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Bianca Tristaine

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"Of course, we still have room for one more after you." Bianca smiled as another girl joined the group. It was going to be way different for her. "I've never seen this many girls before. I only have brothers." She admitted. Bianca wasn't very lady like, even though her mother would have loved to have a proper little lady for a daughter. Apparently, her mother had been brought up as a debutant practically. Her eyes looked at the dark water and back at the other girls. "So, are you girls excited? Do you have any preference on classes? What are you most excited to learn about?" Bianca's personality was really shining through at the moment and her stomach felt like it was full of butterflies.

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First Year | | Eleven | | Unsorted | | Single | | Metamorphmagus


Ariana's eyebrows furrowed, "Just for being blonde?" She asked. Never had Ariana heard of anyone being picked on because they had a certain colour hair. Ariana looked up at the glowing castle across the lake. "I don't think it'll be like that here," Ariana nodded, then looked back to Celaena. "I know that not everyone has my ability, but everyone at this school is magical... I don't think I'll be bullied much about the whole thing, maybe a bit because it's strange but...I...I don't know..." Ariana admitted as she stumbled over her words. She then nodded when Celaena asked about practice. "I'm not too sure if it's the same with every metamorphmagus, but I sure have to. The only thing I never had to practice was changing my hair, as it's always done that on it's own, as well as when I just think about it turning a certain colour, like this" As soon as Ariana said 'this', her hair changed to a fiery red. It spread from roots to ends, and then she changed it back to her normal brown. "My hair is the only thing I can change without really concentrating on it, everything else I've really had to concentrate and learn with. I've been practising the nose changing since I was four, and all I can get is a pig nose and a duck bill!" Ariana explained. She did wish that she could change her nose into something other than those two, but it was work and she was learning. Of course she could change other things, but it always took a bit more time and thought.


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My wand is springy and spiraled made of acacia wood with a fairy hair core and is 8.5 inches long. I am 11 years old. I am enrolled as a first year at Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry! And, I don't know what house I am to be sorted into... my big brother told me there are four and something called the sorting hat makes the final decision. [Wearing: Plain Uniform]

"A raging hippogryff? God, that sounds terrible," Cathy said. "I mean, I doubt many families and parents would be okay with sending their kids to a place that would endanger their students like that. Besides all I have done is small things. My mum is a witch and my brother is a wizard and my Dad came from a magic family and they all thought I couldn't do magic... I wouldn't think I'd be in good shape to go against something like that. Hmm... maybe a sphinx," She added with a smile, considering the fact that if sphinxes were real and like myths told she would just have to be able to get its riddle correct.

Shaking her head she listened as Eli talked about how attention is overrated and a lot of people teased him. And, he said that he would understand if he had man eating tentacles coming out of his face but as it was that wasn't the case. Though, apparently, Eli thought it would be cool if the tentacles existed as long as it didn't eat people. Is that normal thinking for boys? She wondered in regards to his comment about tentacles coming out of his face being cool. He also wondered if the squid would give us tentacles or something. She cocked her head to the side and said, "And wouldn't the tentacles be attached to the squid? I mean it seems weird for it to give up something that is part of it..."

She frowned and added, "And, from how I see it that most people tease and torment people only because they are unhappy with their own lots or are lonely themselves. Happy people don't make fun of other people..." Or at least that is what the obviously innocent blonde girl thought.

ʻHer bone structure screamsʼ

ʻTouch her! Touch her!ʼ

ʻAnd she's got the curse of curvesʼ

ʻI want someone provocative and talkativeʼ

ʻBut it's so hard when you're shallow as a showerʼ

ʻAnd from what I've heard with skin you'll winʼ

((Out.Of.Cuddles~ Please post going across the lake and then most to post here.))

My wand is springy and spiraled made of acacia wood with a fairy hair core and is 8.5 inches long. I am 11 years old. I am enrolled as a first year at Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry! And, I don't know what house I am to be sorted into... my big brother told me there are four and something called the sorting hat makes the final decision. [Wearing: Plain Uniform]

Cathy raised a brow when Eugene mentioned seeing a movie where a tentacle was playing a complex tune on an organ. She supposed it would be impressive but she was trying to figure out what movie would have that and even what genre it was in. "Sorry about the French," Cathy added with a smile. "I was hoping to find someone to practice with. And, just because you are raised in Scotland it would be silly to assume you hadn't somewhere picked up another language."

Before she could say more Cathy heard the woman who had led them there announce they were going to set off and they should relax and enjoy the view. Turning, her brown eyes grew wide as she watched the Hogwarts castle appear, its majesty contrasting against the dark night speckled with stars. She never realized there could be so many stars in the sky-then again she had spent her whole life in London so the city lights and pollution would naturally block some of the stars, not that she was registering that or might have. All she knew was this was definitely what a magical school should look like! It was like a fairy tale.

Still staring in odd at the castle she added to Jean, "I... I have never left London till today and for example I picked up Mandarin. Like I said you never know, I definitely am not Chinese..." she added with a small shrug, though most of her attention was focused at the awe-inspiring sight of the castle. To imagine that all this existed and she never knew anything about it! She watched the castle until finally the boats arrived at a wooden boathouse where the view was blocked significantly.





