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Sebastian Queen

"Monsters are real...they live inside us..." WIP

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a character in “Magnus Grex School of Witchcraft and Wizardry”, as played by ChloeB223

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"Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win."
~ Stephen King



Basic Knowledge


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/Full Name/
Sebastian Lucas Queen


/Nicknames/
Bass, Queen (sometimes jokingly), Snake, and a bunch of other colorful things depending on who you are
Keep 'em coming!


/Age/
17


/Sexuality/
Heterosexual


/House/
Arietem
Something wicked this way comes, or some shit like that


/Pet/
None
Not much a pet person at school. The only ones I really tolerate are the dogs we have at home and Annie's.


/Quirks & Habits/
Cracking his knuckles when he's bored or irritated| Tapping his fingers against a hard surface as if he's playing the drums| Running a hand over his hair when he's trying to get out of trouble or nervous| Biting his lower lip when he's flirting



What You See


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/Height/
6 ft


/Weight| Build/
160 lbs| Muscular
It's pretty much all muscle


/Eye Color/
Chocolate Brown


/Hair Color/
Jet-Black


/Full Description/
Bass is a very handsome young man standing at six feet straight with a well-built form. When he first came to Magnus, he was what girls concerned cute; tall and lean. It was obvious he was athletic, but not that much so as he still had a baby face. Now, though he does have a tendency to have the innocence of a child on his face when he wants to, Bass is definitely turning into a man. His shoulders have become broader and he has a more muscular build with hard muscles bulging from his arms and his abdomen being segmented into six. He has the V that girls apparently drool over, though that was definitely not on his mind while he was working out. He is not so built like a body builder, but he can be quite intimidating and strong.

His skin is light and tans quite easily and his features have sharpened over the years. No matter how much he narrows his eyes at people or grins lasciviously, his chocolate brown eyes will always be his most defining feature as they have not lost their ability to show his true emotions. When Sebastian first arrived, his hair was longer, shaggier. Now, it is styled in a short cut and is spiky-looking, but soft to the touch. His lips are naturally pink (damn them!!), firm. He has two tattoos. One is on his left pectoral and it is the Celtic cross. Around his right arm sits the Celtic knot.



Underneath the Surface


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/Personality/
{Impulsive, Easily-Jealous, Protective, Short-Tempered, Calculating, Charming}
Work in progress...


/Fears/
Losing Annabeth| Drowning Not the best of swimmers. It's crazy, but I only truly go in the deep end when there is Anna with me| His Father| Winding Up Alone


/Hobbies/
Having Sex| Working Out| Playing the Piano| Messing with Annabeth


/Likes & Dislikes/
Caribou Coffee
Cheesecake
Dark Arts
Playing the Piano
Listening to Music
Remaining Active
Having Sex
Alcoholic Beverages
Sleeping In
Annabeth
Frozen Yogurt
Leather Jackets
Early Mornings
Black Coffee
Mixed Signals
Being Rejected
Competition
Clingy Women
Family Expectations
Mind Games
Dishonesty
Being Woken Up
Cigarette Smoke
Feeling Challenged



Journey Into the Past


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/Birthplace/
Norfolk, Virginia


/History/
Sebastian came from wealth and prestige. His mother, a former Arietem, served as a Muggle politician, the mayor of Norfolk until this year. Her side of the family once served under both Queen Anne Boleyn and Queen Jane during Henry VIII's reign and owned a great deal of land in England. To this day, they still do and when he was younger, Sebastian would visit regularly, especially at his grandparents' estate. However, at the time that he was conceived, she was madly in love with a muggle by the name of Richard Queen.

Richard's family had to build their way to the top in America. A family that had struggled since the Great Depression, the Queen family finally struck gold when one of their own opened up a restaurant with family recipes. It was a hit when prices were so poor and they really appeased the masses who could barely afford their rent with their leniency. Years later and the Queen Soul Food was a hit in the southern state! They had opened up three cooking schools, one of which that became an actual institute for college students. They have several different stores across the world, including two in South Africa and three in Japan. One side of the family focused purely on cooking and connecting with customers; the other side (Richard) focused on the corporate world and the institution.

