NationStates Jolt Archive

Markhalls was founded in 1000 AD by a group of five wizards: Rubeus Bladvak, Paracelsus Kwikspell, Accio Grubbly-Plank, Augustus Bubblehead and Cedric M. Vablatsky. The Dominion did not have control over the Alps, so Markhalls was a secret to them. The house names were taking for a magic school in the England area, that school was founded at the same time as Markhalls was.

The school grounds were ready for the students, first year students and the older ones. Prized fourth year students like the quite Kioshi Tanaka, the only other Dhampir in the school, Dan Oslim, the fourth year Czechoslovakian with a crazy wand, Len Zinjaing, the rich Chinese boy, and Titus Viscilium of the Viscilium family, a wizard family that is in the middle of the income race. Then their was sixth year prized students; Simon Dragoti, an Albanian student and captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, and Giovanni D' Agata, an Italian student and the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team. All was well in the school until Professor Semenov and the others professors got word about the deaths in the Strombreck family. The Strombreck family members never went to Markhalls, they went to a magic school closer to home. But Professor Semenov knew a few of the elder Strombreck males. So when he go a message from one of them, asking for a safe haven for the children. He acted and sent people to get them. That was about week ago, the children were safe at Markhalls. All six of Strombreck children were safe under the roof of the school. The children were given their own private rooms in Markhalls, where they can be guarded the best. Whatever was killing off their kin was going to have a hard time getting to them.

He snapped back into reality as Chauror cry out. Vladimir looked out the window to see what his Spanish Black Tyrant was calling out at. His eyes looked at the small lake on the south part of the school ground. Nothing. he said to himself. Then he saw it, the students have arrived in Markhalls Express. The school’s steam locomotives was moving passed the lake, now. It was German steam locomotive, one of the first built and keep together by magic. The locomotive slowly pulls into Markhall train depot. As the Express does a full stop, the students began to exit and starts toward the castle. The only thing had on them was there school robes and their wand, their other stuff would be transported to their room by magic ways later. Chauror just looked down at the students from the highest part of the castle. Vladimir looked out in the crowd of students, he looked at Giovanni and the many younger girls around him then his eyes moved to Kioshi. The his eyes moved near the front of the students, a short blonde spiky haired boy followed by to two fat short black hair boys. Sirius Ackerley. he said to himself. And those two behind him must be Stewart Crookshanks and Albus Wigworthy.

Somewhere in Scotland

"Uncle...My dear Uncle." He hisses, almost as though his voice is cold frost air forced from his lips. He shakes the figure that hangs from the wall, chains about his wrists, before he brings the back of his hands against the mans face; his other holding his head up by his hair. "Not yet...You've not earned such a quick death..." He lets the mans head drop, turning away from him, muttering in furious incant beneath his breath, before he hears the man cough, sputtering, a weak sigh emerging from his chest.

Matthias smiles.

"It's been Seven days, and yet still...Nothing. You've hidden them, hidden them all away and still...You don't relent. Family man" He laughs, a mocking ringing like a silver bell. "You must love them, very, very much" His voice has lost all mocking humor now; his expression hardens, tightens.

"Please....Matthias. Mercy."

"Oh no, not now. Not tonight. Did they beg for mercy I wonder? My wife? The child that slumbered in her womb? Did they beg? Cry out? Your wife did. She pleaded for days, that I simply kill her. But I didn't, no, the children had to go first. One. After. The. Other. Then I finally killed her. It's amusing how you put flowers on their graves, and then ran, like a coward. No flowers on the graves of Matthias' spouse...But that doesn't matter. I've learned how to let go of them, of the pain." He draws his wand across the mans chest, eliciting a cry of agony, echoing even as Matthias softly begins to whisper. "Would you like me to show you how?"

The screams half drown out the incantation, Matthias doesn't particularly care. He continues on relentless; the sounds of his torments a soothing lullaby to a mind so lost to darkness. An imp, shifting like some incorporeal shadow, perches upon his shoulder, whispering greater insanities into his ears. But then the cry of his uncle echoes through the halls, and he listens, and he grins.

"Mar.....Markhalls....The....School. The Children...God help me....God...God.."

"Not even god can help you now, Uncle. Would you like me to take away the pain? All it requires is a willingness to embrace the unembraceable; to help you, to take away your miseries...They're all dead..."

"No...They live, the children..."

"No consequence. I'll snuff out your entire misbegotten line; your hateful breed. Where?"

"Never..."

WHERE

"S....Switzerland. The Alps...."

"Good...You can die now; knowing you've sealed their fate." A gesture; a howl of pure rage, a spark, flame, madness. "It is finished..."

