8-30, nighttime
I can't wait! I go to Hogwarts tomorrow! I haven't gotten any mail from Leila all summer, since the muggles here at the orphanage will get suspicious if they see owls flying around. I mean, really, they're not even allowed to see my pets, since we aren't supposed to have animals here. The director is the only one who knows about them. I want to see Leila so bad... she always gives me a birthday gift near to the beginning of the year, since I never get anything from the muggles on the real day, August 5th. I CAN'T WAIT!!! Jemi
Jemi sighed, somewhat happily, and put away her journal. She took out her Hogwarts letter and, for what seemed like the millionth time, read it.
"Don't you think she's getting a little obsessed?" said Silverknight quietly to Goldtalon. Jemi, who could talk to and understand both animals and humans alike, ignored her, but Goldtalon said,
"Yes, but I am too, a little. I'll finally be able to stretch my wings again when we go to Hogwarts. And there will be other owls there. Finally there will be some of my own, dignified kind. I won't have just have Jemi and you cats to talk to. I'll have wise flyers, like myself."
"Hmph. I'll give you wise, Goldie."
"Don't call me that, Silver!"
"Then don't call me 'unwise' or 'undignified.' Or Silver, while you're at it."
Jemi shook her head at her pets' antics. She then turned off her light and went to sleep.
"Hi, Leila!" Jemi saw her friend jump, turn, and grin.
"Good day, Jemi, what are you up to today? Is there anything different happening than what usually happens?"
Jemi rolled her eyes slightly. "Of course there is, Leila. We're going to Hogwarts, remember? We're on the train, you know, and I'm about to sit down with you and your sister. Or maybe you thought we were going home?" Jemi walked over to the seat across from Leila and sat down.
"Oh, come on, Jemi, I was just being polite!" argued Leila.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. You don't see me being polite, do you?"
"You ought to be. Oh, look, here's the trolley. Better go get something."
Leila huffed over to buy something, leaving her friend shaking her head in disgust.
A minute later, arms full of chocolate, Leila grinned came back and pulled a package out of her bag, handing it to Jemi. "I was going to send it by Muggle mail, but I didn't have pocket money for stamps, because I exchanged it for wizarding money at Gringotts. So here you go."
Jemi smiled and tried to act surprised, though Leila always got her something for her birthday. She opened the neatly wrapped gift slowly. What was that? It looked like......an owl? But it was so small! "Believe it or not, Jemi, that's a fully grown elf owl." Leila said happily.
Well, obviously, thought Jemi, who knew almost all there was to know about animals, but she kept her mouth shut, not wanting to offend her friend. To be honest, the owl was sort of...cute. In a tiny, useless kind of way.
"Hello human friend, I am stronger than you think, and I could carry double my weight across the country at the speed of a snowy owl, so don't you doubt my strength, now," it said in a dignified voice.
Goldtalon eyed it suspiciously. "Yeah, right," The owl with the gold talon muttered. "Miniatures! Of our kind? How wrong!"
Jemi snorted and looked at Leila, smiling. "You give the oddest gifts, Leila, but I always like them."
Leila grinned even more widely. "Oh, look at that, we're nearly there. Great." Lana said sarcastically.
"Fairly rude one, isn't she?" The elf owl said huffily, flying just behind Jemi's ear.
"So, what's your name?" She asked it.
"Athena. I was named after the goddess! Her sacred animal was an owl." She said boastfully. Leila blinked at Jemi.
"I know he said something, though admittedly I cannot comprehend the language of any species other than humans. Are you going to repeat to me what he has told you?" She asked.
"Ah, never mind." Jemi told her, not quite remembering exactly what it was the owl had said anyway. Leila shrugged and the train slowed down, finally coming to a stop.
One everyone had gotten off of the train; she heard a familiar husky voice.
"Firs' years to me now."
