Ash, its been a while I've been so busy i haven't had time to really talk to you. Till now at least, meet me in the Feasting hall. As soon as you can. I have things to tell you and to show you.
Malachy
Malachy had sent the note with one of the school owls about 15 minutes ago. The feasting hall was empty at the moment. Malachy was alone. well not really Sning was wrapped around his finger. and Laying in the tables behind him was the massive ghost of a dragon named Bloodwing. The dragon was only visible to Malachy at the moment but that was about to change.
Last Edit: Jul 12, 2009 13:22:45 GMT -5 by Malachy
Post by Professor O'Conner on Jul 16, 2009 10:21:25 GMT -5
Ashelle had received Mal's note but took some times getting down there. She had received a request from Great Uncle Ian asking her to raise some Snakelings for him. Ashelle wasn't sure how to take care of snakes and was about to write him and say that despite her Parcletongue abilities she'd never owned a snake as a pet when Mal's note came.
Ashelle's heart beat a little faster as she read it. So he hasn't forgotten about me. I wonder what this thing he wants to show me could be. Ashelle Walked down to the Feasting Hall, her hands in her skort pockets. When she got to the hall she walked up to Mal and said hello.
"I was afraid you'd deserted me," she said softly. She longed to hold him close to her but she was unwilling to put her heart on the line if he really had only now realized he had someone who loved in waiting in the Gryffindor Tower.
As Malachy waited in the feasting hall Malachy hasd explained his love life to Bloodwing so that he wouldn't say something he shouldn't. Be cause it didn't take much for Bloodwing to see that Mal still like Morgan. But they had broken up for a reason and Morgan was with Luc now so things where just fine. There was no need for Bloodwing to ask about Morgan in front of ash it was just unnecessary.
As soon as As walked in Mal walked over and gave Ash a hug. "Sorry, for not writing more. I Found a place to stay in Drakborough. You remember that shop Dovie owned. I'm turning into a book store. The only problem is that there is a fire bending Lycan named Roan that's claimed it as her home. But she has no official claim over it. That's one thing i wanted to talk to you about, there is one more thing but first tell me you opinion. Should I push this and get Roan kick out of the store or should I Drop it and find somewhere else."
A young girl, possibly twelve years old, barged in among the two as they talked. She was wearing torn robes, wrapped around what appeared to be newspaper. Smelling like a garbage can, she ran straight into the dragon. And through it. And into Malachy.
She fell over backwards, dropping several books. Err... Several halves of books. They seemed to be the required books for coursework, but... They also looked like she had gone through several wizards' trash cans to get them. In fact, this is exactly what she had done.
She had finally gotten around to seeing what this feasting hall thing was about. It seemed a foreign concept to her. After all, who would be able to eat so much food? And for that matter, why?
But, as she landed on the ground, she heard a sound like paper ripping...
The essay she had taken a few days to write was now in pieces, ripped when several of her half-books landed on it...
Post by Professor O'Conner on Jul 25, 2009 14:18:31 GMT -5
Ashelle's eyes widened and she was about to stand there silently and not tell Malachy what she thought of Roan, when a odd smelling student who robes and books were clearly in violation of school standards shuffled between them and fell down, ripping something. Ashelle walked over to the girl looking her over astonishment written all over her face.
"Um, excuse me please, but do you need some assistance? Your robes and books seem to be in terrible repair, have you been attacked by something?" Ashelle couldn't imagine the girl had actually thought she'd come to a prestigious school such as Firefox looking like that. Hopefully all she needed was protection from some crazed magical creature/being. If not, maybe this student was the crazed one - thought that wasn't at all likely either.
"Don't worry I am Ashelle O'Conner the Head Girl. I will be glad to help you out with anything you might need," and Ashelle smiled at the younger girl.
Malachy was waiting for Ashelle's response when something small and dirty ran into him. he looked down to see what looked like a Huffle puff student that had gotten everything she own from the trash and the smell told him she had yet to learn about the wonders of soap.
He was about to ask the girl what was wrong when ash stepped in, and he saw that look in her eyes. It was the looking down on people you think don't matter look. The look a rich person gave a poor person. but then she asked the girl if she wanted any help what ever arrogance she may have had she quickly hid.
"You know I might have a book or two from my first year. I was good to my books if you need any I could just give them to you. Those bookd do seem to be missing a few pages oh and here. "He picked up the peaces of the torn piece of paper which looked to have had a good deal of work done on it, took out his wand and pointed at the paper "Reparo." The pieces fit themselves together and the tare was quickly mended. "Here you go."He said Handing her the repaired essay.
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