Who the hell are these freaks?
Richard was new to the magic world. Roughly 5 months new: when he first recieved the letter he thought it was a joke: A cruel joke for a boy who was going to be sent to some cheap London comprehensive to be bullied and tormented untill he learnt to torment other people in much the same way. And then he could learn the other wonders of state run schools: Drugs, knifes, alchohol, anything that pupils could use for some sort of entertainment.

Thank god I am here and not there. Even if I am a freak......

But as Richard recieved more letters and even an email, he began to review his past. The strange accidents, always seeming to benefit Richard in some way or another, and there were alot of them. Thats when Richard took the letters serious.

Suddenly Richard snapped out of thoughts. The train was stopping. Looking out the window, Richard spotted the lake and the unfamiliar surroundings.

Helluva alot better than home.

Pulling out his stick (he was not quite ready to call it a wand) he progressed to the exit, ruthlessly pushing aside those smaller than him (and stepping around those who looked older and bigger).

Friedrich von Flotow had been sitting by himself since he had entered the train. For the last two years he hadn't made one friend. Most of the people in his classes made fun of him. The only friend he had was Aves, his golden eagle, but Aves was in a cage with his other stuff. When the Markhalls Express he pulled a book out of robes. All of the ride to Markhalls Friedrich read his book.

When they finally got to Markhalls Friedrich put away his book and waited for the train to stop. He stared out the window watching all the students go inside. The first years looked be amazed. Then he saw young girls around Giovanni. Most of the people were going up to the castle, Friedrich decided it was time to go. He picked up his wand and went outside.

Friedrich stepped out in the open then made his way up to the castle far behind the rest of the students.

Lason brushed his hair back before letting it fall down to frame his face and looked out the window as the train pulled up to the academy known as Markhalls. He contemplated how this would effect his life as he slipped into the robes that had been required to be baught. He disliked the design of the robes as he felt they failed to generate the right impression.

He noticed that the other students were leaving, and followed. A slight smirk touched his lips as he noticed a blonde who appeared to have an ego problem. It would be fun to take him down a peg.

Joining the masses, he got his first look at where he'd be spending the next someodd years and was somewhat impressed as he slid his wand into a slider he'd built to facilitate 'quick-draw' of said wand.

Kioshi Tanaka looked at all the new students with disgust. Knowing that more weaklings would come to the school this year, none would be a rival, and only a few would be Slytherin. All the mudbloods and nobel Slytherins had to live together as one collective. There was no honor in that, it was like a Feudal Lord living, sleeping and eating with their slaves.

Kioshi looked around, trying to find some Slytherins to associate himself to, quietly. Kioshi didn't talk much, only when needed to; though like all people he hated to be alone for a great length of time. He stayed behind in the shadows, watching the students pass by, his pet raven standing on his shoulder quietly. Unlike most other students, his raven never left his sight and would alert him if someone or something posed a threat. Kioshi stayed so far behind the group he saw Friedrich von Flotow slowly walking behind all the students as if he was cowering in fear of all the jokes and fun people made of him.

Unless Friedrich von Flotow was very observant Kioshi felt he would not be noticed and he liked it that way. He loved the shadows and being out of the way. His noble form looked absolutely cruel in the dark, as if he was a heartless man who never knew love.

Len Zinjaing stared at everyone.. the feeling was so awkward...everyone looked like they either were plotting to kill each other or had a "piss off" face. Len looked around for a minute longer.
'Is that a eagle? A raven...Hey!! is that a slug?'
Len laughed, every year stranger pets seemed to come in.

Suddenly out of the corner of his eye he saw Friedrich von Flotow... and noticed how he seemed to be all alone... Len brushed himself off and quickly ran over to Fredrich.
"Hi!"

Richard hated crowds. It always seemed that each person was desperate for attention, always in your face, always so goddamn irriatating. So as the group progressed towards the buildings, he tried to keep himself to himself, losing himself in his thoughts. Mainly about silver.

Silver was Richards dog, and his best friends. A young mutt, he had a very wolf like appearance. Richard's dad, who was a taxi driver when we wasn't at the unemployment office or the pub, had recieved a strange call one day. He was called to pick up someone on the middle of the A3.

Assuming it was a break down and looking forward to charging the desperate person absurd prices ("Any thing up to £180" He said with a grin) he had arrived disappointed to find a small puppy in a box, and worst of all no money. Disgusted, he turned around and returned to the cab.
But remembering his son's love of dogs, he had brought the animal home with him.