As a child, Sebastian wasn't too informed about the magic world. His mother honestly wanted him to have a normal life while his father told him tales of his mother's abilities, abilities he was never supposed to share with the boy. But it was Sebastian and it was not hard to see that Sebastian was a spoiled child. Whatever he desire, he received without question. His grandparents were the only true discipline he had until Sebastian threw a fit one day and his father laid down the rules. It was when he was ten that his father became less lenient and more strict. It could be due to the fact that, at the time, Bass' mother had just been announced as mayor of Norfolk. All the stress of parenting and taking care of their son was upon Richard's shoulders and the two males clashed.

Richard expected Sebastian to want to join the family business; Bass just wanted to be left alone. He was still young; he had time. But then the announcement of his acceptance into Magnus came and all thoughts of the family business left his head. Finally, he could get away from home and stay that way! He could do what he wanted. Bass came in as a lean boy with a baby face that most girls could not resist. When it came time for sorting, there was great confusion for the sorter. Bass had a great capacity to become a Ferre and yet...the sorter could see the sneakiness in him, the capability to betray and the ambitious soul beneath the charming smile. So, he was placed in Arietem. It was nerve-wracking at first, being placed within a house that a lot of people disliked. But Bass found that he fit in quite nicely.

However, there was one person in particular that actually puts him in his place on a regular basis. Annabeth Heiman. She was a beauty and the first time he saw her, Sebastian swore he could fall in love with her. Probably still can, but his feelings for her aren't something he wishes to discuss or mull over. It makes his head hurt. He and a few other Arietem members were screwing around with a Hufflepuff when Annabeth pretty much slapped him across the face. She could have used magic. There had been talks about the pure blood being quite talented, even as a first year. But she stood her ground and hit him and then proceeded to tell him off. The others were irritated by her; Sebastian was captivated. It would prove, later, that this friendship was probably one of the best things that ever happened to him.

Years later and he is a seventh year. Gone is the smooth baby-ish looks of his youth and in their place lays the chiseled form of a man. His family still expects him to join the family business and he just might, but Sebastian's temper and impulsiveness has only grown in the years. His only saving grace is his friendship with Anna and even that can come to an end if he pushes her too far. But he refuses to lose her - he won't lose her. Even if that means her has to use magic on the witch.



OOC


Do you know much about the Harry Potter Universe?: To be completely honest, not as much as other players probably will. I watched all of the movies; THEY WERE SUPER AWESOME!!! But I don't know all of the names, so I'm doing some background research just to give myself something to start with because I would love to do this RP.
How often do you get online?: I can't give you a specific time, honestly. I usually get on whenever I have a break.
How often can we expect you to be able to post?: Mostly every day and if it's a good day, maybe more than once or twice.
Password: Cooper Cauldron
His Wand: This beauty right here!

So begins...

Sebastian Queen'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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"Come on mum, we've talked about this" Sam said to her endearing mother, who like every other previous year, complained to Sam about allowing her go to Magnus Grex. Since the beginning, she was strongly opposed to her attending a magical school, which according to her was a 'prominent and constant threat'. Sam would have probably believed her had she not been always so overprotective; truth was that to Sam, it was simply another way for her to nag. She knew she couldn't blame her though, with everything that had happened; it was a miracle that Samantha was still able to attend.

Sam was thankful to her father, who often encouraged her ways when it came to magic. He worked for the ministry and wanted for her to know about the magical world and for her o become prepared. It was a shame that she was the only one in their family who could do magic, besides her mother and father, which was more of a reason why she wanted to take advantage of her abilities. Ever since she had found out about magic and what she could do, magic had become her world.

It took her about half and hour to calm her mother down and her father took care of the second half. Sam was already late for her train, no surprise there, she didn't even have her supplies yet but she was sure ready to leave home and head to school. Sam missed her friends, and missed being able to use magic; after all she wanted to learn everything she could when it came to spells, charms and all the actual practice of magic, she'd deal with the theory later... much later only if she absolutely needed it.

