Harry Potter: Another Legend. [Aleysk & Fadereaper]

[Aleysk]

[The beginning...] Excited chatter filled the ears of the aptly named Copper, both students and parents alike hurrying along the platform like there was no tomorrow, dragging with them trunks large enough to carry bodies, owls asleep with their heads beneath their wings, and wicker baskets from which hissing, spitting and the occasional yowl sounded. There were shouts and screams, laughter, the occasional firework, and the sound of a grand old engine letting out steam, just waiting to be off like she. Not one for nervousness, even the red-headed girl with bright turquoise lamps couldn't help but shy away from the action, a combination of awe and delight filling her veins. Wow. Speechless she hugged her grandparents tightly, for it would be months before she saw them again. "Take care, darlin'.." she heard, pride lacing her grandpa's voice. "T'think you're all grown up now.." This surprised a laugh from the young wildfire, folding her arms across her chest as she replied, "Am I really? Really?" He joined in the laughter as she crossed her eyes, kissing her forehead and nudging her forward into the streaming crowd. "Promise you'll write!" A nod, and she disappeared from sight.

While her grandparents continued to wave, Copper bounced along the narrow passage, searching for an empty compartment to snag as her own for the long journey. The basket in her arms yowled in despair. "I know you hate being shut away," she told her kitten quite snidely. "But I can't have you terrorising everyone just yet!" If he could speak, she felt sure he'd say, 'And the same to you!' The train jolted and she stumbled, conveniently right toward what looked to be one of the final entirely free seats. Hastily she slid the door open and scooted over to the window, pressing her nose against the glass and grumbling in annoyance as her warm breath fogged up the cold surface. The whistle sounded, and before she knew it, the scene before her eyes began to move. Her heart danced with the prospect of an adventure; she'd heard stories from both her father and grandfather which had made her stomach turn, the longing to finally attend herself growing rapidly each day as the final month was counted down by a calendar of her very own.

Diagon Alley had already taken her breath away, the young girl previously spending the majority of her time within a Muggle world. The first proper glimpse of the alien society brought shouts of joy from her lips as she skipped along the cobbled stones, poking her head into every store passed and now.. now it was time for Hogwarts; for a school of magic which most believed the stuff of fairytales and nothing more. But it was real, and she was going. She, Copper Rose Alexander, was to learn to be a witch. Dragon, now free from his cage, contentedly curled upon his mistress's lap with his tail over his eyes and purred with a sound equivalent in volume to the wheels of the Hogwarts Express working below as she began to daydream, still gazing out the window.

[Fadereaper]

The sounds of children seemed to annoy the young but snob of a boy Eric as he was walking through Diagon Alley with his siblings and his parents who with their lucrative black robes stitched of the finest materials their fat and hefty wallets could buy simply as a show of superiority that would soon be snuffed down unless a degree of skill was shown, and that was what was tossed on the shoulders of this young lad to show the other families that they were not weak nor were they fools and it would be his responsibility to make his family proud. It started as he was bought the best supplies and even his wand was top notch as it was a core of a few strands of unicorn hair and he was rather proud of that being chosen by the wand as he was always taught by his parents.

He made his way with his owl 'Vasaril' who was a beautifully bred white owl of the highest pedigree as his parents made sure it was and even his broom being a nimbus 2000 to try and give him that edge he needed although he wished he wasn't being spoiled so much, he knew they were not doing it for his sake but still it bothered him that people would most likely criticize him as a snob and ridicule him for this kind of upbringing but he didn't care. He was never the most social boy but perhaps this place would give him a good change of personality but he didn't pin too many hopes on that, as his parents practically rushed them onto the train he walked through the aisles noticing that his siblings had already gone about to their own friends and he was alone as usual. He sighed and chose a random room in the train he found not caring who was in there and then he saw her, she had a strange reddish hue of hair just like his own but more brilliant, "excuse me I'm sorry I didn't know this was taken."

[Aleysk]

I wonder what Hogwarts is really like.. What do we learn? How do we learn it? Is it like normal school? I wonder what house I'll be in.. The train of thought was never ending, never ceasing, never releasing her attentions, even for a moment. Copper knew there was a big difference between hearing stories, and seeing for herself.

