sat, so she pulled out a scrap of magical paper and sent a hummingbird origami fluttering over the tops of the other students. The tiny bird landed gently in front of him and unfolded itself.

Hey, did you hear that my Herbology club got approved? You're joining, right?! How was your break?

Rae glanced over to Sam as the other Cervus' enjoyed their desert. "I'm going to head back to the dorm. Want me to claim our bunks again?" Rae considered Sam one of, if not her only, best female friend. Veronica was more like her older, smarter, sister and James was a guy so he didn't count. There was something special about having that one person in your house that you could talk to and do everything with. Over the summer, Rae hadn't been able to visit Sam due to her internship with her mother and then volunteering with the muggles and coming back to school early for Herbology.

Rae waiting for Sam to answer and then stood, holding Ra in her arms. She made her way out of the hall, as a few people had started to leave. On her way out, she caught sight of Lucius- the boy she had been asked to tutor in Herbology this year. He was talking to someone, but she couldn't see the male's face because his back was to her. At the same table would be Sebastian, so Rae quickly directed her attention elsewhere. In no particular hurry, Rae headed out of the Great Hall.

The halls were alive with chatter once again. It was refreshing and comforting. Rae gently put Ra on the floor to walk along side her as she made her way towards the dorm tower.

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Lucius smiled over as Aberforth finished his long dreadful speech."Herbology ? Her-Herbology ? Are you serious ?" He laughed and began to eat his food knowing Harvey would follow in lead."If anything what we need is a long's night rest from his hairy beard." Lucius chuckled as the students sitting next to him laughed, some dropping bits and pieces over their robes.

After he finished eating he watched the 1st years being escorted to their rooms all by one. Lucius ate the last piece of his blueberry muffin and whispered to one of the Arietem students."Death Eater meeting by 9. Bring all of your youngest recruits by the quidditch post. I believe we are going into the tunnels tonight."

Lucius walked out of the corridors and spat on the ground by the mudblood girl, Veronica. He smirked and jogged outside of the corridors making sure he was unseen.

He ran until he could no longer breathe. He suddenly walked up to the group of boys all cloaked as Lucius smirked to himself."And what is this ? 1st years ? You brought children into the group ? He pushed one of the 1st years onto the ground and looked upon his face."Agriplio." He shouted as the boys memories invaded Lucius's mind. He stood up and looked down upon the small boy."Joane' Flutnick. A half-blood."He sighed and looked towards the rest of the group.

And now, do you see squirrels ? These 1st years are tempted. Not all can be trusted. The poor boy stood on his weak legs and yelled at Lucius."You can't hurt me...I-i-..i'm going to tell Dumbledore about your club you jerk !!" Lucius stood back and ran upon the boy, smacking him hard, his hand hitting the boys cheeks with anger."How dare you ? Oh but I had forgotten...Lucius looked towards his other members.

"Tell your mother..and your father I said welcome to Magnus, Obliviate !! A green spark of light hit the boys face and caused him to fall asleep. Lucius began to walk back into the school, hoping he wouldn't be detected. He smiled the whole way muttering the same word over, and over."Forget..Forget..Forget.."

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Anneliese was tapping her fingers lightly on the seat next to her in tune to the music blasting from her headphones. With her head resting on the train window, she watched the scenery zoom by in a blur of color. Her cabin was slowly starting to fill up with students, a few of them familiar faces she'd seen in her previous years at the school. The rest were the first years, fumbling about with their things in confusion.

Anne would usually have been more talkative, but for some reason, she just wasn't in the mood. Her stomach was a pit of anxiousness and excitement. Although she had been attending Magnus for a many number of years, she still couldn't help but be nervous. Her thoughts drifted to what the coming year would be like.

Her train of thought was interrupted by a tentative tap on her shoulder. Taking the earphone out of her left ear, she looked up at the person who had called her attention. It was a young girl who looked to be another first year. "W-Would you mind if I sat here?" she inquired quietly. "No, not at all," Anneliese replied with a smile. The girl gratefully sat down, but seemed to be wary of the while ball of feathers sitting in Anneliese's lap. Callidus turned his glittering eyes towards the girl and let out a piercing screech. The poor girl almost jumped out of her seat. "Don't worry, he's harmless," said Anneliese. "Aren't you now?" She playfully poked Callidus on his beak, to which he ruffled his snow white wings and turned away.