She was already part of every group and association she knew of, she couldn't wait to see Anna, who surely must have had interesting stories about the time they had been apart. Sam couldn't hide her wide smile as she entered the train and sat down with a group of students, by the look of their faces in awe, surprise and a mix of nervousness; all freshmen. "Hey there, children" she said teasingly, she couldn't be but a few years older but the thought made her giggle, "I'm guessing all of you are first timers?" she asked with a friendly smile.

As soon as she teased the freshmen for a while and scared them about how supposedly the sorting hat every now and them took a bite at student's hair if he as much noticed nervousness in their voices she headed outside. Finally after having a good laugh, she was on her way looking for Annabeth who surely must have been accompanied with by Sebastian. They were a strange trio, that much was obvious, Anna was a Vulpes, Sebastian was an Arietem and Sam was a Cervus but somehow they got along. The train was already on the move, which made Sam's steps a bit sloppy and made her almost fell, finally after not too much struggle she heard her voice not too far from where she was standing. She opened the door of the wagon almost falling and with a playful smile, "I guess it's going to be a bumpy ride." To Sam, it seemed like it had taken forever to reach their next destination, she was never one to stay still in one place and wanted to get to school as soon as possible.

Not too later on, students arrived at the dock; it took only a few minutes before they moved some of the students to one of the many boats where students would soon enough would be officially in their first day back in school. Sam was already anxious to see what they would give at the banquets, her stomach was angry and ready to growl. It would only be a matter of minutes before her juvile and playful mood changed as it always did when she was hungry. "Damn, I had almost forgotten about the sorting hat..." she whispered remembering the freshmen from before. "Why can't they give us our food before they choose houses" she said disappointed before her mood started sulking.

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"I swear, your grandmother hates me," Sebastian complained as Annabeth continued to laugh at his expense. It wasn't really hilarious in his eyes and if not for the fact that he loved her laugh, he would have totally done some kind of spell or something on her - rules be damned.

"Oh, sweetie! That was your fault!" Annabeth chided between her giggles, recalling the way her grandmother pretty much murdered her best friend with one single glare. Truthfully, it had been more than one glare. After a of begging and pleading to both parental parties, Sebastian spent the entire summer with Anna. She showed him her village and the nearby castles. They swam, sampled wine, attended festivals, and actually stayed in each other's presence the entire time.

And her grandmother hated it.

Of course, Sebastian had tried to be his charming self, grinning at the elderly woman and trying to be as respectful as he could in her presence. But his constant flirting with village girls, his lewd comment about the dancers at one of the festivals - a traditional festival honoring former witches and warlocks, mind you - and just his presence angered the older Heiman. She saw him as nothing more than a troublemaker seeking to corrupt her precious granddaughter. And she wasn't shy about letting him know it. Even as they said their goodbyes at the train stop, her grandmother politely pulled him into an uncomfortably tight embrace and warned him that if he so much as made Anna cry, it would be the last thing he saw. Sebastian wasn't scared, but then again, who wasn't threatened by a sixty-year old woman who didn't have to use magic to kick your ass?

"But seriously, she's just incredibly protective," Anna decided to say after a minute, smirking at the small pout Bass gave her. It still astonished her that not a lot of people saw this playful side of him. He was childish when he wanted to be and it was adorable. Speaking of childish and adorable, where was Sam? "We're kind of all we both have left - the richer family members provide money, but nothing more. She's...my grandma. I wouldn't be here without here." The serious look on her face and the cloud of emotion in her now green eyes caused Sebastian to feel uncomfortable and he rubbed the back of his neck to avoid eye contact.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah; I know. Don't get all sentimental on me." Anna fixed him with a look as Sebastian waved off the moment and punched his arm only for them to somehow start a tickle fight that he was definitely winning. It must have been her laughter at him touching the underside of her ribs that got her female best friend's attention because before she knew it, Sam was entering the wagon. The girl struggled to stand straight and Anna reached over to pull her into the seat opposite of her and Sebastian. Without fail, though, she hugged the girl.