Richard could not remember a time when he loved his father more. Naming the dog silver after the colour of his fur, the two had been inseparable ever since. Except for today. Hopefully the dog would join him later.

One strange thing about the dog, other than his silvery fur, was his incredible wolf like appearance and his incredible intelligence. Often Richard found himself talking to it, and he was certain it understood him.

Richard wished he could talk to him now.

The Spanish Black Tyrant jumped off the highest tower and glided in the air. He cried out as he pass over the heads of the students, he stay far enough away from them to not harm them in anyway. Vladimir raised Chauror from the egg and that was over 25 years ago. Chauror has been the unofficial mascot of Markhalls for those 25 years.

Sirius looked up at dragon and said “Look, it a big dumb lizard with wings.” The boys following him began to laugh.

“Watch what you say, Ackerley.” said another first year student near him. One that knew all about Markhalls from her older siblings that going to Markhalls. But her family was not rich wizard family like Ackerley was. “That dragon is Professor Semenov. His name is Chauror.”

Sirius looked over at her. “Who are you to tell me to watch my words?” he demands.

Kioshi watched Len Zinjaing run over to the slow-moving and meek Friedrich von Flotow. He felt as if Len Zinjaing had spotted him and he grins as he moved towards Len. He appears behind Len and taps him on the back...

Lason heard another one of the first years make a snide commented about the dragon. He'd watched the majestic beast with interest as he enjoyed association with snakes, reptiles and other of their ilk.

A girl, who was also first year, told the boy off and he smiled. He heard her comment about the Professor and the dragon's name and smiled. She might be interesting to get to know, if only for her knowladge.

"I don't know who she is, but I'm telling you to shut your mouth. You and your cohorts laughter sound like the weezing of an anorexic goat with a hernia." He said to Sirius.

Friedrich made his way up to the main group, but felt as though he was being watched. He looked up at Chauror. Then he saw Sirus make fun of Chauror. That was pretty much making fun of the school. Making his way over he saw Sirus talking to a girl. Freidrich looked Sirus. He stepped in between the first year student and Sirus. Then whispered to the first year.

"Let me take care of Sirus."

Friedrich faced Sirus. Another first year boy came over.

"I'm the one to tell you to watch your words!"

"Here we are; back again for another adventurous year at Markhalls," Titus stated as he peered out of the train's window at the castle they were fast approaching. Across from him in the compartment sat Dan Oslim, a Czechoslovakian fourth year in Hufflepuff, but more importantly Titus' good friend. The two of them, Titus and Dan, were an odd pair - nearly completely opposite, but maybe that is why their friendship had sparked initially. Titus was from a long line of wizards, some powerful and famous and others not - Dan was raised by his grandfather. The biggest difference was their knowledge and abilities in magic; Titus was an exceptional student - one of the best and brightest of his age - while Dan... Dan isn't the brightest (Though despite his knowledge and abilities Titus isn't a know-it-all or bookworm). Even their wands were vastly different; Dan had a very cheap and unprofessional looking wand while Titus had a Gaboon Ebony Wand with its core being that of a Dragon Claw - one of his most prized possessions.

"Well..." Titus began as he stood from his seat after noticing the train had stopped at its destination, "time to get off and begin a new year."

Dressed in his robes, with his wand in his pocket, Titus opened the compartment door and began exiting the train with the rest of the students. As he stepped off he admired the familiar sight of the school and its wonderful grounds. "Nothing like it..." he said to himself as he surveyed all that he saw.

He reached up to pet the head of a small, baby polar bear that usually sat on his shoulder as he glanced over at the new first years only to find that it wasn't there (He remembered that Fuzzy was with the rest of his stuff). Some of the first years dumbstruck with awe while others were frightened - Titus thought back to his first experience at Markhalls and remembered how he felt: excited.

That same feeling was returning; he loved being here at school - not necessarily the work and tests, but the atmosphere and the magic. He breathed in deeply as he took in everything at once...

OOC: If Jenrak doesn't want this I will edit it.

Aiko Fujikawa felt totally out of place missing her fox cub's presence on the long journey from Kirisubo.

Wearing the school uniform (but no tie yet), the robes and a straw hat she looked just like any other first year getting off the train.

Aiko came from a long line of Kirisuban spellcasters. the gift tended to stay within the female line although but it did skip a generation or two.

Her grandmother had noticed her grand-daughters gift and had enrolled her in Markhalls years previously.

Aiko looks round nerviously at all the different children and hopes that amongst them she can make a freind or two.

Sirius just looked at Lason. “Who are you to talk down to me?” he asked. “I’m Sirius Ackerley. I will get my father on you.” He turned his back at Lason but meet face to chest with Friedrich. “Get out my way.” he said.

