That's nice. What did you get Alyssa anyway?" Alison seemed sort of out of it, like shd didnt get any sleep.

"N-No. I-It's j-just th-that I-I've n-never b-been t-told s-something l-like th-that," Cassi mumbled back, taking the wand with reverence. Her eyes still shone with childish wonder, further revealing just how small she was, both physically and mentally. Indeed, her emotional lability resulted in her control over her emotions being that of a small child. She honestly couldn't help how she reacted; it just bubbled over.

"W-Willow i-is r-resilient," Cassi said, tracing her tiny finger over the wand delicately. "A-And ph-phoenix f-feathers a-are th-the m-most i-impulsive a-and b-balanced o-of th-the w-wand c-cores." Slowly, Cassi handed the wand, and hers, back, sure that Annie would be a great friend. The wand's chose a compatible wizard, which meant she had to share most of the qualities of the wand.

"M-Mine's n-not a-as p-powerful, b-but i-it's s-still m-mine," Cassi said, eyes downcast. "I-I m-made i-it m-myself. I-It's r-really sh-short b-because m-my h-hands a-are s-so s-small. I-I m-made i-it ou-out o-of an a-apple, r-rosewood m-mix, w-with a-a un-unicorn, v-veela h-hair c-core. Th-the t-two h-hairs a-are t-tied b-by a-a sq-square, o-or j-joining, kn-knot."

"A-Annie? C-Can I-I t-tell y-you a-a s-secret?"

(A nice edit for my previous post I'm guessing)

Evonka stopped dead in her tracks, "I got her an ancient Tome--from a Shrine, I found it and took it with me, I figured the two of us could decode the old text. I know how she loves learning things about foreign places. So I decided it was time I find a really nice gift for her."

"Well maybe I can always keep you on you toes," Anniebelle grinned. "I guess my parents knew me before I ever knew me. Cassi, you can tell me anything, your secrets are safe with my, I would make any unbreakable vow to it. I'm not one to like to hurt people unlike some of these other Slytherins."

Anniebelle took her wand back with a great ease, to not offend the girl.

Alyssa was waiting outside. The weather was still nice and she already ate. She waved as a few Gryffindor third years making the trip back up from the Care of Magical Creatures class and waited for Eve.

"Really? That seems fascinating." She took her wand out of her pocket and polished it. Its a new wand. She broke her previous one over the summer.

"See you've gotten a new want, well I've got to go talk to you later, Alison, your Sister is waiting for me," Evonka nodded a farewell.

Heading on outside to look for Alyssa, seeing that the weather was so nice--she figured she would be found outside. She spotted her outside waiting--figuring Alyssa was waiting for her.

"Hello, Lovely," she spoke walking up to Alyssa, giving her a warm hug and kiss. "How was class?"

Looking up and down the hallway, Cassi took hold of Annie's sleeve before tugging her down and into an empty closet. Of course, her tiny stature resulted in a quite childish display that was reminiscent of a small girl pulling her mother or older sister to show her something. Regardless, once they were inside Cassi put her wand to the lock and locked it. The spell was slightly stronger than usual though, so it would take more than alohomora to open it.

"O-Okay. S-See, I-I g-got s-stabbed b-back a-at m-my o-old sch-school; r-right i-in th-the b-bladder," Cassi said, bunching her robes up in her hands to show Annie the scar. Due to the wound being a puncture wound, the scar, about four or five inches from end to end, was a star-burst shape of lighter coloration than the rest of her. "B-Because o-of th-that, m-my b-bladder m-muscles an-and n-nerves w-were d-destroyed, s-so I-I c-can't c-control wh-when i-it l-let's go. I-I c-can't e-even f-feel wh-when I-I n-need t-to p-pee."

And with that, Cassi took a deep breath, bunched her robes up even farther, and pulled her underarmor-esque leggings down enough to reveal the childish undergarment. By now, the little smiling flowers at the bottom where the white started were slightly faded, indicating that the Easy-up was indeed wet. In Cassi's opinion, that only tied the picture of Dora at the top, right where the tape would go on a diaper, in embarrassment. The chains of flowers along the leg bands only contributed to the childishness of the undergarment.

"Y-You a-aren't g-going t-to l-laugh, r-right?" Cassi asked, a bit of fear creeping back into her cherubic voice as she pulled her pants back up and let her robe drop.

"No, I won't laugh, I wet the bed until I was eight years old, I understand," Anniebelle hugged the girl closely. "You don't have to worry about me talking about you behind your back, laughing at you, the only time I'll be laughing is when we're laughing together, promise. I've been meaning to ask you, would you like me to him your robes, I mean they seem slightly large for your small posture, I would hate to see you trip and fall down the stairs here, they do have a mind of their own.."