"Hey, beautiful!" Finally, Anna settled into her seat and nudged Sebastian's side, prompting him to greet Sam with more than just a simple nod of acknowledgement. He offered a subtle, "Hey," before nudging Anna, smirking victoriously that he won another bout between the two of them. She glowered before turning back to Sam. "Can't wait to start this year, though. I got bored some time during the summer." Anna ignored him when Sebastian cut his eyes at her, fighting the urge to smirk.

Score:
Annabeth: 1
Sebastian: 1

When they finally arrived, Sam commented about the sorting hat and eating. Anna smirked and linked arms with her friend, letting Sebastian carry her heavier bag and opting to grab the rest of her things.

"Oh come on, be fair. How do you think the other upperclassmen felt having to wait for the rest of us to get sorted?' She reminded her and kept walking. Sebastian smirked.

"Besides, what's better than seeing a kid sitting in that chair ready to piss his pants at the talking hat?" Sebastian added, recalling one of the freshman members of Arietem last year. The idiot literally had a mental breakdown simply because the hat couldn't decide for the longest and he actually had to beg. Anna remembered that fairly well and shot him a dirty look. Sebastian only smirked and winked at Sam.

Good times.

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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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No sooner had they reached the Great Hall had Sebastian been ready to leave Anna's side. He nodded at a few of his house members in acknowledgement before yanking Anna in the air, twirling her in a circle while embracing her before walking away with a smirk on his face. She squealed when he did it. Anna stared dazedly, trying to get her wits together.

"I'll get back to you later," he called over his shoulder and proceeded to greet his house members. Anna only smiled, turning around just as she felt fingers ghost of her sides. Another squeal escaped her followed by a fit of giggles as she came face-to-face with her good friend Ronnie.

"Hey, love! I'm heading over now!" Anna shot an apologetic look Sam's way and hugged her quickly as she saw the headmaster get ready to speak. "We'll hang out after this, Sam, promise!" With that promise in the air, Anna scurried over to the Vulpes House table, greeting a few members and taking the seat beside Veronica.

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Sam wasn't surprised as Sebastian left with his house members without telling her a thing, she let out a smile as she too was trying to see if she could recognize anyone from her house. As soon Sebastian did the dramatic twirling to her best friend, Sam could spot someone else in the crowd, Veronica. Sam smiled at Vic as soon as she approached, she had seen her before with Anna; after all they were both in the same house, and though she wasn't exactly on close-terms with her, any friend of Anna was a friend of hers. Sam said nothing when Anna reassured Vic she was leaving to sit with her in the dinning hall, but as soon as she hugged her and gave her the 'I'm sorry'-look, Sam shrugged her noise in disapproval of her betrayal and gave pouted her lips like a child being left behind.

As soon as her friend was out if sight, she too moved closer to her own house hoping she could at least find someone to sit by with. It was then when she spotted not another Cervus but an Arietem, Harvey, Harvey Sparshott. They had barely said but a few words when they were barely in their second year at school, but he had left quite an impression on her. They would have probably never talked had Sam not found his cat Maine roaming around nearby her dormitory.

Sam was grateful that the cat had a beautiful name tag with Harvey's name, which made it that much easier to return her. They barely shared a few words other than him thanking him and her teasing him about losing his pussy, but Sam couldn't help but to feel drawn to Harvey. So as soon as she spot him nearby other Arietem, she couldn't help but to smile before she too sat down in the first Cervus seat available; after all it was only a matter of minutes before Aberforth began his entrance speech. Besides, the sooner they got over with all the spectacles the sooner Sam would be eating her delicious pizza.

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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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Harvey slumped back in his chair, staring absently at the ceiling, trying to decide how much trouble he would get in if he skipped his whole first day of classes to go surfing. It would mean detention for sure, from each of his teachers, but that might just be worth it to start out the year right.

He decided to start a list of all the things he would not miss about this place. First thing - the old man’s self important speeches. He couldn’t even look at the old man without picturing their meeting at the end of last year, when the Headmaster had laid out just how much of a failure Harvey really was.

