A few weeks have passed, Hermione, Draco, and Neville were installed at the Collegia, the first two were studying with all classes since they were Blues or the Unaffiliated students.

Hermione was loving the new classes, she chose History, Law, Practical Maths, she even took a few classes in the Healer's Collegium, that was just basic first aid, she found out by talking with each Dean that some classes weren't offered until they passed certain classes. Draco was in most of her classes. Hermione even found a kindred spirit in Herald-Chronicler Myste, who was in charge of the library, who was an odd woman for a Herald, she wore glasses, she wasn't the slender, athletic type, she was plump. The woman even tutored her in certain classes, such as accounting. Hermione and Herald Myste often were found together going over some of the library books, she wasn't pleased she couldn't take the book out of the library but she understood that some Trainees and Blues weren't the best at keeping books neat and that books were rare in Valdemar since they were produced on vellum or parchment, which lasts longer than paper.

Draco was taking a different set of lessons after he and Hermione were questioned by the Dean Teren and the other Deans of the two Collegia on the grounds. He had one called 'Courtly Graces.' he knew that one to be an Etiquette lesson, he thought it would be a good idea not to shove his boots down his throat at Court, since his godfather was now known as Lord Severus and his province was Wyvern Reach.

While the Heralds Corina and Harry respectfully tried their best to check on their progress, after the first week of being within Valdemar, they had to return to duty, with a few changes, Harry was made a Mage-Teacher, he specialized in combat magic, while Corina was given the post of special messenger. Her uniforms now had the silver arrow embroidered on the sleeves. While she was often gone for weeks or days at a time, Harry made himself available to his friends.

He finished with his current set of students, he went out to Companion's Field, he seen two Blues just watching the Companion herd, he went up and put his booted foot up on the first rung of the fence.

Draco and Hermione were just watching the Companions when a Herald walked up.

"Beautiful day out here, huh?" a familiar voice greets, startling the two students.

Hermione turned slightly "Harry!"

"So what brings you out here?" Harry questions

"We have a free hour, so we decided just to admire the Companion herd." Draco replies, "I can't tell them apart."

"Would you believe neither can I?" Harry questions, "and one of them is my own Companion."

Meanwhile, in the herd, two Companions were noticing the two unaffiliated students. One stallion that was just around eight years old, not yet old enough Choose a Herald, he made the steps forward when his elder sister blocked his way.

: Trevor, just where are you going?: Morgan questions, starting at the young stallion.

: I am curious and I'm not the only one, Sylvia is too.: Trevor responds, he swung his head and looked toward the fence. He felt in his heart that boy was his, and he just wanted to form a friendship with him before he was able to form the bond between them.

Sylvia was old enough to choose and was just biding her time until Hermione was ready. : Morgan, I think it would be a good idea for us to at least see if they're worthy, I feel the Call but I am waiting.: she pawed the ground, her neck arched looking at her friend.

Morgan regarded the two Companions before her and sighed. Before she could even make a reply, she noticed Rolan coming up to them.

The three Companions looked at the Grove-Born stallion, as he came up to them.

: Just what ails you three?: Rolan questions

All three of them explained their opinions and Morgan expressed her concern after the way that Draco had treated her.

: Seems to me, that you made a swift Judgment and did not consider that he wouldn't have known you, Companion Morgan from a horse. We are in equine form, if you don't remember.: Rolan states :We have chose to assign Companions before, If you two know that they are your Chosen, I vote to befriend them first.:

Morgan lowered her eyes and agreed. : I will make introductions: she turned toward the fence and took the two other Companions with her.

Draco, Hermione, and Harry watched as three different Companions left the herd and started walked up the Field toward them.

"One is Morgan, I know her anywhere but the other two I'm not familiar with.." Harry states as he wondered what was happening.

Morgan walked up the fence and greeted her Chosen by gently blowing into his jerkin. She then proceeded in open Mindspeech, directed at the three of the humans. :These two are Sylvia and Trevor, they have decided to befriend Hermione and Draco, until they feel the need to Choose their Heralds.:

"Oh, that is very nice of you." Hermione replies

Trevor whickered as he tossed his head. :You are very welcome, friend.:

Sylvia nods :Let's go into the stable and talk.: she turned and lead the human girl, while Trevor did the same.

Harry was perplexed never in his experience with Companions have they decided to break out of the normal and talk to people, who were not Chosen.

: It has been done before, Chosen. Years ago, when the Sun-Priest Ambassador first came to Valdemar, We the Companions assigned a young stallion by the name of Florian to act as our liaison. We Companions know everything our Chosen know, so when one of them is busy, those two can explain something. Or know where or who to look for!: Morgan explains, she kept her thoughts shielded from Hermione and Draco, and spoke only to her Chosen.

:There is something, you're not telling me.: Harry replies, he looked at the two Companions. :Trevor doesn't look old enough to Choose?:

:He's not, two more years until he's ten and is old enough to Choose, while Sylvia is old enough, she wants to make sure of her Choice, she has several false Calls.: Morgan replies, as they entered the stable, Morgan went to her stall, Harry went and got her brush and currycomb.

Sylvia looked at Morgan and sighed longingly, she itched and didn't have a Chosen to brush her.

"Sylvia, I would be honored to give you the same treatment?" Hermione questions

The Companion mare's eyes brighten and went and shown Hermione, her stall. :My stuff is in my stall. Unpartnered Companions don't really get groomed unless we ask for it.:

Trevor looked at Draco with a look.

"Fine, I'll do the same, but you have to show me what to do." Draco relented

The three of them groomed the Companions. While talking, until the bell rang to signal the blues that their next class was about to start.