That is when Bartemius Clearwater, a seventh year student and the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, walked up behind Friedrich. Bartemius was a brown haired young man with blue eyes. “Friedrich, leave the boy alone.” he said. “Professor Semenov will have your hide, if you do anything.”

"Do you really think I give a flying fart who your father is?" Lason asked scornfully. "In all likelyhood he's as much a pillock as you are."

He was about to add to this when a much older student arrived to break it up.

"Bartemius just get out of this. No one even cares about me. You just know my name that it. That's all everyone know about. So just leave." Freidrich stated as he faced Bartemius, then back to Sirus.

"I'm not getting out of your way until you say sorry to the girl and take back what you said about Chauror."

All of this was getting the attention of a professor, one professor the students did not want to mess with. Professor Xenopol walked down towards the small group. His black robe danced in the wind as he walked towards the children. The Slytherin logo on his upper right side of his chest. “Everyone of you will be in deep trouble, if you do not break this up right now.” he said. “Not a good way to start the year out.”

Sirius and his two lackeys got out of their fast. Sirius’s father told him about Professor Xenopol, not somebody to mess with. Bartemius was leaving, too.

Glancing up at the strange beast that flew above, Richard was not surprised at all. In this freak show everythings possible. As he walked onwards he heard some bickering, over what seemed to be nothing, he felt a flash or irriatation. As the group pulled to a stop, with spectators arriving by the second, Richard decided to listen himself.

Listening to the self apointed Good-Boy-of-the-year was too much for Richard. It was time to stick his own oar in, and mainly to amuse himself Richard spoke:

"Would you girls quit your bitching and keep moving?"

Lason gave the professor a sardonic salute as he departed and continued into the school. He mentally smiled at the way the year was beginning.

"Bartemius what a wimp. I don't care if he is the captian of the Gryffindor Quidditch team. He won't stand up for anyone." Freidrich muttered as he saw Bartemius and Sirus leave. He turned toward the first years.

"Oh my Friedrich von Flotow and you two might be?"

Mihail made a metal note that Lason would be trouble maker and to keep an eye on him during the year.

Professor Xenopol looked over at Richard. Cursing was not allowed at Markhalls. “Looks like you’re new here.” he said. “Those type off words are not allowed here. Next time, you will spend a day cleaning all of the bathrooms in Markhalls. Understand?”

"Tanaka, Kioshi" said Kioshi, he was quiet, but he realized that his shadowing of the younger students had been discovered. He grinned a little evilly but stayed quiet, wondering if the two knew he had been following behind them.

Aiko heard Richard's remark and glanced at him with her big dark eyes as she passes.

her bamboo wand can be seen sticking out off a blazer pocket, a similiar one to her grandmothers.

Better not get in trouble on your first day.
It began as a simple inquiry, but it fell into a semi-sarcastic comment.
"Cant you just magic them clean?"
Oops.

Professor Xenopol looked at Richard again. “Boy, you are not a bright one.” he said. “Get out of here and head towards the Great Hall. A second year student behind Richard said “Go before all you do for your first month at Markhalls is clean bathrooms. And pick up Chauror's left-overs.”

Freidrich faced the first year girl he defended. He hoped that she didn't get into Slytherin.

"Might I ask who you are?"

Kioshi started to leave, to head inside and be ridden of the students which he thought were inferior to himself, he whistled a dreary and eerie tune as he started for the entrance. His raven on his shoulder have a sharp 'caw'; which sounded like the scream of the raven from Poe's most famous work.

Titus sighed as he passed a small argument that had erupted. There is no point in making enemies on the first day of school... he thought as he looked at the different parties involved.

Emma looked at Freidrich, her long brown hair over her left eye. “My name is Emma Clearwater, Freidrich.” she said. “I have two older brothers in Gryffindor, Bartemius and Nicholas. Thanks for trying to tell Sirius he was sorry to me.”

She started walking away from him before looking back at him. “And don’t call my brother a wimp.” she said.

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Professor Xenopol looked over to see Kioshi‘s raven on his shoulder. He walked over and said “Mr. Tanaka, may I ask why you have your raven with you?”

Freidrich was shocked out to find that Emma was the sister of Bartemius. He was stunned for a second then wanted to find Bartemius. Running ahead of everyone he finally found Bartemius.

"Sorry about that out burst Bartemius. I was just mad at Sirus for insulting the dragon and your sister, Emma. Oh also how come you didn't want to defend your sister against Sirus?"