Oh sure, he hadn’t used those words, no one ever did, but that’s what they meant. A tragic waste. Yeah, well, this year would be a tragic waste if Harvey had to spend it listening to more of Aberforth Dumbledore’s speeches.

Of course he might also need to start a list of the things he would miss. That would mostly be a list of names. His eyes drifted across the room to Ronnie at the Vulpus table. Now she was great. Always up for some fun, always looking for a new adventure. Yet somehow she never seemed to catch trouble for it like Harvey did. She’d be on the list.

Then there was Sam and the Cervus table. Seeing her smiling at her friends, Harvey remembered the day in his second year, after he’d looked high and low for Paris, his maine coon who’d run off. He sat dejected in the courtyard, about to cry in front of most of the school. Sam had walked up, grin on her face, the huge orange cat balanced on her shoulders like a fur boa. She’d found Paris hiding roaming around the Cervus dormitory.

Yeah, he liked Sam, she’d go on the list.

Then there were the boys, his fellow Arietems, his dorm mates. People who’d explored the castle with him, who’d shared jokes and excitement. They were a cocky bunch, and if you asked Harvey, with good cause. Maybe he would put up with more hot air from Dumbledore if it meant more time with the boys.

“Hey Bass,” he leaned over to Sebastian Queen, who was trading flirty looks with a couple of his friends, “help me think of a harmless prank to pull on the first years before Quinton decides to boil them in oil.”

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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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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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Katarina grinned as she watched Harvey lead the way- unashamed to be blatantly staring at him. Even if none of the first years went, he would have made this whole prank worth it just then. Even better, though, the first years did join in. Slowly, they took off their robes and made their way into the water. Eventually they were all splashing around and having a grand time. She would have loved to stay and watch, but... she had other things to do. Nodding to the twins, they gathered up all the clothes and wands and took off for the dorm with grins plastered on their faces. It was thrilling, and hilarious, and worth it. They piled all the clothes in the common room- wands and all, and left them there to go to their 'after party'. She sent the twins on ahead of her and waited by the dorm with Harvey's clothes and wand.

When the large group of bodies finally showed up she flicked her wand- snapping a picture, and then allowed them into the dorm. She handed Harvey his clothes as she grinned at him. "Someone's been working out. Come on. They're waiting for us." After he was dressed she led the way back to where the seventh years were- the twins had already started drinking and Quinton had not disappointed. He had managed to sneak in something a bit stronger than butterbeer.

How long it had been, she didn't know. She was thoroughly intoxicated and grinning as she lay in the sand, hair sprawled all around her because she had fallen during her dancing. Giggles bubbled out of her throat as she watched the twins fall all over themselves as they tried in vain to dance against the buzz in their system. Kat looked over to Harvey and smiled pointing to him as he melted in and out of focus. "You! You have to make sure I make it into the dorm tonight." Her words were only slightly slurred, but certainly slower than normal.

When the twins started to puke she knew the party was over. She reached out for Harvey to help her up and followed the group back to the dorm. Kat fell in against the curly blonde male and looked up at him, trying to figure out which one was actually him- the one on the left or the one on the right. "D-don't ever change.... mmm... mmkay?" She smiled and gave the side of his cheek a pat, then made her way up the stairs to the girl's side of the dorm.




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"DON'T!" Katarina snapped awake, breathing heavily and clutching the sides of her bed. Heart pounding, she slowly let herself sink back down into the bed, closing her eyes and letting out a long sigh. It was just a dream. Just another dream. The red headed girl still stared at her, every time she closed her eyes. Refusing to cry, Kat rolled over and hugged her pillow- looking out at the light coming in the window. It was just a dream. Just a dream..

She allowed herself to stay that way for about ten minutes, but then the twins were up and getting dressed. She joined them, following them down into the common room to watch everyone go to breakfast or head out to class early. After last night, Katarina didn't figure breakfast would sit very well with her, so instead she did something completely out of character- she scooped up her pet and headed to class early. Transfiguration. At least it's a fun class, she mused to herself as she strolled lazily down the hall with her book in her arms and her cat following behind her lazily.