When the train arrived at its destination, Callidus perched on her shoulder as she got her stuff and headed towards the boats. She settled in a boat with some others and it headed over the water to the school grounds. Callidus hopped onto the edge of the boat and carefully inspected the water. By now, the stream of students entering the school had thinned out, as the ceremony had probably already begun. Her train must've been late. She walked into the great hall and quickly found a seat at the Arietem table with Harvey, Lucius, Ivan and Sebastian.

As quickly as she had come, the ceremony ended, and everyone started herding the first years to their respective dorm towers. With a sigh, Anneliese got up and joined the mob of people surging out of the grand hall.

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As soon as Aberforth started talking Sam's head started trailing off, it was a habit of hers; she got distracted far too easily. Yet, her ears were wide open as soon as he mentioned the clubs they would have for the year. As always, Sam had signed up for most if not all of the clubs, she genuinely loved every and each one of them; though she couldn't quite hide Quidditch and Dueling were one of her favorite ones. The rush she felt at chasing the golden snitch was a rush she'd never felt before, it had been years now that she had been the Seeker and she loved every year of it.

It seemed she wasn't the only one who was excited when she noticed Rae grinning like a child happy that they had approved the Herbology club that year. Sam would have teased her friend about the Herbology club but her attention was immersed into the delicious banquet that has magically appeared in front of her eyes. As if she had been starving for ages, she immediately grabbed a delicious looking pizza that she had to reach from Rae's side. She immediately stopped when Rae spoke softly, "You know I helped a first year in here earlier. She seemed terrified of the sorting ceremony. Something about an older student told her the Sorting Hat would take a bit of her hair if she was nervous.." Sam let out a huge proud grin at her friend's attempt to hide her own and felt overjoyed that someone had found her little mischief. "Can't imagine who put that into her head..." Rae continued and Sam let out a small giggle, "Preposterous, these seniors are getting worse with the years" Sam said trying to sound most posh faking a British accent and raising her pinky finger as she grabbed the small teacup with chocolate that had been placed in front of her.

Sam started eating as if there would be no tomorrow, she made sure not to eat much of a single thing so that she could try most of the delicious feast she had before her eyes. She had to stop to take a five when her stomach was already too full and almost in pain; strange as it was, no matter how much she ate she never gained a pound. It was then she noticed Rae getting ready to leave, so as soon as she asked if she wanted to be in bunk beds she immediately nodded with a wide smile. "What would I do without you Rae" she said endearingly. In truth Sam loved Rae, she was the living impersonation of what a Cervus should be, kindness, compassion and everything that is good. They had been friends ever since she could remember, almost if not for the same amount Anna and Sam had been friends.

Sam loved both Anna and Rae, though it was obvious they were very different, but they both were part of her life and Sam loved them both equally as if they were of her own blood, the sisters she never had. Sam only wished that Rae could have visited her in the Summer, things were always boring without her or Anna, even when her five brothers were a handful, having a sister was a whole different story.

It would take her more than five for recover from the immense feast she had given herself, so she just sat back and waited for more students to leave the Great Hall before she too headed towards their dorm.




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Alessa listened to Aberforth as he informed everyone of the rules, classes would start no later than 9:10am, she'd be there at 7:30am sharp. After all she hated being late to class, or anything for that matter, and if there was anything to avoid the crowds she'd do it. As soon as he had finished his speech the delicious food magically appeared as it did every year. Alessa couldn't say she had not missed it, she had never really gotten a meal cooked from her aunt, other than the cheap microwave food she always seemed to love; the food at Magnus was the closest thing she had ever gotten to a homemade meal.

She began by eating the pumpkin pie and ate slowly, enjoying every flavor identifying every ingredient. She had a habit of always eating desert first, a habit which she would definitely not quit under her own determination. As soon as she had finished eating but two slices she had enough, she wanted to exit before everyone did so the two slices would have to suffice until the next morning.