Len jerked a bit as Kioshi Tanaka tapped him before turning around and hugging his incredibly hard

"Oh eh sorry reflexes"

Len rubs his head, you can clearly see however that he just mugged you and has some sickles from your wallet in his hand.

Len stares at Kioshi cheerfully while waving his sickle filled left hand. His right hand which is covered in bandages remains motionless.

Bartemius looked over at Freidrich. He listened to him then said “Because Sirus is all talk. He is an ignorant little punk with a big mouth. And I was trying to get you out of there, so you did not get in trouble.”

Lason chuckled as he heard out of the corner of his ear Sirius being ridiculed as he wondered what was special about the great hall, and when they'd eat.

Kioshi growled and outstretched his hand, "Give it back unless you want to suffer." He was upset the Len had done something so rash, but seemed to notice it because of the motion was apparent.

"What??!?!?"

Len looked at his right hand.

"Oh..this is yours?"

Len smiled "You must have dropped it, very lucky that I picked it up"!
Len handed back the sickles feeling very proud of himself

(OOC; sorry forgot to add that Len has Kleptomania http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kleptomania)

Kioshi grabs Len's hand and looks upset, "Your a mudblood too...aren't you."

Professor Xenopol tapped Kioshi’s shoulder after he got his sickles back. “Mr. Tanaka, may I ask why you have your raven with you?” he asked again. Kioshi was one of his prized Slytherins.

Len stares at his arm
"Of course not"!

Len leaned in closer to Kioshi

"Why are you so upset? Aren't you happy I found your sickles?"

Len cheerfully pondered over a fact for a minute...
"And anyway who has mud in there blood..."

Aiko not knowing what else to do followed a large group of first year girls into the main hall.

there weren't many asian girls around in the group she was with. She asks the closest person to her, a european looking girl with long brown hair and green eyes "what do we do now?"

"Just wait," Titus said reassuringly as he heard a little Kirisuban first year ask nervously what they were supposed to do next. "You will see soon enough..."

He continued passed the gathering group of first years into the Grand Hall. Once inside he walked towards one of the large long tables and sat down with the rest of the house, greeting familiar faces as he did.

"Professor Xenopol, excuse Nevermore, he wishes to see if anymore promising Slytherins will be joining our ranks. Though little Klepto here seems more suited to Hufflepuff rather then a proper Slytherin all the more when like this. The sorting hat seems quite wise and as far as I can remember only one student was mistakenly placed."

Kioshi moved away from Len as if Len was diseased and moved closer to one of his favorite professors.

the large group of girls found a free table and sat down round it as they waited. 'at least i'm not the only shy person round here' she thinks as most of them sit quietly looked worried.

she goes into a blazer pocket and pulls out a little childrens book about 4'' square and reads the kirisuban text while she waits.

Lason waited for whoever was running this monkey house to get things moving, as he could smell food and was hungry.

“Oh…” said Professor Xenopol. He knew that Len was in the House Hufflepuff. “But you know the rules, no pets in the great hall on the first day. I will make sure Nevermore makes it to the Slytherin dorm”

Len stared at Kioshi's back as he passed Len.

"Well, he was a nice person".

Len turned around and began walking in the other direction.

"Hmm" Len looked down and realized he had a couple of sickles in his hands.
"Why these must have fallen out of his pockets...I guess I can give it back to him when I see him again. It would be terrible if someone were to take these from him"!

Kioshi whistles and Nevermore takes flight and moves to the Professor. "You are quite right, I was hoping to return to the dorm before heading to the Great Hall for the feast. Thank you, Professor."

Add:

Kioshi turns toward Len, "The rest of them please."

"Thanks Bartemius, but I have to go. I hope I see you and your sister more around here." Freidrich walked over toward his house's table. Their were chairs open for the new students. He looked around and saw Titus and some familiar faces. Freidrich sat down not really near anyone. Looking around he saw the other house tables start to fill up. He wondered who would be a Hufflepuff this year.

OOC: lol Asbena, Len is long gone...although you can probably get it from him soon..just ask him for them in the great hall

Professor Xenopol looked at Nevermore as he lands on his arm. It was almost like he was talking to him without really making any sound. After little bit, Nevermore flew off. He would be waiting for Kioshi in the Slytherin dorm. “Mr. Tanaka, go sit with the Slytherins.” he said before walking towards the head table, where the other professors. The only professors not at the table was Professor Semenov.

Bartemius said to Freidrich. “Okay, maybe we meet later.” With that, he walks over to his house’s table.

Len ran over to one of the sixth years (NPC)
...The boy turned to Len twitching his eyebrow a bit.