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Rae had just finished giving Ra the last bit of bacon from her plate when Ronnie walked up. Rae was instantly glad to see her- she had missed her last night and hadn't had a chance to talk to her big-sister figure. "Ronnie! Hey!" Rae stepped out from the table to stand, slipping Ra into her robes and picking up Lemongrass' box. "Hey, Rae- where'd you find that frog? I know someone who is looking for one," Ronnie said calmly as she took a bite out of a pear. "Oh, who is it? I found it last night, I've been looking for the owner." "New kid- don't know his name. He should be in our first period, though, so you can see if it is his then." First period.... what time was it? Rae glanced to her watch and gave a little squeak. "We're going to be late!"

Not one for being late, Rae closed the box on her guest pet and offered Ronnie a smile. "See you in class!" With that, she rushed off to the classroom. She couldn't start the year off like this- being late to her first class. She had to work hard at her grades as it was. She wasn't lucky like Ronnie was. Ronnie was just naturally gifted at being brilliant- it was what drew Rae to her when she first met the beautiful blonde.

Rae made it into class with a couple minutes to spare. She figured Sam would be sitting with Anna and her evil sidekick Sebastian, so Rae took a seat further to the back. Admittedly she was a little embarrassed that she never knew any of the questions the professor asked. She would have her quill write them all down so that she could make note to answer them later or come back to them. In the empty seat next to her, she sat the box containing Lemongrass. He had behaved pretty well at the breakfast table, so she opened the lid so he could look out. She muttered a binding spell under her breath, putting a breathable, see-through shield over the lid of the box- just in case he got any squirrelie ideas about jumping out and taking a tour of this part of the castle.

As the students poured in, Rae tried to take notice of everyone. Did any of them look new? Had she not noticed one before? Surely it wasn't a first year. Ronnie would have called him a first year. A pale looking boy with stunning blue eyes walked in, looking lost and perhaps even a little flustered. She had never seen him before. She bit her lower lip and tried to remember if she had actually never seen him before, or if she had just never noticed him. From the box, the toad had started to croak and hop around- almost as though he were excited about something. Rae looked to the box with an arched brow, and then back to the dark haired boy who looked like he didn't know where he could sit. "There's a free seat by me," she called with what she hoped sounded like a friendly voice. "You, ah... you aren't missing a toad by any chance, are you?" She'd go out on a limb. The worst he could say was no, and she'd just look like a weird pet-rescuer. She'd been called worse.





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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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Anna obediently set to moving her desk towards the walls when Sebastian suddenly loomed over her, a big and taunting smirk on his face. She scowled. Instead of acknowledging her expression, he reached down and plucked the desk out of her hand, chuckling as she proceeded to pout and mumble about how she got it. Truthfully, she probably did. He didn't doubt it. It was just easy to mess with her.

"Calm down, Smurfette," Sebastian chided gently, the smirk ever present. Anna was nearly stunned into silence, eyes wider than normal and mouth left open. It was actually a comical sight...that is, until her face contorted into another scowl and she rolled her eyes, turning her full attention to the teacher. Sebastian laughed shortly. "Ignoring me now, Annie?" Anna sent him a scathing look to which he grinned.

Sebastian was only taunting her because Anna had missed breakfast for the first time since their first year. It was his fault, if he were to be honest with himself. The night before last, they pretty much spent the majority of it watching movies despite her protests. It was pretty much day time by the time they fell asleep and it wasn't like there was any real sleep had. There was last minute packing on both parts and a rush to get transportation back to school. It was a lot. And the only reason he was truly awake and in a teasing mood was because he knew she wasn't.

As backwards as it was, it was how they functioned. Anna smirked.

"Yep," she retorted, slipping past two first years she recalled meeting last night. They were great distractions from Sebastian's laugh as she made her way over to Veronica, hopefully not interrupting a conversation as she politely greeted the blonde. Pardon me. Morning, Veronica."