She stood up swiftly, moving carefully as she exited the Great Hall. She wondered who'd be her roommate for the year as her past roommate had already graduated the year before. She hoped that she would have to do but a simply introduction and that would be enough socialization... for as much as possible. With disdain she started walking towards the Ferre's girls dormitory, she didn't get too far ahead before she noticed a familiar face. "Lucius" she said acknowledging the young Arietem. They had taken classes together before and had talked but a few times; Alessa was not one to begin a conversation, let alone socialize, but if there was something Alessa could acknowledge was potential and power, he had both.


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Boats? Fuck that. The seventh year glided over the waters separating the school from the world with ease. Her shoes were inches from the surface of the water as her broom zipped her across the body of churning liquid. As her hair whipped around her face, Katarina let her mind drift away. This would be her last year in school. Now that she was seventeen she was free to use magic as she pleased, on or off the grounds. It was beyond thrilling, but something inside her felt twisted. Was it her heart? Her gut, maybe? What was the nagging feeling inside her telling her that something terrible was happening. She was graduating. How could that be anything other than wonderful? She'd finally be free! She'd never have to see another filthy mudblood ever again if she played her cards right and only associated with the classiest of purebloods.

She arrived at the school and landed quietly on the grounds. With a twist of her wrist, her wand sent her bags flying to her room- along with her broom. Another flick and her hair was once again pristine. Can't walk into the school for the first and last day back with broomhair, now can she? Pocketing her wand, Kat strolled into the dinning hall and slipped onto the end of her table just as the headmaster started to speak. She was greated by Kindle and Kimberly, twins in her year, who she tolerated for company's sake. After all, just because she was a bitch didn't mean she wasn't popular. "If you two keep stuffing your face like that you're going to get fat," Katarina sighed, poking at her own plate with the end of her fork. The twins looked up, faces stuffed to the brim with the delectable food of the feast. Kat flicked her eyes up to their faces, and grinned. She was just kidding, of course, so they went back to eating. Kat turned her eyes back to her own plate. It wouldn't be terrible of they got fat. It would make her look even skinnier.

Katarina let her eyes scan down the length of what she thought of as her table. All the other members of her house seemed to be one of two things; chatting away with friends or looking incredibly broody. There was Lucius, a sixth year who had started some sort of 'secret' club; though everyone in the house knew about it. Her nose wrinkled just slightly. He had a lot of growing up to do, but his heart was in the right place. Then there was a fifth year sitting further down. Her name was slipping Kat's mind, but she was pretty sure it started with an A. Anna, or something like that [Anneliese]. Kat rarely associated with underclassman, so the girl was of no real interest- especially because she was a halfblood.

Looking further down the long table Kat could see another student whose face she couldn't see. She didn't have to see his front. She'd know those golden curls anywhere. Harvey. Her dark hues watched him from across the table. His eyes were scanning the crowd, like a bee sampling the nectar of every flower. A small smile tugged at the corner of her lips, but she resisted as she watched him. The smile slowly began to turn as she noticed his eyes had stopped and he had a certain look on his face. A look she didn't appreciate. He was staring at someone. Her eyes followed his line of sight, landing on the Cervus table- landing on Samantha. Her left hand grabbed the bench she sat on as she attempted to keep her gaze cool and aloof. What was that feeling? Jealousy? Of that little nobody?

If her eyes could have set Samantha on fire- they might have. When she forced herself to turn away, Harvey had already moved on to scanning their own table. Possibly looking for her? Instantly the clenched tightness on her chest lifted. She shouldn't be so stupid. Harvey would never sink that low. Smiling, Kat slipped out of the bench- receiving concerned looks from the twins. "One sec. I'll be back."