Engaging in Annie's hug gratefully, Cassi mumbled her thanks several times before Annie managed to pull away. She was quite possibly the nicest person Cassi had ever seen. Holding out her itty bitty pinky, Cassi hooked it with Annie's. "P-Pinky s-swear?" she asked, unaware of Sparky crawling up her arm to peek out the sleeve at her friend. He blinked slowly for a few moments before receding, though if Annie had looked at her sleeve, she would have been sure to see the glint of his fiery scales.

"O-Oh?" Cassi asked, staring down at her overly large robes. "Y-Yeah, th-that'd b-be n-nice. D-Do y-you kn-know h-how t-to s-sew?" Unlocking the door, Cassi stepped outside while waiting for a response, bubbling with joy that she had someone to talk to like this. It was a truly great feeling to be accepted. Cassi herself could paint and draw, as well as sing and dance. She didn't see any significance in what she could do, but it pointed out how easily she learned new things. It had only taken her a few days to learn how to shade well.

"H-Hey, An-Annie?" she asked, walking to their next class. "C-Could I-I d-draw y-you?"

"Pinky swear as long as he doesn't bite," Anniebelle chuckled. "And..yes, I do know how to sew, I learned at the youth center in my town, I know how to do many things, I pick up useful skills on my downtime, never know what you could run into when you'll be out on your own in four years. It would be an honor to have someone draw me, that's sounds fantastic, I've never meet anyone who wanted to draw me."

((What do you want the next class to be? :3))

"H-He?" Cassi asked, confused, though grateful, that Annie had agreed. Childish as it was, it helped her feel better about confiding in her new friend. "P-Pinkies c-can't b-bite p-people, s-silly!" She giggled uncontrollably after that, only calming down into deep breaths when they got near their next class. Several passing students eyed her strangely, unaware of her emotional lability.

Nodding to Annie's explanation, it made sense after all, Cassi beamed at her again when she agreed to be drawn. Whipping off her hat with a small flourish, she spoke the password, louder than usual, causing some more students to give her a strange look, which made sense considering the language sounded like complete gibberish to anyone who didn't know better. She shoved her hand into the hat before digging around, eventually pulling out a worn sketchbook.

She opened it delicately, revealing a black and white, inked portrait of her parents. They looked so serious and powerful that it was almost a joke that they had given birth to someone like Cassi. At least, that's how she saw it. Regardless, she flipped to the back, stopping on the first open page. As she did though, a flip screen of various portraits and other drawings flashed by, showing just how avid Cassi was about art. There was charcoal, pencil, inks, oil pastels, paint, watercolor, and even gold-leaf. But being alone for most of her life had forced her to find things she enjoyed doing, like singing and drawing. It also helped that she was a quick learner, something that could be considered equivalent exchange for her small size and urinary incontinence.

"I-I l-like t-to d-draw a-a l-lot," Cassi responded, eyeing Annie critically. "M-Maybe w-watercolor? A-Acrylic? I-Inks? Hmm. D-Do y-you h-have a-a pr-preference?"

"Hey, Eve. Lovely day isn't it?" Alyssa lay in the grass near the pond, watching as a tenticle from the depths brought down a duck. "She didn't chew you out that much did you?"

(Well since we missed Care of Magical Creatures, and we went to Divination's...we could go to Defense of the Dark Arts.)

"No, silly," she chuckled, "Though if pinkies did bite, that would be horrible, I was talking about the cute little booger in your sleeve. He looked pretty bitey. You know just from the face it looks a bit like a small dragon. I've dabbled in Art off an on the past few years, while I'm not at Hogwarts I obviously get bored to death. I love sketching with pencils, though watercolor would be amazing, I think, but I've never seen a work done in inks.."

"It's a beautiful day, and it's even more beautiful now that I get to spend it with you again. Well, no, she was glad to see me I guess maybe because we are still together or something. I think she was surprised I brought you something back from Egypt, a little curious about it too..

"O-Oh, h-he's n-not," Cassi mumbled slightly afraid that Annie might tell someone that she had a pet dragon, something they didn't care for here in Britain. "O-Okay th-then! I-Inks i-it i-is!" Beaming happily, she ran ahead into their Defense Against the Dark Arts class, grabbing a seat and patting next to her for Annie to sit. There certainly was plenty of room, considering Cassi took up as much as your average two or three year old.

The teacher, a kindly older woman, stood at the chalkboard writing something while she waited for the students to finish finding their seats. Taking advantage of this, Cassi pulled out her colored inks and sketching materials, in other words a few pencils and erasers. Peeking up at her every so often, Cassi began her sketch. The pencils were of a harder grade than the traditional number two, so they didn't darken as much, something that she needed to avoid issues with the ink later.

