Disclaimer: I STILL do not own them. . .probably won't.
Note: this one is the shortest and my favorite b/c Eli is introduced. . . and Malcom. . . and EliandMalcom hearts hyperventalates
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Inside Hogwarts, sitting on the steps in front of the Great Hall, were seven children. They had an array of skin tones, dark as night, pale as snow, tanned to gold, tanned to chocolate. It was a lovley rainbow of skin, but the children did not speak to each other. They sat in silence, tense feelings that choked them.
One child, Eli Crane, broke the silence. He had been scratching himself due to the scratchy wool from his homemade uniform. He had gotten to his back and to that spot that no one can reach.
"Uh. . .Cud someun 'elp me?" he asked, his accent husky and thick from Ban Demons Land (gah I butchered that!).
The other kids looked at him, except from Racheal, a girl w/ curly black hair and all her baby fat, who remained staring at a fly that buzzed around her head. The two chinese boys, Wan and Li, turned back to face forward, not fully comprehending his request. The tall, pale boy, Randy, simply brought his knees to his chest, afraid of what might happen if he got up to help the poor boy.
The brown skinned boy, also with a heavy accent from Kashmir, turned to Eli and said, "Well, you should have though of this situation before you put on that porqupine of a robe." He then huffed and face front. He was a violent boy, who believed in himself and only himself.
The last child, a boy with dark skin, darker than the Kashmiri, and named Malcom, sighed stood up and went behind Eli and scratched his back. (RUN ON SENTENCE!!) Eli relaxed his arms and slumped his shoulders, his pain relieved.
Malcom continued to scratch for a little while until he asked, "Is that good?"
"A little to da left." Malcom shifted his hand, causing the little boy to smile in content. "Ah, yes, that's parfect. T'ank ya."
Malcom stopped and returned to his seat next to Randy at the end.
"Ay'll return da favor un day," Eli said, leaning forward to see Malcom.
The black boy seemed surprised by Eli's statement, but he couldn't say anything in return for the rest of the first years came walking up the hallway and they had to enter the Great Hall for the first time.
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Yes, return the favor indeeeed hehehehe evil No really it is important. . kinda. This 'favor' leads up to stuff about Eli that is important. . .but for a later story. Nothing too important for this story however, but it is nice. . .I should not tell you what to follow!! You should just get it later on. . .iffen I keep up w/ this.