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The day was bright and breezy, the sun smiled warmly down upon the world as fluffy clouds of purest white skittered across the blue sky. Sophia sat on a tree stump just a stone’s throw from the road that lead to the town of Anamthian where the Blue Pegasus guild made their home. She was dressed as normal in the frilly white and blue dress, thigh high white stocking and knee high boots completed her outfit. Her long silver hair was loose today and rippled out behind her as the wind blew through the grass. Looking up into the suddenly strong wind she sniffed the air and frowned at the metallic tang that it bore. The world was changing, subtly for the moment but she had been noticing that each bit of magic she cast was more and more difficult, leaving her drained at the smallest spell and always it was accompanied by that smell that resembled blood.

Sophia had been travelling for a few months now going around all the guilds trying to find someone who would take her seriously and help investigate her claim. In the beginning she had been laughed out or chased away for being a fool but now she couldn’t be the only one suffering from the effects, other mages she had seen from a distance were starting to show a haggard expression. Everyone else seemed to be ignoring the problem as if it would go away and they continued to cast spells like there was no tomorrow where as she would now only use magic in dire circumstances. However she had heard there was a scientific mage within the Blue Pegasus guild and it was to him she was headed to see if anyone would listen to her claim.

Getting up from her small respite Sophia shouldered the pack that had been on the ground at her feet and she continued along down the road that lead into town. From a pocket she produced the small leather bound book in which she was keeping a journal of all she had seen and experienced with the strange effects of magic. Reading the entries as she walked quickly Sophia soon found herself at the border to the town. It was a charming little town filled with fountains and streams that ran throughout, everything seemed to be green, lush and growing and the whole atmosphere of the town throbbed with life. Sophia took her nose out of the book for a moment to observe the scene before her, it was such a vital place, voices sounded from the market, women hung out their washing and everyone seemed to be busy. It was a nice change of pace from the dark thoughts that had haunted her for the last few months and for a moment she was hesitant to enter the town, like the darkness would follow her and taint this town that was so bursting with life. Then shaking her head Sophia banished the foolish thoughts, she was not the cause of what was happening but she did seem to be one of the few who would acknowledge it.

Taking quick steps Sophia walked into the town, passed squat houses that despite their age were gleaming, all coated in fresh paint and shops with bright windows displaying all kinds of wonders. Making it to the bustling market place Sophia found herself awash in a sea of people and for a moment it took her breath away, taking her back to when she had been younger and this had been her hunting ground to survive. Fighting the urge to become a animal and escape Sophia forced herself to approach a young man who stood sullenly near the magic stand closest to her.

“Excuse me, please can you direct me to the blue Pegasus guild.”
Fey smiled brightly as they continued to walk together, it was good to finally learn the name of the person who was so different from the rest. His small bow made her chuckle lightly and while they were still apart she returned the compliment with a regal curtsey.

“Well Xavier Williamson my name is Fey Adelaide and I can assure you the pleasure is all mine.” There was a brief pause while he reminded her that Hadgrid would eventually come to the hospital wing to check on all of his students and Fey nodded knowing she couldn’t run away from the fuss and attention. Watching as Xavier called forth a silver flute, beginning to play an unearthly tune and then from above a beautiful snowy owl came gliding like a ghost. He gave her instructions to watch the hospital wing for when it clear of anyone unwelcome and with a hoot of understanding the owl took off.

As they turned their feet towards the lake Xavier reached into the pocket in his robes and withdrew a small vial of light blue potion. “This is a pain relieving potion, it should help for now.” He stated thrusting the vial towards her. Fey eyed it warily but accepting it in her hands as he spoke about healing it but that they should go to the hospital wing and for that they would need a reason.

Still holding the vial as they walked to the shore line of the lake and together she and Xavier sat down on the soft green grass on the bank. The day was continuing to be a clear and beautiful, the sun was warm down upon them and the light breeze that ruffled tendrils of their hair was full of the scents of autumn. All around them the birds were singing in the forbidden forest and for just a moment the world was peaceful and a Slytherin and a Gryffindor sat together by the still lake that reflected the clear blue sky.