Unfortunately, the professor did start the class, requiring Cassi to charm it against damage before putting it away, along with her other art supplies. The teacher was currently explaining some of the finer distinctions of Dark Magic, which was probably a little bit of review from last year. Regardless, it was rather interesting, and so Cassi found herself listening intently.

(Seeing that there is no defense again the dark arts teacher...we need to name her :D)

Anniebelle followed in behind her--sitting down beside Cassi, whispering in her ear, "Hagrid would probably love to see it--I won't tell a soul, we could go see him after class today."

Anniebelle went back to back to listening, digesting every word the professor so much as uttered. She loved this class, but would neither confirm or deny the other things that gave her great joys. She hoped to ask Cassi if she had sent word to her parents about helping to find her parent after class..she was getting rather curious, but her attention remained unaffected.

"Alison is just being nice. She's a bit of a homophobe." She lowered her voice to a whisper as she saw her twin pass by her again, heading to the Quittich pitch with her Newest Nimbus model, "But I think that she is secretly a lesbian in denial. She's never shown any interest in boys. And Ive seen her eying you up a few times."
Seeing her sister practicing her flying, she knew that it must be close to tryout times. She knew that she would have to go through a tedious Saturday with new players and players from last year who wanted to try for the team again. She sighed and lay back on the soft grass, watching the clouds drift across the sky. Skiing as she saw one that reminded her of her passed white Persian cat.

Cassi just nodded in response to Annie's reassurance, too relieved to speak. She had been so afraid of getting in trouble. Doodling idly, as was her habit when she wasn't allowed an outlet for her energy, Cassi was called on suddenly by the teacher. Standing slowly, she blushed as the rest of the class snickered, obviously hoping she would crash and burn. "Ms. Shirosaki, considering you feel my class to unimportant to invest the majority of your attention, please, tell me what the three types of Dark Magic are," she ordered, causing several snickers from the other students.

"Uh, th-the th-three t-types a-are J-Jinxes, H-Hexes, a-and C-Curses," Cassi stammered, eyes glued to her toes as they shuffled on the tile floor. "J-Jinxes a-aren't a-as m-malevolent, o-or d-dark, a-as H-Hexes, wh-which a-aren't a-as d-dark a-as C-Curses." She waited until the teacher nodded her satisfaction before sitting down. Of course, the majority of the other students were disappointed taht she had succeeded, revealed by several groans. Sparky muttered a word of encouragement in her hear, only translatable by a Pareslmouth such as herself, of course. Regardless, it caused her to smile as she went back to her doodles, still paying attention.

Eventually, the bell rang, dismissing the students for the day. Their schedules were actually pretty lax. Three to four classes that alternated every other day from Monday on through Friday. Quidditch tryouts were to take place in a while, and Mr. Slughorn had adamantly declared she should join up. She had only agreed reluctantly, afraid of angering him.

"Uh, A-Annie?" Cassi asked, timidly as usual. "W-Would y-you w-watch m-my t-tryouts? Y-You k-know, f-for Q-Quidditch?"

Reaper was skipping his classes that day, if anyone asked him, he would just say he wasn't feeling well. That is unless he was caught looking around, he hadn't even bothered to leave the room just yet. He was tired and stayed up most of the night, he had thought he saw a small spider before bed, and well as childish as that would sound, he didn't sleep. His fear of spiders was only for small ones, not anything larger than that; some would think he was crazy for not sleeping over a small thing that could hide in the room but he just didn't like creepy crawlies while he slept as he would think they were near him. Waking up to that and having a slight case of Arachnophobia was not something that should be done. "Well this is boring" he spoke to himself.

Crystal on the other hand was already in class, though she wasn't paying no attention as she had her own books she brought with her, she was finishing up her last one. She needed to get more of them, without books she could be a total b*tch to anyone, but, that was like taking music away from someone who has already grown accustomed to it. Or taking away a cellphone from someone who have had it for years. It just wasn't something that you should do, but, she was curious about the amount of books in the library and knew she was going to check out alot of them. Each with different sections and all about things she would love to read about with no end. As she finished up Breaking Dawn by Stephanie Meyer, she was thinking about how stupid the series was. However, if you give her any book, she will read it, unless she had read it before. She was known to be a total bookworm but that is one reason she was almost placed in HufflePuff.

Alison flew over the empty Quittich pitch, letting the wind mess up her hair and blow at her face. It was relaxing to say the least. She didn't notice anybody, she didn't even know it anyone was coming over to the pitch, and she didn't care.

Afanassii swept his long red hair over his right shoulder and sighed as he made his way out of his new shared room in Ravenclaw tower. He had been sorted the previous night while the students were finishing their dessert, and he was promptly shuffled up into his place in the tower afterward.