Kat slipped down the row between her house and another and slipped her way between Harvey and one of his boys- Quin. She liked Quin, he had a similar mind to hers. Harvey was just finishing a question, “..help me think of a harmless prank to pull on the first years before Quinton decides to boil them in oil.” "I'd say Quin's a genius. Did he actually suggest that for this year? Though only for the mudbloods, of course. I have something else in mind for the pures, as I do every yea- Oh, Harvey don't look at me like that," Kat trailed off with a sigh, placing her elbow on the table and her chin on her palm. "I was joking, and my prank is harmless. It's the moonlight walk, like we do every year. Are you boys joining us?" Her eyes cut over to Sebastian and Quinton, a grin lifting her cheeks. "Anyway, you boys think about it. You know where we'll be. We're meeting in the tunnels after for some butterbeers to celebrate the first day back. Seventh years only. Quin, please tell me you made it through the gates with my surprise? Bass, you have to go. If you don't, Harvey will have to drink alone, and well.. we all know how that goes.."

She was teasing, of course. As she stood she let a hand rest comfortably on Harvey's shoulder if allowed, and looked over the boys once more. "See you tonight. Bring something fun." With a smile, Kat walked back to her seat. Hopefully the boys would come. Sure, getting a little tipsy with the girls was always fun, but the more mischief makers around the better in her book. Besides, she could really use the distraction.

When the meal was over the trio, often called the KKK behind their backs, stood and headed towards the beach. It was a tradition. On their first night back the three, and sometimes selected invited guests, would go down to the water and jump naked off the docks. It had been a dare their first year- by a seventh year then. A girl named Miranda. Pureblood and extremely cruel. She had told the girls that if they truly wanted to be accepted into house- they would have to jump into the water off the dock.

Katarina led the way, trailed by the twins and four first years they had stolen away from the group to take with them for the plunge. It was a cruel joke. This year the seventh years wouldn't be jumping in. They'd wait for the first years to disrobe and then steal their robes and force them to walk, or run, back to the dorms naked. The memory of how cold the air was on her body during her own initiation made her smile all the more as Kat led the group of unsuspecting first years down to the docks. Kat crossed her arms in front of her, struggling to hold her patience together as she waited for a herd of Vulpus to pass by. "Where are we going?" The question was from a shy blonde girl, who twisted her robes in front of her nervously. Pureblooded, but a coward. For now. She had the promise of being great- Katarina could feel it. The little dove had nearly cried when she sat under the hat. The first year had not let go of her pale hair for even a moment- as if she were afraid the hat would eat it. Stupid girl.

"You'll see."


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As Lucius made his way back inside the school he turned to his right, where he had noticed a few students swimming. He ignored the bunch and walked back inside without hesitation. He starting walking on another step, as it changed towards another platform of steps in line. As soon as he'd made it to the Arietem portrait he sighed. The painting came to life with decorations and art changing moments within a sudden blink.

The picture, itself was a portrait of the grim reaper. It was quite a horrific figure, no meat on his skin and only a hood to cover up it's nakedness. The painting stood straight and kept it's eyes on Lucius."Password ?" Lucius started laughing."I need no password. Now let me in, or i'll rip your painting to shreds. He stepped forward and kicked the painting repeatedly without any remorse.

Lucius could feel the hair's on his back stand tall. He turned around and found himself facing the Cervus prefect,Jane. He started to laugh and pushed his hand through the top of his hairs head. He bowed and kissed her on the cheeks, hugging her in response."Well well..if it isn't my little follower, Jane. I'm sure there's a reason you've been following me...all the way from the quidditch post to the common room painting yes ?

Jane nodded. She was a 6th year girl, same as Lucius. He knew she had a crush on him, even after they dated during his 4th and 5th year. She was a tall girl, with blonde hair and a couple of brown highlights in her hair. Her personality even fitted that of a Cervus student. Quite bubbly and witty altogether.

"I should tell Aberforth...about your group you know ?" Lucius nodded. He looked back at the painting and replied."If you were going to tell him, then why aren't you already on his doorstep..Oh..I hope you aren't still desperate for my attention. He snickered.

Your a prefect, and you know every house password correct ? Jane nodded."And so you know how to get me inside correct ? She nodded again. "Lucius..I will but..if I do..I wanna see your room. Lucius started laughing and nodded in agreement. Jane walked towards the painting and whispered."Cold Bonks."

