Friendship is Magical- A Hogwarts roleplay/story.
This story is written by four friends: Kaitlyn (Amy Trelawney), Sarah (Destiny Black), Raven (Nikki Madison), and Mandy (Anja Zimmerman). Hogwarts and the like are © JK Rowling, so: "Don't know, don't own, don't sue."
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Anja got up and slowly wlked to the window. It had begun to rain heavily. Her eyes wandered until she saw something very... peculiar. Even through the rain she saw two blue lights. She rubbed her eyes and looked again. A shadow was attached to the lights and then she realized they were eyes. But who's? She shrugged it off as being a hallucination and went back to her bed and, for once, slept peacefully.
Nikki smiled at Anja through the glass. Her eyes returned to the icy blue color they once were. Midnight crawled onto her lap and purred silently. She placed her sleeping cat onto the bed and walked out the door. In the commons room, paintings slept and the fire glittered an orange color. She opened the portrait slightly and peered out into the empty hallway. She climbed out and hurried down the hallway.
She must have passed a dozen rooms and corridors before she reached her destination- the library. She walked down an aisle until she saw a shadowy figure ripping books with his bloody hands. The figure suddenly stopped what he, or "it", was doing and lifted his head slowly and found that Nikki was looking directly at him.
"You can see me...?" he said in a harsh voice.
Nikki nodded her head and smiled. "You're familiar with my friend Anja, are you not?" He glared at her.
"What's it to you?" he rasped.
"Only that if you ever give her a nightmare again, you will regret it for the rest of your immortal life."
He was now confused. "How did you- "
"I know more about you than you think, Zestos," she said. He became wide-eyed. Her eyes flashed an eerie blue and she smiled. He stepped back in horror.
"I-It's... y-you!" he stammered.
Nikki turned on her heel and walked away.
She sighed as she walked down the hall. As she passed a room she found Neville pacing and whispering to himself. "Amy, I... no, that's not right. Lovely day today, isn't it, Amy?... no, no, NO..."
Nikki laughed silently and said, "If you want my advice, I'd just be yourself!"
A startled Neville tripped over the foot-stool and landed on his back. Nikki held her hand to her mouth to keep from laughing. Neville gave an embarrassed smile. He got up and sat in a chair and said, "Please, explain whatever will get her attention- I'll do it!"
"There's no need for explanations," she said, "Just be honest and be yourself."
He gave a weak smile and replied, "Easier said than done."
Nikki knew tomorrow would be an interesting day.
Amy awoke with a groan and rolled over, pulling her pillow over her head. Lavender grunted and shook her entire bed, desperate to rouse her. Amy then sat up and rubbed her eyes, shooing her away. She slid out of bed and immediately got dressed, almost forgetting her glasses. She glanced at herself in a nearby mirror and then looked away in shame. She hated the way she looked with short, blonde hair and her thick-framed glasses. With no curves and a small frame, no wonder Neville mistook her for a guy.
She slunk away towards breakfast along with the rest of the school, her head hanging. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Anja walking by herself. Amy sped up a bit and caught up to her, stopping before she ran into the slytherin girl in front of her.
"Hi, good morning?"
"What's so good about it? It just started."
"Touché."
Amy sighed and rubbed the back of her neck, debating on what to say. They broke through the Great Hall and gasped, eyes wide to what they now saw.
Instead of the usual four long tables, there were a bunch of round tables. They hesitated for a moment and then shuffled to a lone table in the corner. As soon as the two of them sat down, they were joined by Des, Nikki and Harry hand in hand, and of course Ron and Hermione. Amy glanced up and spotted Neville gravitating towards them.
"G'morning, Amy, how was your night?"
She shrugged and looked down at the hardwood table, examining the fine grains.
"Fine, I guess."
Neville blushed and then turned his head away.
"Well, good morning ladies and gents," came a cool voice from behind them.
Everyone turned in their chairs and looked up, the girls' jaws dropping and the guys' eyebrows furrowing in disbelief.
A man, probably a seventh year, stood behind them, tossing long blond strands out of his face. It was like a god had walked into their prescence. He had dark green eyes that hid behind shoulder-length platinum blonde hair. He had a black bandana folded and tied over one eye and the knot was neatly placed to the side.
Amy's eyes opened wide as she stared up at him. She then hurriedly removed her glasses and put them away, smiling sheepishly.
"Mind if I sit with you?" he looked around the table, Ron, Harry, and Neville glaring at him. The girls nodded and he pulled out a chair in between Anja and Des. As soon as he sat down, food appeared on the table. The whole group began to eat hungrily since nobody had been in the mood to eat the night before.