Lost in her thoughts, it took long moments until she awoke from the trance-like state. Even the mere changing of the scenery was fascinating, Copper having never left the busy London streets save for once when she was just a child. Where to, she couldn't even remember. The door slid open, but it wasn't until a voice rang through the enclosed space, polite and almost apologetic but not quite, that she jumped. The voice of a boy who not only looked about the same age as her, but also had the coppery-coloured hair she proudly wore herself. "Uh.. hi!" quick to recover, the young girl flashed a bright grin and immediately took her colourful sneakers off the opposite seat. Dragon stirred, his one blue eye, one green eye, gazing just as curiously at the newcomer as his mistress. "There's only me here," she told him. "It doesn't really count as taken, does it? Well... I don't think so anyway. You can sit down if you want!" Copper liked to talk, and she didn't often restrain herself but something about the boy's expression made her wonder if perhaps she should have held her tongue, for just a minute longer if anything.

One very large side of her wanted to blurt questions to the boy; his knowledge of the school, his family, his interests.. but the other side didn't want to frighten him away the first person who'd actually spoken to her - even unintentionally - by being the general chatterbox she usually was. For a moment or two she chewed her lip and diverted her gaze to the greenery outside, before turquoise eyes glanced questioningly back toward the figure in the doorway, the welcoming smile by no means restrained from its usual brightness. Although it would only take a day or two for her to settle into her new surroundings, Copper couldn't and wouldn't deny that at present, her heart was leaping in her chest with a nervousness she hadn't experienced in a long time. Optimistic, she was eager not scared. "Come on," she urged, a merry laugh breaking from her lips as she scratched her kitten's ears with the tips of her fingers. "Do sit!" Taking as much effort as she could spare to be just that little bit more polite, Copper tilted her head, adding, "Please..?"

[Fadereaper]

As she cleared her feet from the chair and he smiled softly as he walked into the room and sat down opposite of her in the small compact room which he thought was pretty cool having never been on trains very much his whole life, *oh hell she is such a chatterbox* he thought to himself as he sighed thinking to himself about what to say or what to ask of her but at least offer some sort of thanks to her polite attitude. "I'm sorry but thank you, the other rooms are filled and my siblings didn't want me to follow them to their friends." He said with a smile on his face as he quickly patted his head to comb the hair on his head and straighten it out with a smirk, "oh I am so sorry I forgot my manners, I am Eric Veller."

He was wearing the traditional vestments of students and magical folk but it was a nice well made material but wasn't silk it was stronger and capable of taking hits as a defensive purpose for the vestments, he was well groomed it seemed and perhaps a bit of a snob despite his kind attitude. He didn't know why he was being so kind to her but he didn't want to make a bad impression, so long as he did good in school he wouldn't get punished so he could manage to kind and make friends of course. "Can I ask your name I mean, if we are going to be sharing this room together we might as well get to know each other...can use all the friends in this place for lacking any to start with."

[Aleysk]

Quite good at reading people, Copper's mouth shut like a trap as he obliged and took the opposite seat. I'll wait until he says something, she decided. It wasn't long though, before his mouth opened and he began to speak. I wish I had brothers or sisters, the young girl thought as she listened with one ear. It does get lonely, I suppose... She was surrounded by friends at home, but at the same time, she had none at all. Muggles mostly, the other children were. Up until the beginning of school they'd had much in common, attending the same classes, playing together in the park, but now she was off to another place entirely and this time it was one they were unable to follow her to. As amazing as magic sounded, for those who possessed none it was also nothing but stories and party tricks.

For a moment the two simply stared at each other, the boy sitting upon one side dressed like one of those fancy pure-blood families her grandfather pointed out upon their visit to Diagon; wealthy and basically above the law, they cared little for the other folk of their community unless common interests and positions in society were held. His hair was slicked back and his clothing, although not as intricate in design as some of the other items she'd seen, clearly displayed the boy was not 'new' to this kind of thing. She on the other hand... ripped jeans and a sweater as turquoise as her eyes, coloured sneakers and shoulder-length, unruly waves of fire. Complete opposites. He reserved, she lively. "It's nice to meet you, Eric!" Copper chirped, her speech, although clear, casual and easy on the ears. Friendly. "My name's Copper. Copper Alexander."

So he agreed with her, on at least one aspect. Neither wanted to be making enemies before they made any friends. "How long's the train ride?" she wondered aloud, curious to know how long she'd be in his company. His formality made her uncomfortable, but, determined as ever, she refused to show it outwardly.