As the painting door opened Lucius kissed Jane and smiled. "You know...you always came in handy." He brushed his hand through her hair and closed the painting door, laughing harder than ever. He literally had zero feelings for the kind girl, although he used to have feelings for her..He guessed they just faded away.

Lucius loved using people for his advantages but he just felt so dirty these days. He walked towards his bed, putting on his pajamas and laying his wand onto his bed. He got under the covers and closed his eyes.. falling fast..asleep.



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The Professor was walking down the steps, eating the last chocolate frog from his collection. He began to wonder about his new class. One in which, was different every year. He had taught some of the best in America. With even his own children becoming fantastic wizards and witches throughout the wizarding world.

As he made his way to the classroom most of the students he had encountered on his long walk were greeted with care. He smiled and glared at them, with some obviously showing off or trying to hard to impress the professor. As soon as he had walked in he used his wand and started laughing."Seats ? Quills ? Paper ?...oh students..have you already forgotten who I am ?" He dropped both of his books on a desk and started to write on the green board with charcoal.

As he was writing he began to sound out the words."Defense..Against..The..Dark...Arts." He dropped the charcoal and moved his desk against the wall. Argus hated having to reintroduce himself to the classes every year, but he couldn't reform himself from announcing his own name.

"I am Professor Argus the Fourth and I..will be your teacher, friend, and hopefully your best chance of becoming an auror." He tugged onto his shirt with his right hand and pulled out his wand. He waved it over the blinds, watching as they all closed, darkening the room with an overshadowing shade of black. He looked at the students, now changing his facial expression to that of a living statue.

"Move the desks against both of the walls.."




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Lucius woke up, sliding out of his bed. He began to put on his school clothes and looked into the mirror, smirking at his fuzzed hair. He fixed it in a few places, even though his hair always seemed to be in the same shape he could always curve it. Always. Lucius grabbed a few books for his first class of the day and began to walk towards the classroom.

He bumped into his buddies from the pureblood group. Mills and Keenan they were. Both were a year ahead of him, something Lucius did enjoy knowing. Lucius looked over at them as all three of them entered the classroom, seeing all the other students until Lucius could spot the one girl he despised more than anything. Lucius whispered to Keenan and Mills.

"Just a warning..the mudblood could make you smell like rotten shit." They all laughed and sat together in the front row..looking back as the girl were all marooning over the new boy. Lucius chuckled at all of the girls and sighed towards the boy."Hey kid..watch out for the girls..they sure do know how to steal your little frog these days." He rolled his eyes and began to move his desk over to the wall following the other students moves.

Lucius already hated Mr Argus within seconds. Doing something productive was just something Lucius hated. Probably because of his lazy tactics he almost always had someone work or do something for him. Something Lucius might as well be known for these days in Magnus.

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Cassius shyly smiled at the girl next to him, trying to stifle his joy at having his toad returned to him. He flicked his attention quickly from Odin's saviour to Odin himself with large thankful eyes. It was simple to distract him, however and the flapping of wings and a soft voice pulled Cassius' attention forward, "Mind if I sit here?" the voice said.

The girl, who had large, blue eyes, was smiling and looked very friendly but nonetheless Cassius began to panic, 'Why is she asking me? I'm not in charge.' Embarrassed and returning to his usual shade of scarlet, Cassius exhaled into a pained looking smile. "Sure," he managed to get out, recoiling slightly and looking the new girl in the eyes before flicking back to Odin and keeping his head down.

Cassius focused on calming his nerves as he looked at the toad, he hadn't expected more than one person to approach him in class. 'Maybe it will be good for me,' he thought in between short breaths. It may be good for him but it felt a lot like anxiety.

Soon after, a third voice came from behind him, but this one Cassius knew. The blonde Vulpes girl was there, obviously just returning from breakfast. She glanced at him and Odin before taking her attention to the other two girls, not that Cassius minded, he was happy recovering from being surrounded by people. He heard the blonde girl mention supremacists but ignored it, worried it would only lead to more trouble.

"It's good to have you back, buddy," he whispered to Odin, who stretched his legs in response and croaked.