"As you may have noticed, we have decided to change things since Dumbledore's... passing on. We have decided that unity will be the best protection against the... recent mishaps. Therefore we have decided to change things around a bit. The seperate tables have been taken away."
Des, who was picking at her food more than eating it, looked up. Her expression went from vapid confusion to slightly embarassed happiness.
"You mean..." she began timidly, blushing, "I get to sit with my friends?"
Her gaze went from each face of her new group to the new boy. Instead of looking away and blushing more, Des found herself lost in his eye. No, truly drowning in the heavenly green shade- for there was only one orb visible, so her attention could focus on it, instead of fleetingly glancing into the other. After what seemed an eternity ( it was really only five seconds), she looked back at her plate. What was she thinking? She was nowhere near good enough for him.
"Yes." she heared him reply, forcing her to look back up at him, "You can sit with anyone you like."
Des looked to each of her girlfriends, shyly glowing.
"And," he murmured, leaning over the table as if sharing a secret (so everyone else leaned in too, though the guys did so grudgingly), "All classes will be mixed. Depending on how good you are, you can be in any class. Your house and year no longer determine your classes- but the power of your mind does."
Des glanced to her friends in turn once more, silently hoping to be in a class with at least one of them. Amy looked to the new boy, and he returned her gaze. She looked away, blushing, only for him to take her chin and turn her face towards his, forcing her to stare into his hue.
"You have beautiful eyes, did you know that?" he asked, flashing one of his award-winning smiles. Amy lost her breath, and Des grins. For a split second, Des had been jealous- but it had melted the moment she saw how the boy's face lit up when he caught Amy staring. Des was suddenly exceedingly happy for her friend, and very proud.
Obviously putting forth a ton of effort to pull his attention off of Amy, the boy looked up at the rest of them, blushing very slightly.
"Oh, and we won't start classes until tomorrow," he explained, "Because we get to re-figure what courses we want."
"Ve can have a ton of classes together!" Anja suddenly exclaimed.
Everyone turned to her and began talking amongst themselves all at once, the excitement spreading like wildfire from one excited face to the next. They were soon silenced, however, when McGonagal called for their attention, and Des and the others cheered louder than anyone at the announcement.
Now the whole school was buzizng- even the slytherins seemed happy. About what, seeing as how they were too stuck-up to care about anyone outside their house, Des didn't care. Everyone was then told to eat breakfast- and that once they'd eaten, they'd be given a blank course list, and were to spend the remainder of the day 'carefully examining what classes to take.'
"Mum will have a heart attack if Ginny and I sign up for all new classes," Ron whined, "This stuff's expensive."
"Can't you return what you aren't going to use?" Hermione mused, smirking.
"If you have a spell to get 'Roonil Wazlib' off of it all." he moped.
Hermione laughed. "You're still using Fred and George's spell-checking quill?" she giggled.
"No!" he denied, flushing, "Ginny thought it would be a laugh."
Everyone laughed, including Ron, and Hermione told him to use a vanishing spell. They began eating quickly, eager to start filling out their papers with classes they could take together.
Des was extremely bright, and could probably do well in any class- so for the first time since the ride to the castle, she positively beamed.
Anja pondered to herself what classes, exactly, that she was going to take. She knew that she definately wanted to take another history class, but other than that... she didn't know. Deep in thought, she jumped when a slight nudging came from her left. It was the new guy- whom Anja had forgotten his name when he had introduced himself to the others while she was in her own world.
"You've got enough time to choose classes," he said, as if reading her mind. "Spend some time with your friends and don't worry about that just yet."
Then he smiled over at Amy and gave her a sweet wink, that could have been an odd blink for the bandana covered the other eye and made it a bit funny-looking.
Anja sighed and was, yet again, startled by a loud voice coming from directly behind her.
"HEY! What'cha doing sitting here? Think you're going to pick up some chicks?"
Everyone at the table directed their attention to where the voice came from. Obiously a friend of the 'new guy's'.
"He. I'm just kidding, Demitri." he said, pulling up a chair between Demitri and Anja.
"Very funny, Logan," Demitri scowled, then added in his own charming laugh- which made Amy blush a bit.
It was now that Anja caught a glimpse of who would actually be her first love- as she had never had a guy come within thirty feet of her on his own free will (an exception to Demitri, as he had been sitting next to her).
Anja shyly glanced at a yound man with raven-black hair and clear, crystal-blue eyes. He was a bit pale, with light freckles spotted on his cheeks and nose, and a small patch of a black gotee on his clefted chin. Anja was in a daze until she realized he was speaking to her.
"... hey... What's up with your eye? It's cool-looking." he grinned, producing dimples at the corners of his mouth.