"Hello Len how was your summer?" he said, putting his hands behind his back. A small perfect badge showed he was the head of the hufflepuff 6th years.

"Oh it was great!" Len smiled and held out his hand.

The boy sighed...it wasn't as if Len purposely 'found things'

The boy shook hands with Len. Len noticed he was wearing a very nice set of silver bracelets and had a very beautifully engraved quill sticking out of his pocket.

"Excuse me," The boy turned around and saw the first years entering. "I have to make sure the first years are alright."

The boy pat Len on the head and turned towards the first years, while staring at his wrists to make sure he still had his bracelets on.

"You know he's always so nice to me," Len commented to a nearby sixth year, called Ken.

"Give me the quill..."

Kioshi took a seat at the Slytherin table and seemed quiet content to be alone or not talk with anyone, his mind seemed on a different plane, he was staring into space and not realizing or paying attention to anything until the ceremony and feast would start.

Lason was getting annoyed at the appearent lack of order of this place. He began pacing as he waited for someone who might know what was to happen, and more importantly when. He noticed an older student make his way toward the group of first-years but continued pacing.

Where the hell do I sit?
Richard followed the largest group of first years, and sat alongside them.
"Anyone know what happpens next?" He asked to the group in general.

Kioshi finally began conversing with other Slytherins, mainly making fun of some of the stranger first years and placing bets of sweets and a few sickles on who would go to what house. It was a game that yielded much fun at the expense of others, although Kioshi wasn't exactly cruel, few Slytherins doubted his selection of who would go to what house. Kioshi was finally asked his secret and said he knew of a psuedo-science that gives away a person's nature by their appearance, though it had long since been debunked by muggles, with Kioshi's knowledge it seemed to be right more often then not.

The time was right, the students were all in the great hall. At each of their house’s table, the first year students waiting to see what happens next. All of the students talking to each other, catching up on what they did during the summer. So, it was load in there. Through the massive door walked a male figure in dark blue robe with silver dragons on it, this figure had a tall black staff with dragon head on the top in his right hand. It was the head master, Professor Semenov. As he walked, he hit the bottom of the staff on the ground. Gold sparks shot from the bottom of the staff. It was to quiet the room.

“Welcome back.” he said as he walked. “Hope everyone of you had a good summer."

Aiko puts her book away and looks at the young boy about her age as he joins her table.

"I was hoping you could tell us. we were told to wait" she says in accented english to Richard.

Richard opened his mouth to answer when the headmaster began to speak.
Frowning, Richard turned to listen.

Kioshi went as silent as the other Slytherins, they didn not want to be disrespectful. They had their fun and now was time to get down to business in which the fate of the first years would be decided and the first major feast of the year would begin.

Aiko goes silent herself and watches the headmaster intently listening hard.

Finally, Titus thought to himself as he sat at the Hufflepuff long table, Time for the good part... and then the food. He almost drooled at the thought of the delicious feast that would follow the headmaster's speech and the Sorting Hat's decisions.

Lason was happy that something was finally happening, thought what that something was, he wasn't quite sure.

Professor Semenov was at the professor’s table by now. He stopped at the center, where he sits and looked into the crowd of students. “Welcome back to another fun year at Markhalls.” he said. “Last year did hold a lot of surprises, the Gryffindor wining the House cup and their Quidditch team won the Quidditch cup. The five European Ruby Goldspines that flew over the castle during the winter. That was rare sight to see them.”

“But that was last year and old news.” he said. “Markhalls will be home to six children from the Strombreck family. They are students from magic in England. Some of them are in your house. So…meet them, if you have not met them.” He was not going to say anything else but that about the children.

“Now for fun part.” he said. “I want all first year students to get in a group in front of all of the table.” At that time, two men in brown robes walked in with sorting hat.

Lason wondered what was special about either the Strombreck family, or from being from England. he was from Scotland after all, and that was only a wee bit away, geographically, form England. As he walked to the front where indicated, he wondered what Quidditch was.

Richard strode confidently to the front of the group, staring at what looked to be a very old hat.
What the hell?

Kioshi watched intentively, like most Slytherins, he wanted to have as much fun whenever possible, even if it meant at another's expense. The sorting hat would do its little song and dance routine and then after the feast would start. A little harmless betting always makes it interesting to Kioshi.

The sorting hat did it song and dance as the first years student waited at front. First of the students was Emma Clearwater, everybody knew she would in be Gryffindor. As the hat sat on Emma’s hat, it said “Not a tricky one. Gryffindor!” Claps from the Gryffindor table began, Emma heads over to their table. The female Gryffindors began hugging her.

