Stormy weather [Fred]
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Re: Stormy weather [Fred]
van Aryana Miller zo dec 16 2018, 17:12
No one ever finds life worth living - one has to make it worth living
Being close to an animal; especially one that most Muggle’s wouldn’t see up close that often, was something that was really appreciated by the young child. Her owl had been the first friend she had on Hogwarts, and as such one of her most important companions. He might not have been able to speak with her, but he did understand the small girl. Her aunt and uncle had given her permission to adopt an animal. That on itself was a miracle especially since one of Aryana’s nephews disliked animals. Instead she had chosen to adopt an owl; it was nice to write back home if she had dared to do so. Aryana felt really protective over her snowy owl, if something harmed him, she probably would be devestated.
It however was time to bring Archie back to the warm and dry tower. He needed a good rest after flying around in the rain, his sharp eyes were calm but sharp. His playfulness had died away, but his energetic behaviour still suggested that he loved being around his young friend. Fred proposed to walk with her, something the girl accepted without hesitation. She deemed him trustworthy enough; besides she didn’t mind his company. While walking Aryana wondered if Fred had an owl he could call his own. Especially since they were used a lot while sending letters from one Wizard to another. ”We do not have our own owl, no. But there are several we are allowed to use if we need them, for sending messages and such”, He explained, the girl had surprise written all over her face. ”Just like this school has its own school owls?” She asked him for some clarification; it seemed a lot easier to have her own owl; that way they would become bonded and more trusted in her opinion. True friends were not to be underestimated. ”I do have a cat though, back home”, Frederick said, a smile forming around his lips. The girl smiled slightly; it was good to know that she had just made an acquaintance that also seemed to be an animal friend. ”I like animals, I guess it comes within the family. Aunt Persephone works here and teaches about them after all.” She whispered while she stepped into the tower, over the slight doorstep. Carefully her owl fluttered towards a higher position to rest, after which he tucked his head under a wing.
Aryana turned around to face the older Wizard after which she flicked back some of her wet hair and shyly asked him one burning question. ”Why did you come outside in such weather?” It was after all raining quite a bit. As far as she knew, most Wizards and Muggles alike disliked the cold, pelting rain. It was something that made them stick inside; between the warm and welcoming walls of Hogwarts. Although, welcoming; it could be quite dangerous in the school. From moving stairs to strange things in the dark corners of the school. Of course the teachers would protect them; but the might not be able to always. No one was invincible even with magic. After all her mother had died with magic to protect her. Aryana focused her eyes onto the direction of the school; it was dark outside, and the pouring rain didn’t make her vision any better. Slowly she moved over the doorstep again into the natural force of nature; the storm had finally broken loose.
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Re: Stormy weather [Fred]
van Frederick Crowley zo dec 23 2018, 14:38
His cat was like that as well. Once he was not happy he could get very grumpy and kind of aggressive. Even towards him. But Frederick took good care of his friend. He was the only company he had back in London. This way he did not get lonely. When Aryana mentioned Persephone all of a sudden, addressing her as aunt, he looked at her surprised. ”Professor Ichor is your aunt?” He asked her. ”Interesting. I met her when I arrived here yesterday”, He explained with a smile. Tactically leaving out the details of their little adventure to the child.
Now it was her turn to question his motive for being outside. For the time being, they were out of the rain. The sound it made on the roof, was quite pleasant. ”Let’s wait this storm out for a bit, shall we?” He said as he noticed she was about to step outside of the tower. They could get comfortable in the hay laying around, right? Frederick sat down on a sturdy looking stack, that could surely carry his weight. ”Professor Nekrasov asked if I could assist him in one of his classes. We are planning on giving a duelling demonstration. I wanted to come out and practise some of my techniques and spells”, He explained to her. It sure was safer to do such a thing outside, and away from the people inside the castle.
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Re: Stormy weather [Fred]
van Aryana Miller zo dec 23 2018, 16:29
No one ever finds life worth living - one has to make it worth living
It was strange to see and notice all the differences between the Muggle World and the Wizarding World. For example, owls were almost never kept by Muggles while they were a normal pet for Wizard families. A Muggle did have no need for an owl to send messages, they had technology such as phones. Here it was tradition to do things the old way, without any technology but with lots and lots of magic. ”Exactly. We have two people who are assigned to take care of them”, The older wizard explained, patiently. It was a fact that owls were good whenever they were happy. If she did not pay her owl enough attention, he could grow quite annoyed with her. It was clearly that such a thing rarely happened; which meant that the owl was quite docile and gentle.
Even when landing on her shoulder or arm, he would try his best not to hurt her with his claws. He was meant to hurt prey like mouse with it; to kill it. Aryana knew that it was normal for them to hunt on small animals. Even though she sometimes felt horrible knowing that they had to die to keep her animal alive. She disliked finding dead animals although most pets ate meat.
When she spoke about her aunt he seemed surprised. ”Professor Ichor is your aunt?” He asked her. The young girl nodded with a soft smile. ”Interesting. I met her when I arrived here yesterday”, The girl did not know her aunt that long but she loved her. He seemed to like her as well. "Yes and she is nice," the girl explained with a bright smile upon her small innocent face.
Now it was her turn asking a question to the older wizard, the young child wondered what he had done outside. For the time being they were outside the rain. Inside the Owlery it was dry and warmer, more comfortable then the stormy weather could ever be. She was about to step outside to make her way back to the Common Room. The dark haired man stepped in however and practically told her to wait inside. ”Let’s wait this storm out for a bit, shall we?” Fred then sat down on one of the present stacks of hay. With soft steps and an insecure look upon her face she sat down next to him. Not too close, but still near to him, trusting his opinion. "Hay is itchy," The girl muttered looking at it with slight distaste. ”Professor Nekrasov asked if I could assist him in one of his classes. We are planning on giving a duelling demonstration. I wanted to come out and practise some of my techniques and spells”, He explained to the small child. Aryana looked slightly surprised at that, Professor Nekrasov seemed to be quite serious about his subject and did manage to act differently then she suspected he would. He did however help her with her fears so it was not too strange that he planned something like that. "That is hard to do inside. Professor Nekrasov actually is a pretty good teacher. I like him even though some do not, he taught me Protego already." the child seemed to be quite fond of the other dark haired wizard. It seemed strange that he asked for help from someone, for Professor Nekrasov seemed to be socially akward sometimes.
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