{OOC: Next post boathouse-make that the antechamber}

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At the command given by their guide, the flotilla of tiny boats skated across the mirror-smooth waters of the Black Lake, like water bugs upon a pond, and Dani glanced back to see the beach recede behind them, and she checked to see her passengers were doing okay. She held the lantern aloft, while Sassafras meowed piteously, and buried her face under Dani's armpit.

The boats glided across the waters, making little noise save for the slight gurgle of water splashing against the prows of the enchanted dinghies. Dani turned to face the front of the craft, and watched as the landscape rolled past, and as they departed the tiny cove, she got her first sight of the castle.

In all honesty, Aunt Bella told her precious little of what to expect, other than to tell her it would be an experience she would treasure always, and now Dani understood why. She figured the school wouldn't be situated in a traditional building, like the public school she'd attended not so many months before, but Dani drew a deep breath and her eyes grew wide upon seeing the many-spired Hogwarts Castle.

The castle looked nothing like the grim fortress of Castle Black, nor the wind-swept and rustic Winterfell, where the Starks dwell, but rather more like the sun-kissed castle of King's Landing. The castle, with its many towers and spires rose high upon a promontory, looking over the Black Lake, the lights from its many windows and galleries shone out like beacons in the night welcoming the tiny fleet as they were steered onward toward it.

Dani had started to wonder if this place even existed, and that all the changes in her life she'd endured thus far be for naught. All fears and doubts were quashed like the fog before the morning sun, her first sight of the castle erasing it with all alacrity. She wanted to get her Smartphone out to snap off pictures of the mighty fortress, but couldn't do so and hold the lantern aloft as well. Dani was content to stare at the castle in silence, scarcely daring to even draw breath, lest so slight a sound or action be enough to ruin this perfect moment.

Impelled as they were by their guide's command, the boats drew close to the cliffs below the castle, and it soon be clear their course would take them into an ivy-covered entrance in their stone face. Soon the lamps held by the students were the sole source of illumination as they were steered into the long dark tunnel beyond.

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Took your advice and did the opposite
Just being young and stupid
I haven't been all that you could've hoped for
But if you'd held on a little longer
You'd have had more reasons to be proud...

Location: Greenhouses
Time: Wednesday, Block 1, (Morning, 8:00-8:45)
In Company of: Herbology IV
Wearing: My uniform

We're supposed to swim in the lake? I don't think our uniforms are exactly the best swimwear...

Veronica had followed the directions and found she was the first to arrive at the lake. She crossed her arms and listened to the professor a bit intrigued figuring they would be studying some water plant of some sort. When she introduced the subject of Gillyweed, Veronica didn't get caught that off guard, she had read about it and its effects before. Yet when Professor Thorne introduced the topic of swimming in the lake and using gillyweed, Veronica almost choked in shock. She was a good swimmer-for years her Dad would take her to the beach for a week over the summer-or he did when he was still alive-but they were all wearing their uniforms, not exactly prime swimwear.

Considering it for a moment and thinking more or less 'What the Hell' and that she would have time to change before Cursebreaking, she shrugged off her robe, took off her boots and jewlery and belt, untied her tie, and then slid off her thigh high socks. At least this year she had started wearing the sweater vest, she figured a white shirt wasn't exactly ideal for swimming. Tucking her wand into the rolled up sleeve of her shirt she said stepping forward, "I'll give it a try. Advantage of growing up in Southern England, close to the ocean to learn how to swim well."

Taking some Gillyweed in her hand she waded into the water, wincing slightly at the colder water than she normally swam in and took a deep breath and swallowed the gillyweed, finding that it tasted a bit like seaweed or what she assumed seaweed tasted like and had the texture of water bogged spinich. In less than a minute she felt herself gasping for air and touched the side of her neck where there were gills, now, and she quickly dipped her neck in the water finding herself able to breath again and kicked out a few strokes more into the lake. She wasn't sure how adventurous she wanted to be swimming in the lake-the gillyweed only lasted an hour, even if she was a good swimmer it didn't mean she could normally breath water, and there was of course the giant squid and who knew what else that lived in the lake.


So many questions
But I'm talking to myself
I know that you can't hear me any more
Not anymore
So much to tell you
And most of all goodbye
But I know that you can't hear me any more...

Oh you should've stayed home.
You should've known better!

Wand: Hazel and Merpeople Scales, Inflexible, Decorated Shaft,
9 1/2 inches in length
Blood: Pure.
Currently: a 1st Year
Wearing: Plain Black Uniform


Wendy was one of the first to follow the brunette woman who called all the first years to follow her. When she heard that they were to take a boat and climb in-something she already knew was coming-she wasn't really that concerned. She liked water. The Avery Manor where she lived wasn't far from the ocean and she liked to spend time there a lot. A boat ride sounded far better to her than a carriage ride anyways to her. Listening to the lecture about being careful on getting in and not wanting to fall into the lake Wendy resisted the urge to roll her eyes and walked confidently to one of the empty boats and sat away from the lantern: someone else could bother with it, in her opinion.

Instead she tapped a finger to the dark water of the lake curious who she would be stuck with to join her for the ride and what this year held for her-probably classes and not much else, to be honest. It was a school only after all.