Next was another first year student, a red hair boy from Ireland named Ryan Kelly. The sorting hat was placed on his head, it started talking “Gryffin…no, no, no. Ravenclaw!” Ryan heads over to the Ravenclaw table. Four more first year students go down the line , two Ravenclaws & one Gryffindor & one Hufflepuff, until it is Sirius Ackerley‘s turn. Before the hat touches his head for a second, the hat said “Slytherin!.” Both Stewart Crookshanks and Albus Wigworthy were placed into the House Slytherin, too. Now, it was Lason Vonde’s turn.

With the prior examples serving as a guide, Lason walked up to the chair. As he cracked his neck, he took a seat on the chair and await the placement of the tap. He wondered which of the houses he'd be put in, as he already knew he'd prefere to avoid Hufflepuff. He looked over the other students and smiled slightly.

The hat was placed on the head of Lason. The hat was quiet for a few seconds before it said “This one belong in Ravenclaw.” The hat was took off of his head.

When Emma Clearwater got up to the sorting hat Freidrich watched ever so careful. He was relieved when she got Gryffindor. Well that seem a right choice both of her brothers were Gryffindor. When the Gryffindor he secertly clapped. Then a Irish kid got up then acouple more. Sirus finally went and got into Slytherin. Looking at the past two sorting hat pickings Sirus was going to have a good place there. The other two thugs of Sirus were put into Slytherin. The kid that Freidrich seen also defend Emma got up and was going to the sorting hat. He got into Ravenclaw.

Lason stood with a shrug. At this point, of the three houses he would have prefered, one was much the same of another. He walked down to, and took a seat at the Ravenclaw table where he was greeted by the other students of his year and the older years.

With Lason done, two more first year students were placed into Slytherin. The young Kirisuban was the next in line. Aiko Fujikawa was her name. The hat was getting some strange things from her head, it had a hard time placing her into house. "This girl is a shy one." it said. After about a minute, it said ”Hufflepuff!”

The youngest of the Strombreck children was next in line. A brown haired cute girl that knew the real reason they were at Markhalls. Kirsty Jane Strombreck took her seat and looked at the other students. She would have family member in any of the house, so she knew she would be close to her family in any of the house. The hat was placed on her head and it said “Gryffindor!” She was surprised by that because she did not think she had valor and courage. Maybe it was because the thought of her facing whom ever was killing her family in the back of her mind. Kirsty heads over to Gryffindor table.

As the young Kirisuban first year, Aiko, was placed into Hufflepuff, a loud cheer erupted fromt he table. Titus might have been cheering the loudest as a fifth year handed him five gold galleons as per their bet.

Kioshi smirked and continued to watch, knowing he'll make a pile of galleons for this. Other Slytherins decided that betting against him wasn't such a good thing.

The next first year student was Richard, the foul-mouthed young kid. I bet he was not hoping to get into House Slytherin, Mihail would be on that kid like icing on a cake. Not a good thing. Or him being in House Ravenclaw, Ivan would not put up with the boy’s smart ass answers and questions. Poor Richard would royal screwed, if he was in one of those houses. The sorting hat was placed on the head of back-talking boy. “Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Hufflepuff. Which one will is be?” said the hat. “Slytherin!”

"Certainly is a load of Slytherin this year... and not many of us," Titus commented to nobody in particular as he continued to watch the first years being sorted.

Len turned to Titus "Thats true but..life goes on..."
Len stared at Titus for a few minutes, he had seen Titus around the house but he had never introduced himself and the two had never been friends either. "I don't believe we've ever been introduced my name's Len, whats yours?"

Lean turned to Titus "Thats true but..life goes on..."
Lean stared at Titus for a few minutes "I don't think we've met, my names Lean, whats yours?"

OOC: I thought his name was Len. And if they are both fourth year students in Hufflepuff, there is not a chance that they haven't met.

OOC: I thought his name was Len. And if they are both fourth year students in Hufflepuff, there is not a chance that they haven't met.

OOC: true let me change it a bit
lol sorry temporary loss of sanity

"Uhh... Titus," he replied to Len. He of course knew Len's name and was surprised that Len did not know his - there were only so many fourth year Hufflepuffs and they did all live together. Plus, most of the Hufflepuffs knew who Titus was and he them.

"Hahahah nice" Len held out his hand. Len stared at the first years for a bit.
"Brings back memories of when I first got here"

(OOC: Is your character carrying anything? As you might know Len has the ability of finding things peope have 'lost'

"Hahahah nice" Len held out his hand. Len stared at the first years for a bit.
"Brings back memories of when I first got here"

(OOC: Is your character carrying anything? As you might know Len has the ability of finding things peope have 'lost'

"Yeh, same," Titus replied, "Though I don't remember being so small and nervous... I think I was rather excited actually."

