Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. I don't own Anime
or Slayers either. T-T Anything else I might have used that belonged to
someone else…well, is © to their owners.
She sat staring out her window. Rain drops splashed against the glass. The thunder roared; the lightning flashed, cutting through the dark sky like a knife. She sat there, her ashen blue hair draped over her sholders; her soft gray eyes half closed. The slender digits on her left hand tapped a wand against the seat as the Hogwarts Express got ready to depart. Tap tap tap…
"Hello, is this seat taken?"
"Hmm?"
She turned up her gray eyes to look at the question's asker. Her peepers observed a girl, with her pink hair tied up in a bun and her emerald eyes annoyed with the lack of reply.
"Oh! No, go ahead…", murmured the blue haired girl.
The other student promptly sat down.
"I'm Opal, Opal Raywing. First year at Hogwarts.", she said.
"Alrenara Metallium, first year."
Opal squealed with glee.
"Oh really! You're a first year too? Rather tall ain'tcha?"
Alrenara blushed. She had always been rather tall and didn't often know her own strength. Her height also made her clumsy. The gray eyed first year nodded a little.
Opal pressed on,"What kinda wand have you got? Mine's unicorn hair, willow. Nine inches."
My gosh, that girl was a blabber mouth. Alrena resisted a sweatdrop.
"Dragon's heartstring, ten inches in ash."
"Oh. My. Gosh. That is sooo kewl!", cried her companion.
And so the trip went.
Dragon heartstring Ash 10 inches
She sat staring out her window. Rain drops splashed against the glass. The thunder roared; the lightning flashed, cutting through the dark sky like a knife. She sat there, her ashen blue hair draped over her sholders; her soft gray eyes half closed. The slender digits on her left hand tapped a wand against the seat as the Hogwarts Express got ready to depart. Tap tap tap…
"Hello, is this seat taken?"
"Hmm?"
She turned up her gray eyes to look at the question's asker. Her peepers observed a girl, with her pink hair tied up in a bun and her emerald eyes annoyed with the lack of reply.
"Oh! No, go ahead…", murmured the blue haired girl.
The other student promptly sat down.
"I'm Opal, Opal Raywing. First year at Hogwarts.", she said.
"Alrenara Metallium, first year."
Opal squealed with glee.
"Oh really! You're a first year too? Rather tall ain'tcha?"
Alrenara blushed. She had always been rather tall and didn't often know her own strength. Her height also made her clumsy. The gray eyed first year nodded a little.
Opal pressed on,"What kinda wand have you got? Mine's unicorn hair, willow. Nine inches."
My gosh, that girl was a blabber mouth. Alrena resisted a sweatdrop.
"Dragon's heartstring, ten inches in ash."
"Oh. My. Gosh. That is sooo kewl!", cried her companion.
And so the trip went.
Dragon heartstring Ash 10 inches