Professor Hagrid, who had been a good friend of hers since her 2nd years, stood about 4 feet above the crowd, clearly visible. She grinned, remembering how scared she had been in her first year when she heard that voice and saw the giant man. Her bag dug into her shoulder, and she asked herself for the thousandth time why she carried around all of the books in her vast library. Of course, the bag weighed far less than it should, but it was still extremely heavy. She climbed into the carriage that would take them up to the castle with Lana and Jemi. They seemed to have a carriage to themselves, a lucky find, but soon a slightly chunky boy (Neville Longbottom, I think, thought Leila) climbed in, clutching a toad. Leila smiled warmly at him, not sure if he was a Gryffindor or Slytherin, until she noticed his red and gold badge.
He nodded. "Leila, right?" She nodded. Suddenly, his toad leapt out of his hand, soon caught skillfully by Jemi.
As the bumpy ride started, the carriage quieted. Finally, it stopped. Leila was the last to get out. She finally got into the Great Hall and sat down at the Ravenclaw table. Karen Nestlefoe and Riana Crystal stared back at her.
"Hey Leila! How was your summer? Read any books?" Karen asked her.
Leila half-smiled. "Have I ever not read? My summer was perfectly fine. Yours?" She replied in a friendly manner.
Karen shrugged. "It wasn't bad." Karen had a reputation for being pessimistic. Riana smiled.
"Terry Boot moved just down the road from us. He's a Slytherin." Karen nodded. Riana went on. "He's actually kind of cute, and I think he likes me."
Leila rolled her eyes. Riana never kept secrets, her own or others' . Before she could go on, however, Dumbledore clapped his hands.
"Welcome, my friends. No doubt you all have filled your minds with cobwebs over the summer. I myself have started quite a collection." Almost everyone laughed. "So, now, to start refreshing, the sorting."
Professor McGonagall brought in a stool and a large, shabby hat. She began calling out names, and the first years she called would slip on the hat and be sorted. There were a good lot of Hufflepuffs, about 1/4 of the first years were Gryffindors, and Slytherin and Ravenclaw both had a fairly even amount of first years. Leila smiled welcomingly at them all and clapped, then finally dug into her food, falling asleep one blissful hour later.
I can't wait! I go to Hogwarts tomorrow! I haven't gotten any mail from Leila all summer, since the muggles here at the orphanage will get suspicious if they see owls flying around. I mean, really, they're not even allowed to see my pets, since we aren't supposed to have animals here. The director is the only one who knows about them. I want to see Leila so bad... she always gives me a birthday gift near to the beginning of the year, since I never get anything from the muggles on the real day, August 5th. I CAN'T WAIT!!! Jemi
Jemi sighed, somewhat happily, and put away her journal. She took out her Hogwarts letter and, for what seemed like the millionth time, read it.
"Don't you think she's getting a little obsessed?" said Silverknight quietly to Goldtalon. Jemi, who could talk to and understand both animals and humans alike, ignored her, but Goldtalon said,
"Yes, but I am too, a little. I'll finally be able to stretch my wings again when we go to Hogwarts. And there will be other owls there. Finally there will be some of my own, dignified kind. I won't have just have Jemi and you cats to talk to. I'll have wise flyers, like myself."
"Hmph. I'll give you wise, Goldie."
"Don't call me that, Silver!"
"Then don't call me 'unwise' or 'undignified.' Or Silver, while you're at it."
Jemi shook her head at her pets' antics. She then turned off her light and went to sleep.
"Hi, Leila!" Jemi saw her friend jump, turn, and grin.
"Good day, Jemi, what are you up to today? Is there anything different happening than what usually happens?"
Jemi rolled her eyes slightly. "Of course there is, Leila. We're going to Hogwarts, remember? We're on the train, you know, and I'm about to sit down with you and your sister. Or maybe you thought we were going home?" Jemi walked over to the seat across from Leila and sat down.
"Oh, come on, Jemi, I was just being polite!" argued Leila.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. You don't see me being polite, do you?"
"You ought to be. Oh, look, here's the trolley. Better go get something."
Leila huffed over to buy something, leaving her friend shaking her head in disgust.
