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A/N: Most of these are my own characters and my friends' characters. Sorry it's not Slash or anything. Sorry! Oh and the Felinious Potion belongs to Silent Stalker. She was kind to let me borrow it. This story is a whole story is something that came to my mind at midnight! This also describes a few, okay a lot, of characters. Of Course I placed the Harry Potter characters in. Enjoy!
*Felinious Potion*The crisp morning air smelled great. The bright light from the rising sun peered through the crystal clear windows. No wind bothered the air, but alas one thing broke the air from pure silence. Flapping its wings in agony without the wind to help to move. The creature continued its journey to an open window in a tower. It flew in gracefully landing quietly on the windowsill. It watched its owner sleep peacefully. Wondering if it should wake its owner or allow them to rest peacefully. Deciding that it should wake its watcher, it flew down onto the pillow, and started to gently nudge its keeper with its beak. In success, emerald eyes opened to see the owner of the beak. A gentle smile was what the creature received. The emerald-eyed person sat up and allowed the creature to rest on their out stretched arm. The creature hooted happily as its protector petted it softly. It closed its eyes suddenly. The young male snow-white owl opened its large almond shaped green eyes and looked at his owner happily. Its protector, its keeper, its watcher, its owner, what ever you called someone who owns a young owl, it was what you called this person. Patiently it waited for its watcher to fully arise. Knowing that it's owner, was only an emerald eyed teenage girl, it would take her only a few seconds to completely awake. With a cheerful yawn she allowed the owl to fly back to the windowsill above her bed.
"Good Morning, Desert." She said happily, her reply was a simple joyous hoot.
She pulled back the scarlet curtains surrounding the sides of her bed. Once again she yawned and looked at her friend who slept on the right side. She smiled to herself as she saw a little black and white cat jump upon her bed.
"Good Morning to you too, Miss Kitty Fantastic." She patted the cat gently on the head.
Within minutes the precious kitten was asleep. Reluctant to wake anyone up, she got up quietly and went to her trunk at the foot of the bed. Opening it quietly, so not to awake her roommates. She took out her jeans and her special t-shirt that had a small golden ball the size of a walnut with small silver wings. She grab her other things and headed to the showers. Yet, not be know, a card was set in the jean pocket. Neglecting the card, she went along with her business. Soon her own roommates would awake and would be heading to the shower to do their business as well. She quickly changed into her clothes and looked at the card as she took out of her pocket. Soon Silver ink appeared on the card like someone was writing it.
"Good Morning, Sakura." It said.
The girl known as Sakura stared at the card. She shook her head, which made auburn locks move across her face, at the message with a smile. She walked back to her bed and took a quill from her nightstand. Writing in scarlet ink she replied.
"Good Morning, to you too. Up early once again?"
"Yes, up early with nothing, but working on the essay." Was her response.
"It's a wonderful Saturday, and you're working on the essay? Why don't you just relax, Draco." She wrote quietly, if possible.
She smiled at the name she wrote. Yes, Draco Malfoy, a young silver-blonde haired boy with icy silver eyes. They couldn't speak to each other this early. Roaming the school floors of the castle was forbidden, especially in the early hours of the morn. They were in separate houses, or tower would be more like it. They both stayed at the school of Witchcraft and Wizardry known as Hogwarts. The Headmaster knew that the students would break the rule just to speak to one another if they were in different houses. Yes, different house. The thought of being separated from a few friends didn't bother her. She was proud to be where she was. She was part of one of the famous house. She was a Gryffindor, home of the brave lions, and great, good, wizards and witches of time. She, a Gryffindor 4th year at the age of 14, is preparing for a tiring day. Her younger brother, Raven Fox, who was believed just to be a Ravenclaw troublemaker, he as a 2nd year at the age of 12 and seems quite different from Sakura. One of her best friends was a Slytherin, home of the dark wizards and witches, and of the sly snaky characters. Her best friend Akari didn't seem to be as evil as she was thought to be, though she did have Draco Malfoy as her friend. Another of her friends lived as a Hufflepuff, but that didn't matter. Sakura was happy to have different friends, especially one like Draco. He had asked her to marry him, but she thought they were too young. Instead her friend Akari told him to wait until after they're 7th year. Every house seemed to get along, well maybe not the Gryffindors and the Slytherins. They were sworn enemies, but some, much like Sakura, tried to make friends. Once again the silver ink appeared on the card.
"If we don't finish this potion today, Snape will have our heads. You know that."
"Snape wouldn't do that! He's like you too much, remember, you're his favorite student. And he likes me because of you." She replied intending to mean something.
Her roommates stirred and she had to say goodbye for now. Her friend had pulled the curtains back to look for her cat.
"You're always up really early Sakura." Her friend, Ariana, said as she got up.
"I like being up early. Gives me time to myself."
"And time for you to talk to you love!" Another friend said in a sarcastic tone.
"Shut up, Risika!" Sakura replied as she turned a crimson red.
"Fine, fine, I'll go bug you later about it." She retaliated with glee.
"Just shut up and leave me be." Sakura said. The girls all giggled and left to take care of they're business as Sakura had.
The emerald-eyed girl closed her eyes and sighed, but opened her eyes once again to get her things. She grabbed her messenger bag and checked that she had her vials fastened like pencils on a bag. She grabbed the few books she needed and stuffed them in. She was to meet Draco and a few others after breakfast to finish their potions work in the library. She grabbed the quill and card just to stuff into the side pocket of her bag. She used to dread her Potions Master, but he had grown nice to her and a little to the class. She was prepared for, yet another day of work in a closed up room.