The three girls who were talking around him were all very different looking, but emphasized one of his beliefs about America and how it differed from back home. Everyone was beautiful no matter what. Taking quick glances at each of the girls before focusing back on Odin, Cassius felt like an extra in a film and it only made him more nervous.

It wasn't long before the classroom had filled up and the teacher marched in and flicked his wand. Cassius watched wide-eyed like a child in awe as the room went dark, even letting out an audible "wow."

A blonde boy from the front of the class turned and sighed at the girls, making a comment, Cassius assumed it was a joke. He let out a friendly yet embarrassed I don't know if I should joke about them yet laugh and began to help move the desks, making sure the box with Odin in didn't fall.

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Rae Ki Bae



Rae looked up as the boy rushed over and scooped up the toad from the box. "Odin!" the boy chirped. Now that he was closer she could see he was Cassius- the new student from across the seas. She had heard about him from the Herbology professor. 'He'll need a friend, coming all this way. And muggle-born, too!' Rae could still hear her favorite teacher's voice in her ear. So, this was the new muggle born student. She was fascinated by him already, as she was with every muggle and muggle-born, something she inherited from her mother no doubt. "Where did you find him?" The broad smile on his face made her heart melt. Helping people is what she lives for, and the look on Cassius' face was like a child on Christmas morning. "Between the Vuples and Cervus dorms... Actually, Ra found him.. My cat." "Thank you!" Rae giggled a little and shrugged her shoulders. "You're welcome."

There was a gentle silence between them for a moment, and then his ears started to turn an interesting shade of red. Rae frowned, tilting her head to the side. "Are you okay?" "I'm sorry, I am just happy to see he's OK," Cassius replied, his voice significantly softer than it was before. "That's alright," Rae was quick to say, "I would have panicked if I lost Ra. He's my best friend." Not it was her turn to blush, but she managed to smile through it. "That's terribly lame, isn't it?" Cassius didn't get a chance to respond- because a dark headed girl from Arietem; Anne, if Rae remembered correctly, came over and asked if she could sit beside Cassius. Rae tilted her head to the side, confused as to why an Arietem would want to sit with a muggle-born and a member of the Cervus house. To her memory, Anne had never tried to talk to her or sit with her before.. in fact, her house had a bad reputation for being particularly cruel to Rae's house.

True to character, Rae smiled anyway and pushed the prejudice aside. "If you want to," she said warmly. "Sure," chimed in a very timid-sounding Cassius. Rae glanced over to him and offered him a smile, hoping that it would reassure him that he had nothing to be nervous about.
"Wicked Witch of the West's in our class this year, I see,"
Rae turned around, noticing that Ronnie had come to join them- sitting just one row back. Rae grinned at her, "Oh, be nice. She's not that bad." A sentence like that might have meant a lot more, coming from anyone else. Coming from Rae, it didn't mean much at all, since Rae might have said the same thing about Voldemort himself had she ever met him. She had a terrible habit of seeing the good in everyone, despite the number of things they've done wrong."This year would've been a lot lovelier without having supremacists in our class," Ronnie went on to say.

"It's good to have you back, buddy," Rae overheard Cassius whisper to Odin. She blushed a little and decided against commenting. At least she wasn't the only one who had that kind of a relationship with her companion. Just then, the professor came in. "Seats? Quills? Paper?...oh students..have you already forgotten who I am?" The professor slammed his books down on his desk, causing Rae to jump just slightly in her chair. In truth, the students were all a little confused this morning- the class schedule had been changed last minute due to a staff problem, so no one really knew what they'd be doing today. Rae twisted around in her seat to whisper to Ronnie, "Am I the only one who thinks having us all in the same class is a little strange?"

"Defense..Against..The..Dark...Arts." He spoke as he wrote the words, then dropped the chalk and began moving his desk against the wall. Why he was moving it by hand confused Rae to no end. Why not just charm the desk to move itself against the wall, like any of the other professors would have done? "I am Professor Argus the Fourth and I..will be your teacher, friend, and hopefully your best chance of becoming an auror." Rae glanced over to Cassius who was looking rather nervous. "He's not as bad as he seems," she whispered to him, before turning her attention back to the teacher. The professor pulled out his wand and closed the blinds. The room was engulfed in shadow and Rae frowned a little. How were they going to be able to see? "Move the desks against both of the walls.."