“So” Fey said, her voice as soft as the breeze as she held up the still sealed vial “you fancy becoming a healer then? Do you just carry these around ready for a medical emergency, like a savage unicorn attack?” Reaching back up to her head she was glad to find that the bleeding had mostly stopped but she had a lump the size of snitch on the back of her head. Eyeing the vial again Fey uncorked it and sniffed. “Sure it’s not poison?” The look of indignation on his face was so comical it made Fey laugh and in a flash she downed the potion.

In an instant the pain receded to an almost unnoticeable throb and with an exhilarated smile she turned her bright blue eyes on him. Then making a gasping noise her hands threw to her throat and Fey laid on the fake choking act, ending with falling dramatically back into the grass so she was laying flat, and letting out one final choke until she lay completely still. For a couple of heartbeats Xavier face was one of panic and shock his hands flapping as if trying to do something and then he caught on and Fey opened one eye to look up him. Then they both started laughing and their laughter lasted for so long that they both had tears in their eyes and could hardly breathe. Finally after regaining their breath Fey propped herself up onto her elbows.

“Well either way I think you’re a pretty good potion maker, the pain is pretty much gone now. So tell me more about yourself, I never really noticed you around before although I will say that I didn’t go out of my way to take notice of Gryffindor’s.”

@Arista
Kitten:

Name: losa

Magic: Makes small snow flakes when walking, on occasions when surprised the whole room goes cold for a moment.

Image:


Character sheet:

Name: Sophia Hawthorne

Age: 24

Magic: Transformation (mostly animal)

Guild: None yet

Hair colour: Silvery blue

Eyes: Lilac

History: As an orphan in an abusive home Sophia’s power blossomed at a young age and she would spend days at a time living as an animal rather than a human. She was not formally trained until the age of 12 when she was pick pocketing in the market and happened to steal from a wizard, who caught her. When attempting to flee in the shape of a bird he saw her potential and took her to live with him where he taught her real control of her magic.


From the first note of the flute the unicorn calmed and quietened till it stood once again firmly on the floor and within a minute of Fey whispering soothing words and whickers she was still and calm gazing at Fey with sorrowful eyes. Smiling Fey reached out and stroked the silken nose of the unicorn but was surprised when she took half a step closer and sniffed with concern at her left temple. Reaching up a hand Fey was almost shocked to see it come back slick with bright crimson and the unicorn neighed with an almost human like alarm and distress.

“Now, now it wasn’t your fault.” Fey whispered. “You should go now before anything else happens, you have your babies to see to.” With a gentle push against her neck Fey turned the unicorns head back towards the forest and with one more reluctant glance and a whiney that almost sounded like sorry the unicorn turned tail and trotted swiftly back into the forest. Fey watched until she could no longer see her coat shimmering through the trees. It was then that she actually noticed that the flute had stopped playing and without its comforting music Fey found that her head was pounding in both the front from the hooves and the back from the tree.

Turning around Fey made a pitiful mewing sound as pain lanced through her head and her bleary eyes raked the crowd of black robed students looking for Amy and some much needed help. However it was the boy, whose name she still did not know who was closest and it was him that came forward. Smiling up at the boy she tried to keep him in focus.

“Thank you for your help, she was a kind creature who did not deserve such cruel treatment.” Her knees trembled slightly as she swayed like a leaf in a light breeze but she was saved the trouble of having to make a choice on what to do next when she felt the ground vibrating and the next thing she knew Hagrid’s large face blearily swam before her.

“C’mon then Miss Adelaide up to the hospital wing with you too. Mr Williamson can take you. You did very well the both of ye.” And Fey felt a pat to her shoulder which she was sure was meant to be gentle but would have sent her sprawling to the ground if the boy had not been at her side and attempting to keep her steady.

Together they began walking away from the rest of the class and back up towards the castle, each unsteady step was sending throbbing bolts of pain through her head but it was oddly nice to be back in the quite after all the hubbub from before. When they had gone far enough to be out of sight of the rest of the class Fey slowed even further and turned her eyes onto her support.