[Fadereaper]

He looked out of the window as he watched the scenery passing by as he thought about that very same question noting her extremely bubbly and lively attitude and could not understand why people could be so open and eager to make a good impression on other people, he couldn't fathom her attitude at all so he would at least try to be tolerant with her and who knows maybe the way she was would start to grow on him and he smirked thinking about that and doubting that the red head would ever really grow on him. "I am not too sure myself actually Copper, this is my first year at Hogwarts all I know of it is what my siblings and parents told me, all I know is I have to succeed."

Yes he had to succeed and earn their family name as a powerful wizard and they gave him the tools he needed it was up to him to learn how to use them properly but, he wasn't positive he could but he had no choice in the matter but he was eager to learn some magic which he could learn to help him. "A lot of what I hear is both good and frightening, but most of the bad comments are about the staff although I am sure they are not as bad as you might think." He said with a small smile as he looked at her trying to be encouraging to say the least, "either way I don't want to anger anyone so early so what say me an you be friends?"

[Aleysk]

Copper could feel his eyes upon her, no doubt wondering about the lively character chattering away good-naturedly. As he watched her, she watched him and saw in the boy a character quite opposite from herself; almost solemn in his ways, formal and almost quiet for although he spoke, she saw little energy especially in comparison with her own. She wondered if he assumed this was all a show, instead of her normal self. She wasn't particularly or purposely eager to please - demonstrated by her cheeky rule breaking streaks and sharp tongue - but somehow or another the fire-haired sprite was likeable anyhow. The bright white grin almost never faded, the corners of her mouth forever turned upward in a crooked smile and behind the large turquoise eyes, a glimmer of fun twinkled. Coldness toward her was rare, and the minute her large smile was not returned in kind she began to think.

He stared out the window and so did she, neither speaking for moments again until he finally answered. All I know is I have to succeed? Succeed at what? Was he expected to be the smartest? The leader? The best at Quidditch? The one succeeding in never breaking into a laugh? Copper withheld a sigh. Eleven years of age and all he could think about was succeeding.. Did he even know how to have fun? It didn't look like it. Copper, having no parents she could remember in great detail, never understood the pressure given by them. Nor did she understand the pure-blooded reign Eric was expected to uphold. She herself had one goal in life she was determined to achieve, but that was her own longing fuelling her quest, and even then she believed complete and utter focus would do little to help, but instead withdraw her from the society she loved to walk freely through.

Aha! Finally, a smile. Small, but present. Her own grew at that, if even possible. "I haven't heard much," she admitted, her grandfather's stories now vague since his memory had began to fail. "But I don't think it'll be bad!" A school for magic be bad? Even an excessive workload and grumpy teachers couldn't dampen her spirits. She was going to learn spells and enchantments and potion-making and - to her unbelievable delight - Copper was to learn how to fly. His next few words took her by surprise. I don't want to anger anyone so early? How blunt. What say me and you be friends? Is it just to avoid early enemies? The redhead's response displayed none of her inner concerns. "I'd like that!"

[Fadereaper]

He didn't lose his small smile as she seemed to be both very entertaining and very kind even at his cold and lacking demeanor as he was never best with social graces just saying what was on his mind was what he did, he wasn't very tactful but that didn't detract from his intellect as he recalled having many tutors as opposed to public schools he was taught at home by stuffy windbags who had a stick shoved up their arse he thought. He often wondered if it hurt to sit down with that kind of pressure on their rump but the notion would quickly be subsided as she spoke and in her similarly enthusiastic fashion told him it would be good, "you'll have to excuse my blunt way of speaking, I had no intent on belittling the chance to make an acquaintance."

Returning to his natural neutral looking scowl to replace the small smile he had on his face as she seemed to be analyzing everything he said but she gave little other then her name and her bubbly attitude and wondered if it was some sort of clever ruse, perhaps she wanted people to think little of her so she would draw little attention and make it easier for her to be alone or perhaps it wasn't a ruse and he was over-thinking this. "So do you have any other friends in the school or elsewhere Copper?" He asked politely as he kept his eyes fixated on her not moving his gaze from her eyes, his deep blue eyes not wavering he intended to get her to focus and see just some more of just who she was.