"Oh... yeah..." Anja blushed. "I'm... blind in this eye..." she murmured.
Usually she would have gotten offended if someone had made a comment on her eye, but for some reason, his attention soothed her.
"Does... it bother you?" she questioned.
"Not at all." he laughed, then leaned forward and whispered to her, "I like it."
Amy threw a sausage at him and it made contact square in the head. Everyone but Amy, Logan, and Demitri paused. The three exclusions bursted out into laughter. Anja was confused.
"Do you know each other?" Nikki asked
"KNOW each other?" Amy repeated. "I know Logan from back home!"
"Technically, he's from Germany." Demitri stated.
"Vhat? From Germany?" Anja was intrigued.
"Why don't you have an accent, like Anja?" asked Des.
"Spent too much time in Cali." Logan said curtly.
Nikki couldn't help but laugh at this strange new guy. Her attention quickly changed to Demitri. She had seen him before. Being the Angel of Mercy, she had met many people in her life, which only made things harder. Harry squeezed her hand and asked, "Is everything alright?"
"Yes..." she said slowly, "Yes, everything is... alright."
The day seemed to pass by very fast. Soon she and her friends were enjoying the cool breeze by the lake.
"Wow, what a day!" Des said, stretching out on the soft grass.
"It 'as been vury good, plus ve got to make new friends," Anja said.
"Yes, that's always good. Now if you'll excuse me, I must get to the library," said Harry wlaking to Nikki.
She hugged him anf held on tightly. She whispered to him, "Be careful." Harry gave her an odd look and walked away.
Amy sat with her back against one of the oak trees, watching her friends chat merrily in front of her. She grinned and pushed her glasses up on her nose and pretended to read her book, but her mind had wandered elsewhere. She'd made so many friends already and it was only the second day of school. They were all so nice to her, even if her aunt was loony ol' Trelawney.
She glanced around once again and watched as Logan smiled shyly at Anja and then with a wave, turned and headed Amy's way. She tried to busy herself with her book, but Logan blatantly said, "Your book is upside down." She peered up at him over the rims of her glasses.
Logan grinned as he took a spot near her and he watched Anja stroll towards Des and Nikki who were trying to catch fish with the Accio spell.
"If you help me out, I'll help you out."
"What are you going on about?"
"I mean Anja... She's so beautiful." He propped up his legs and rested his head in his hands, gazing longingly at her. Amy smiled and watched his facial expressions, all of them happy.
"Just be a total kiss ass. Girls like that."
"But how do I do that? I can barely even talk to her without getting all choked up."
"Just give it time..."
"And what about you and Demitri? I saw the way you two looked at each other."
"It's probably nothing."
Amy hung her head and sighed, digging her toes into the sand. Back in California, she had left her boyfriend because she was moving so far away. She still remembered how much she had wanted to cry on the plane trip over. He was sad as well, but he was probably over it by now.
"Don't say that. Anything can happen, this is a school of magic."
And, as if on cue, Des screamed as a large fish jumped from the lake and wiggled and flopped in the air, her wand still pointed at the fish. Amy smiled and pushed her glasses back up on her nose.
"I guess you're right. It's definately not Cali, but it'll suffice."
Logan nodded and then bid her and Anja goodbye, and he left to join Demitri and some other fellows in a fair game of quidditch. Amy stood up and walked towards the edge of the lake, peering in. She watched the tiny ripples lick along the shore and she smiled, looking up to the lake.
Her eyes grew wide in terror as she watched a head bob up to the surface of the lake.
"What are you doing here?" Amy thought to the creature, anger laced within the thought.
"I'm here to settle a score."
"Begone with you, you wretched fool, you have no place near this castle!"
"But you are wrong, blonde child. I have every right to be here."
Amy whipped out her wand with the unicorn hair inside of it and pointed it at the head in the water. Long green hair covered glowing red eyes and fin-like ears protruded from the hair. It faintly resembled a mermaid, but nothing as majestic as the merfolks. Creatures like this are crude, annoying, and violent. Their name is the Bipedalamphibionilous, but are called 'hibions' for short.
"What do you want with Hogwarts so bad to swim all the way across the ocean to get here?"
"Revenge..." the hibion let out a long squeal so high-pitched, it felt as if Amy's glasses would shatter.
"Expelliarmous!"
A bright light shot out of the tip oif her want and hit the water just after the hibion had disappeared into the depths of the lake.
Amy stood befounded on the shore, the other girls running towards her.
"Amy, vhat's wrong?" Anja asked, gingerly thouching Amy's shoulder.
"N... nothing." she shook her head, plastering a fake smile on her face. She had to wait to tell her friends about the hibion; wait until she knew, and could trust, them a little better.