“Please don’t take me up to the hospital wing. I don’t want to be up there with them.” Her words left no doubt of who she was speaking of. “Can we just go somewhere quiet and out the way so my head can stop spinning. But before we go anywhere I need to know what your name is, I can’t keep calling you It all day.” She smiled in a weak attempt at humour but it came out as more of a grimace as she gazed at him.

@Arista
Still looking for partners:

RP's taken:

- Harry Potter: already started playing, so don't ask on this one as I don't want two of the same fandom.
Fey gasped as a hand snaked out and grabbed her arm as she reached the front of the class, swinging around her eyes flashed and she suppressed a small snarl; she did not like being touched. Then she saw it was the white haired boy that she had noticed last night, her hostile instincts calming down from the surprise. Drawing herself up to her fullest height she looked intently at this unknown boy who seemed strangely familiar to her, deciding that his intentions had been in her best interest she kept her tone pleasant. Looking into his amber eyes she gave a smile.

“Don’t worry; I had no intention to go up to her. I was just so mesmerised I had to get to the front to see her. Trust me I know how to act around animals.” There was a small knowing glint in her eyes but then she pressed a finger to her lips as Hagrid began the lesson on unicorns. The sunlight was bright across the Hogwarts grounds, making the unicorn shimmer even more brightly as the class learnt about their magical properties and what they could be used for in magic.

“Now full grown unicorns do prefer a female’s touch, which is where we get a lot of the myths around using girls as bait. Let’s give this a try then, as there will be occasions when you may need to get close to these creatures. You” He said pointing directly at Fey, “come on now don’t be shy. Just approach her slowly and calmly, she is a little bit fussy at the moment but s’long as your calm she will be too.”

Turning to smile brightly at the boy Fey stepped slowly but purposely forward from the crowd and turning all the focus on the unicorn she held one hand forward. Eyes gazing intently into the unicorns she walked slowly towards her, making small comforting noises as she went. Finally she was just a few inches away from the unicorn where she stopped as the unicorn brought her slivery eyes up to hers. If anyone has been any closer they would have seen Fey’s eyes flash and change colour to match the unicorns. The unicorn quirked her head for a moment, then giving an inquisitive snort she stuck out her nose and gently placed it within Fey’s open hand. Smiling Fey felt the warm breath against her hand and smelt the pleasant scent of sweet grass and sunshine. Moving slowly Fey moved her other hand to stroke the unicorns graceful neck, delighted with her progress Fey turned beaming back to the class, catching Amy’s eyes she got a thumbs up and the boy smiled back warmly at her.

“Well now that’s how you do it.” Hagrid called softly. “Beautifully done, now if some more of you girls want to come forward and …”

Fey saw it out of the corner of her eye, something flying from the crowd of Gryffindor students, however there was nothing she could do other than watch as the small but cruel stone struck the unicorn’s flank. Everything exploded into action, the unicorn let out a panicked whiney and reared, and the flailing hooves caught Fey a striking blow knocking her backwards into a tree where she crumpled. Screams and shouts were heard as the class panicked and tripped over themselves to move backwards.

Fey looked up through slightly bleary eyes and saw the unicorn’s distress and confusion, the sight of such a beautiful creature looking so fearful tore at her heart. Lifting herself up from the ground and moving forward as swiftly as she could Fey brought herself before the unicorn; taking care to avoid its hooves as it continued to rear, she began to whiney gently, the same whiney mothers called to their foals to calm them. Ignoring the warm trickle that had started from her temple Fey continued to try and calm the unicorn and to the side of her vision she could see someone else moving forward slowly, coming to help, their step slow and calm as behind them the noise of the other students was quieting.

@Arista
When all had eaten their fill and the plates had been cleared Professor McGonagall stood up and given her start of term speech which included the normal points of not to go in the forbidden forest, no magic in the corridors, signing up for quidditch teams. Then came the introduction of the new defence against the dark arts professor and Fey’s eyes were drawn to the sleek, raven haired woman who was sitting next to professor Slughorn. She was introduced as Professor Fletcher and as Fey observed her she saw bright amber eyes like a cat, smooth coffee coloured skin and her full lips which were set in a serious line. It was a poor observation to make but in Fey’s opinion she looked more like a model than a teacher, like she should be smiling up from a beauty magazine but she was hopeful that she was capable. Defence was one of her favourite subjects.