A minute later, arms full of chocolate, Leila grinned came back and pulled a package out of her bag, handing it to Jemi. "I was going to send it by Muggle mail, but I didn't have pocket money for stamps, because I exchanged it for wizarding money at Gringotts. So here you go."
Jemi smiled and tried to act surprised, though Leila always got her something for her birthday. She opened the neatly wrapped gift slowly. What was that? It looked like......an owl? But it was so small! "Believe it or not, Jemi, that's a fully grown elf owl." Leila said happily.
Well, obviously, thought Jemi, who knew almost all there was to know about animals, but she kept her mouth shut, not wanting to offend her friend. To be honest, the owl was sort of...cute. In a tiny, useless kind of way.
"Hello human friend, I am stronger than you think, and I could carry double my weight across the country at the speed of a snowy owl, so don't you doubt my strength, now," it said in a dignified voice.
Goldtalon eyed it suspiciously. "Yeah, right," The owl with the gold talon muttered. "Miniatures! Of our kind? How wrong!"
Jemi snorted and looked at Leila, smiling. "You give the oddest gifts, Leila, but I always like them."
Leila grinned even more widely. "Oh, look at that, we're nearly there. Great." Lana said sarcastically.
"Fairly rude one, isn't she?" The elf owl said huffily, flying just behind Jemi's ear.
"So, what's your name?" She asked it.
"Athena. I was named after the goddess! Her sacred animal was an owl." She said boastfully. Leila blinked at Jemi.
"I know he said something, though admittedly I cannot comprehend the language of any species other than humans. Are you going to repeat to me what he has told you?" She asked.
"Ah, never mind." Jemi told her, not quite remembering exactly what it was the owl had said anyway. Leila shrugged and the train slowed down, finally coming to a stop.
One everyone had gotten off of the train; she heard a familiar husky voice.
"Firs' years to me now."
Professor Hagrid, who had been a good friend of hers since her 2nd years, stood about 4 feet above the crowd, clearly visible. She grinned, remembering how scared she had been in her first year when she heard that voice and saw the giant man. Her bag dug into her shoulder, and she asked herself for the thousandth time why she carried around all of the books in her vast library. Of course, the bag weighed far less than it should, but it was still extremely heavy. She climbed into the carriage that would take them up to the castle with Lana and Jemi. They seemed to have a carriage to themselves, a lucky find, but soon a slightly chunky boy (Neville Longbottom, I think, thought Leila) climbed in, clutching a toad. Leila smiled warmly at him, not sure if he was a Gryffindor or Slytherin, until she noticed his red and gold badge.
He nodded. "Leila, right?" She nodded. Suddenly, his toad leapt out of his hand, soon caught skillfully by Jemi.
As the bumpy ride started, the carriage quieted. Finally, it stopped. Leila was the last to get out. She finally got into the Great Hall and sat down at the Ravenclaw table. Karen Nestlefoe and Riana Crystal stared back at her.
"Hey Leila! How was your summer? Read any books?" Karen asked her.
Leila half-smiled. "Have I ever not read? My summer was perfectly fine. Yours?" She replied in a friendly manner.
Karen shrugged. "It wasn't bad." Karen had a reputation for being pessimistic. Riana smiled.
"Terry Boot moved just down the road from us. He's a Slytherin." Karen nodded. Riana went on. "He's actually kind of cute, and I think he likes me."
Leila rolled her eyes. Riana never kept secrets, her own or others' . Before she could go on, however, Dumbledore clapped his hands.
"Welcome, my friends. No doubt you all have filled your minds with cobwebs over the summer. I myself have started quite a collection." Almost everyone laughed. "So, now, to start refreshing, the sorting."
Professor McGonagall brought in a stool and a large, shabby hat. She began calling out names, and the first years she called would slip on the hat and be sorted. There were a good lot of Hufflepuffs, about 1/4 of the first years were Gryffindors, and Slytherin and Ravenclaw both had a fairly even amount of first years. Leila smiled welcomingly at them all and clapped, then finally dug into her food, falling asleep one blissful hour later.