"Wow" Rae glanced over to him, noticing that he looked like he had just witnessed magic for the first time. "It's just a simple charm," Rae explained in a gentle whisper. "I can teach it to you later, if you want." She then looked to the professor who looked like he had frozen solid- his face a stern mask. Rae glanced at Cassius and shrugged, putting her things away and picking up her desk and carrying it beside Cassius over to the wall.
"Hey kid..watch out for the girls..they sure do know how to steal your little frog these days." Rae nearly dropped the desk, but regained her composure quickly. She wanted to protest- that she had certainly not stolen the frog, but she knew better.

It would only cause problems if she bit into the bait and went along with his game, so instead she ignored him. Cassius' laugh sounded a little strangled and as she sat the desk down she looked up to him. "Don't mind him. He jokes like that with everyone. He isn't really that nice of a person sometimes, too, but... He's really smart." She lowered her voice and gestured for Cassius to follow as they joined the other students who had started to form a semi-circle around the teacher. "Don't let him know you're muggle-born, okay? Just... don't. He'll only want to... joke with you more." Rae turned her attention back toward the professor as she stood by Cassius.


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"Rae, you'd tell me that Hitler and Voldemort had some good in them, if asked," Ronnie responds, but she smiles affectionately at Rae, whom she views as a younger sister of sorts- one she never had, being an only child.

As soon as Lucius and his brood entered the room, Veronica's eyes narrowed slightly. If she were a cat, the girl's hair would probably be standing on edge and she would have hissed, no doubt about that. The pureblood supremacists of this school are all rotten scum to her, but none so personify this hateful bigotry so much as Lucius Todd. She had heard of a death eater in the war against Voldemort named Lucius- it wouldn't surprise her if he was the foul Arietem boy's namesake. It would suit him well enough. She has no doubt that the boy would kill every muggleborn, or worse, if he had the choice- and the scheming look in his eye hints that he's trying to gain enough power to hold say over that. Looking at him doesn't give her chills- it just makes her feel like something slimy and stinky just slunk by. And as far as she's concerned, it did. Overhearing his comment about her scent, her blood boils. Unlike Rae, she isn't as kind towards those that insult her.

"They would know, wouldn't they Todd- having their noses so far up your boney ass," Ronnie retorts, giving him a dirty look just before the instructor enters and quickly makes it clear how this class will be going for the rest of the year. The fact that toad boy had laughed, even awkwardly, at their pitiful remark irritates her slightly, but she dismisses it on the fact that he's new here. Still, there must have been these sorts at Hogwarts as well, right? She overhears Rae's whisper and twists to face her, "Definitely not. Are we short on staff? Budget cuts?" Before the conversation can be continued, the teacher instructs them to push the desks against the wall. She likes him already.

Ronnie moves her desk to the edge of the wall along with everybody else and then returns to be standing by Rae. Hearing her reassurances to Cassius, the blonde girl frowns. "Sugarcoating it a bit, aren't you, Rae?" she whispers so that only her friend beside her can hear. "Let's just hope that the year goes without necessitating a few. . .revenges," Ronnie adds, but a grin makes it clear that she is hoping quite the opposite. It simply isn't a year here, not really, without messing with a few of Lucius and Katarina's brood.

Now focused more on the instructor, Veronica pulls out her wand -12" mahogany with a dragonstring core. She loves it dearly, and has since it first chose her, for that is how things go after all, at the American equivalent of Olivander's. It's flexible, loyal, and can work very well for transfiguration. By her second year, Veronica had named her wand: Gordon. The name may or may not have derived from Babs Gordon, and by some extension Police Commissioner Gordon, but she doesn't openly advertise the fact hat she named the wand.

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Fiona Brand


At the front of the class, Fiona was not noticed by most of her friends. Before their eyes fell on her, they would fall on someone closer to the door, missing her completely.