Suddenly the air was filled with the screeches of benches being pulled back and the thunder of hundreds of feet starting to make their way to their common rooms. Blinking in a slight daze Fey gazed around and jumped swiftly to her feet to follow Amy, who not having noticed Fey wasn’t with her was already at the end of the table. Catching up they made their way down to their underground common room which was full of green light which danced and shimmered on the walls. Yawning widely they finally arrived at the fourth year dormitories which were on a lower level than the common room. Changing quickly and climbing into her soft, warm bed Fey made a passing comment about the boy with the white hair but Amy was either too sleepy or didn’t know anything and didn’t reply, all too soon Fey also slipped into dreams.

The next day was a clear and bright morning as Fey sat once again in the great hall trying to bully her brain into waking with a steaming mug of tea; she was not a morning person. As she very slowly revived with the teas help she picked up the fourth year timetable that Slughorn had been passing down to them all. Glancing down the Monday column she heaved a sigh, it wasn’t the subjects she had an issue with, it was that most of them were joint classes with the Gryffindor’s, which meant seeing the three morons again. Drinking her tea and eating her toast as slowly as possible Fey watched the rest of the great hall empty. Finally Fey was forced to resignedly get up from the bench and trudge along behind Amy out into the grounds and to care of magical creatures with Professor Hagrid.

There stood the crowd in front of the forbidden forest with Hagrid at the front waiting for the whole class to be present. Joining the back of the class Fey soon spotted something that lifted even her dread of seeing the bullying Gryffindor’s, there tethered to a low hung branch was a beautiful, silver coated unicorn, her whole body emitted a strange ethereal light. Fey’s eyes were fixed on the lovely creature and so intent was she on it that she moved to the front of the group, barely aware that she bumped a few people on her way.

@Arista
Fey caught up with her friend Amy who was also in Slytherin, Amy was a tall girl with warm red hair that was caught in a storm of curls, she was even more tanned than normal, it was clear she had been away over the summer. Together they made a stark contrast; Fey was fair with straight pale honey hair to Amy’s warm tones and curls. Fey was just so happy to see her again they clasped hands and started walking into the great hall all the while catching up on news. However as they walked together something caught her eye that brought a massive grin to her face.

The three Gryffindor’s she had been in the carriage with were just ahead of them, the girl with the brown hair who was obviously the leader was flanked by a black haired boy and a tall blonde girl. They were swaggering into the great hall, barging into people as they went. Just behind them was a boy with white hair who was gazing at them without blinking, his hands inside his robes. Then before anyone knew what had happened all three of the Gryffindor’s hair suddenly changed colour, pink, blue and green with each of their robes changing as well.

Fey laughed so hard she had to hold onto Amy for support and she wasn’t the only one as the entrance hall and the students seated nearest them in the great hall exploded in laughter. The Gryffindor’s swung around looking furious and embarrassed but finding no one to blame the sidled out of the line into the hall, presumably to try and fix themselves. Fey had kept her eyes on the white haired boy who seemed to have been the one to do this, although he had melted into the crowd like a ghost. She could not figure his motives as he appeared to be a Gryffindor too. Giving a small shrug as she continued to giggle they walked quickly into the great hall.

Although she saw it nearly everyday throughout the school year she was always still amazed at the ceiling which mirroring the sky outside and was at the moment full of shining stars in a sea of velvet blackness. Below that hovering in midair were thousands of candle that bathed the students in their warm, flickering light. Sitting down next a group of their other friends Fey glanced around the great hall, just revelling in the familiar scene that lay before her.

Suddenly her eyes caught on the white haired boy sitting almost exactly opposite her on the Gryffindor table, their eyes connected and for a moment Fey could have sworn something sparked between the two of them. Then Amy touched her shoulder to get her attention to something that Ben had just asked her and Fey turned her head back to her friends.

@Arista
bump - still looking for partners to play with ^^
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