It seems that transfers so rarely happened in the wizarding schools that it was quite the unexpected thing for the students. While he was quite used to a certain amount of attention following him, he was now quite the stranger in a strange land and gathered attention not only because of his appearance but also because of the oddity of his arrival.

So it was with a certain amount of trepidation that he made his way down the tower stairs. There was a sudden burst of whispering and giggling when he entered the common room and he blushed a bit in spite of himself. Today would be the first day of classes at Hogwarts and he knew he had a tendency to be easily distracted, so he swallowed down his reaction and turned to enter the halls with a serious and studious outlook.

It wasn't until he was halfway out of the tower that he realized he had completely forgot to don his robes. After dashing back upstairs to retrieve them, he finally entered the school proper, blushing even more furiously than before...

"I never would have guessed, well I guess we could try to make it more comfortable for her seeing that she's your Sister, but who am I kidding, we are who we are and there's no way to suppress that or deny it. Well seeing that she devotes all of her time to studies, maybe she just has no time for boys and on top of that, she's never had a boyfriend has she," Evonka questioned.

The sky was gorgeous today, she pointed up at one of the clouds it reminded her of a duck, she then decided upon herself to snuggle up with Alyssa.

"Sure, I would love to come to Quidditch tryouts," Anniebelle grinned. "Maybe I could try out this year, I'm quite good on a broom, though I would have to go out and buy one..I've got more than enough money to get one. Did you ever get around to sending an owl to your parents, about the inquiry on mine?"

Anniebelle truly wanted to know as much about them as possible, she was somewhat ashamed to have been given up at birth, and to have never haven them, the subject always made her rather curious.

Smiling up at Annie in gratitude for her support, Cassi started making her way outside, trusting Annie to tell her when they had gone astray, and to lead them to the pitch. "Y-You sh-should!" Cassi explained with a radiant face. "I-It'd b-be m-more f-fun th-that w-way." Of course, she was probably going to get harassed by the other Slytherins anyway. But it would still be better with Annie by her side.

"Y-Yeah, I-I've s-sent th-the o-owl, b-but i-it m-might t-take a w-while f-for u-us t-to g-get a-an a-answer," Cassi said, sobering up. "M-My p-parents a-are r-really b-busy i-is a-all. M-Mom's a-an a-actress, a-and D-Dad w-works f-for th-the m-Ministry." They also didn't really care for her company, which was to be expected considering all of her faults. She honestly had too many to count to be very good to spend time with.

"You're going the right way, it's behind the school. I'm going to have to talk to McGonagall, about leaving the campus, to get a broom. It would probably be more fun, maybe we could bring a greater cooperation within out team. I can't wait to find out anything about my parents, dead or alive, it would be nice to know anything about them. I would love for you to come with me to get a broom, we could try the new Nimbus out, maybe even get a few treats, seeing that the tryouts go on for days," Anniebelle grinned, somewhat excited by the idea of getting to possibly spend the day out shopping with Cassi. "I could even get some more thread to stitch us your robes, some rune thread perhaps, maybe infuse the thread with some luck or a small protection spell."

Cassi was a little disheartened when Annie said she would need to leave, and was hesitant at first about joining her on the shopping trip. After all, Cassi had never done something like that with anyone. But Annie's description excited her, and she found herself quivering with it euto the emotional lability. "C-Come o-on! L-Let's go!" Cassi said, tugging at Annie's sleeve futilely. Of course, her destination was the headmistress's office. If she could remember the way, that was.

In all honesty, Cassi could understand Annie wanting to know her parents. In fact, Cassi wanted to know her own parents better than she did now a lot of times. But the way things were was just the way that they were. Although that didn't mean that Cassi couldn't meet Annie's parents, foster definitely, but birth if possible. It was an interesting thought, though it made her sweat. What if they didn't like her? She was able to shake that nasty thought from her head, however, by thinking of what fun it would be to go out to town with Annie.

"No, she never had a boyfriend. But thats no reason for her to be checking you out. You're mine!"alyssa put her arm around eve and took in the nice smells of fall

-Micheal felt his face beginning to get numb as he stared at the sky. He laughed gently as he held up his eight inch wand, which was colored a deep black. It was made of Oak, and had a dragon heartstring core. He felt the wind sweep his deep blue robes and make it flutter. He stared at the sky and took a deep breath, holding up his wand and feeling power course through it slowly, before deciding it was only proper that he returned it to his pocket, beginning to walk away from the wide open plain that lead the forest. He pushed the schools doors open and walked in, his footsteps quiet and his face downcast. He was mad that he was so sick for such a long time.-