This did not last forever. Some of her Ferre friends finally noticed her, making fun of how she’d pulled out paper and quill before they even figured out which class they’d been sitting through.

“I can’t remember a thing if I don’t write it down,” she said.

They fell into a casual conversation as the room filled. Fiona spat out responses robotically, filling in the conversational gaps as they arose, but not really hearing or listening to her friends. Her disinterest did not show on the outside, she seemed to anyone looking, to be the same old Fiona, just chatting away.

The word mudblood pulled her away, and she focused her attention for the first time since people started filling in the room.

"I don't need your head blocking my view of the board," West. Ugh.

The poor first year almost spilled her bag on the ground in her hurry to move. The small red head was one of Fiona’s first year Ferre.

“Sit here,” Fiona called, pointing to the desk right behind her, smiling then casting a scowl at West.

She wanted to use her authority as a prefect to reprimand West, but West was a seventh year, and a spoiled rich kid. It was better to let it alone.

“Arietem house is mostly full of jerks,” she said to the first year, “Everyone hates them.”

The little girl blushed again.

As if proof of her point, another Arietem jerk, Lucius Todd, sat down only a few seats from her along with his cronies.

The moment the professor strode into the room all chatter stopped. He was a tall man, and though he wasn’t burley, there was a strength to him. He held himself with a confidence that was hard to ignore.

Fiona sighed and felt a acidic pang of anxiety in her stomach when he ordered the desks aside. She’d been hoping for a simple lesson to start the year. Some theory, maybe a discussion, not any practical spell work that demanded and on the spot performance.

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"Don't let him know you're muggle-born, okay?" the girl beside him had said. He hated the word muggle, it just caused trouble. It was in part to the use of muggle and mudblood that Cassius was so withdrawn in the wizarding world, just hearing it made him feel uncomfortable. Why wizards cared so much about blood always confused him, he could work as hard as he liked but still wouldn't be good enough. He knew as much about magic as anyone (except the practicalities that often escaped him) but it didn't matter to them.

'Wait...' Cassius thought, 'How did she know my parents aren't magical? Has everyone already started talking about me? The young wizard started fidgeting with his hands by his stomach and shot his eyes to his feet, baring his teeth anxiously. He flicked his eyes between the standing students to see if any were talking about him or laughing, fortunately they were not. The two next to him were whispering about something, but the blonde girl was grinning and occasionally glanced at one of the other boys, so Cassius ruled himself out of that one.

In his first few years at Hogwarts, Cassius had considered not telling anyone about his parents, 'Tell everyone they are wizards and no one will wonder anything,' he had thought, afterall, he was clever enough to appear to have a magical background at school. He had scrapped the idea almost immediately, however, because he felt like he was betraying them by pretending they were something they were not, he certainly wasn't ashamed of his parents and shouldn't lie. It seemed however, that at Magnus he had no choice in the matter, word had seemingly already gotten around.

'Maybe it isn't all bad though, the girls seem friendly.' They obviously didn't care about his blood, or were doing an excellent job at hiding it. Breathing in slightly Cassius summoned what courage he could get and whispered quietly to the girl who had returned Odin, "My name is Cassius by the way."

She had clearly heard about him before, as she knew about his parents, but Cassius had no idea if she knew his name. Not that it mattered; it was the act of introducing himself that sped his heart, dampened his palms and curled his lips into a small, proud smile.

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She hurried through the hallways, once she finally reached class she hurried inside. She crossed her fingers in hoping the professor wasn't there but as soon as she entered she saw a professor already introducing himself to class. "Move the desks against both of the walls.." he said, Samantha was somewhat grateful everyone was standing up to move their desk and hoped the professor wouldn't quite notice her tardiness. She helped an underclassmen with her desk and smiled at the young girl, she seemed like an Arietem from Sam was standing. Sam then noticed Rae was sitting down with a new student and Veronica, she noticed that the frog was now on the new student's hand and smile knowing that Rae would make sure to find the owner.

Finally, Sam looked for Anna and Sebastian to join them, but before doing so she headed towards Rae where she smiled and waved her, finally when she was close enough she whispered "good morning!" hoping her friend could understand what she had said.