(OOC: Yeh, his wand, some money, and a penknife)

"Hmmm, with me I was excited too...I couldn't wait to find out what you could do with magic."
Len suddenly looked angry.

"A few older kids who aren't here anymore, at that time called me a thief."

"Me! Can you believe that?" Len swung his left hand wildly, his bandaged right hand continued to remain motionless. As he continued swinging his left hand, it smacked Titus in the pocket.

"Opps sorry"

"No problem," Titus said as Len's hand hit him in the pocket, "as long as you didn't break anything."

Titus looked into his pocket to see if he had and found that something was missing. "Hey! Where did my penknife go!?" he exclaimed.

Len was busy rubbing Titus's shiny penknife with a napkin on the table.

"Oh this...I was just cleaning it for you, it looked so dirty."

Len handed back the shiny object reluctantly.

"You should clean it more often it brings out the shine in it!" Len smiled innocently

"And you should control your arms more often, it keeps you out of confrontations," Titus said annoyed as he turned his attention back to the first years who were being sorted.

"Huh I always do" Len smiled and turned back.

"Sooo what do you think about the first years? Anyone catching your eye?"

Len laughed and pointed at Sirius and Aiko "Those two"
Len's eyes narrow "That Sirius kid is my target". It was quite strange hearing the cheerful 14 year old's voice change from such a cheeful tone to such a cruel or even evil tone.
Len gripped his bandaged right arm tightly, as he finished his statement.

"That Aiko kid is more interesting...she's quiet yet I can see intelligence hiding in those eyes" Len began laughing again.
"I think I'm going to give her a hand.. She has potential"

"My sentiments exactly," Titus said. "That is why I made a bet with Carn that Aiko would be put in Hufflepuff - made a smooth five galleons off of it."

"I agree, she seems promising," he remarked, "though she might be to shy to even accept help... we will have to find out."

"Yes" Len smiled as he looked at the other first years.

"Hmm still its an interesting batch overall"

"Do you have any targets?" Len asked absentmindingly.

Five more first year students had their time with the hat. Three Hufflepuff, two Ravenclaw came out of those five. The last first year student was Raffaello D' Agata, the youngest brother of Giovanni D' Agata. Most of the Slytherin were wishing that he was pick into their house because he is pure-blood and from a rich wizard family. The tan black hair boy walked up to the chair and sat down. The girls were already falling for his handsome looks. As the hat was placed on top his head, it called out “Gryffindor!” That shocked the Slytherin table and Raffaello himself. He would be the first D’ Agata that was not in Slytherin. Raffaello head over towards the Gryffindor table and sat down.

Professor Semenov stood back up as the sorting hat was took back to his office. “That was strange and shocking I have ever seen in my forty years as Head Master.” he said. “Four new Gryffindors, five new Hufflepuffs, six new Ravenclaws, and four new Slytherins. I hope you first years get along with your house mates.”

“Now, let the feast begin.” he yelled. As the words exited his words, plates of multiple types of food began floating onto the table from the kitchen.

"If by target you mean someone to pick on or make their life a living hell... no," Titus replied, "I don't see any reason to do that. It's hard enough as it is without older people screwing with you."

"Making there life a living hell...." Len's eyes narrowed a bit "I suppose you can say that"..

Len grinned wildly as food appeared and immedietely grabbed a large drumstick off a nearby chicken on the table. He then proceeded in grabbing the largest steak on the table, throwing his spoon at another student who also had his eye on the piece.

"Heheh I have a feeling this year is going to be much, much different" Len grinned at Titus

As the sorting was finished and the food appeared, Lason smiled, "Finally." He thought as he cut of a slice of roast, a chunk of ham, a scoop of potatoes, as well as a yorkshire pudding and a liberal pouring of gravy over all but the ham.

"Finally!" Titus cried as the food appeared. This was the moment he had been looking forward to all summer - the beginning feast. Not only was it delivious, it truly marked the beginning of a new year of learning and adventure.

He began grabbing food left and right and pouring it onto his plate as he began stuffing his mouth.

Staying away from most of the other students he kept to himself. He gave himself some roast beef, roast potatoes, yorkshire pudding, and some gravy. Then he pulled out a book from his robes. Looking up from his book to take a bite of food, then he got curious how Raffaello was doing in Gryffindor. Slowy he set his book down and looked at the Gryffindor table.

A sceptic but still well mincingly hungry eye swivelled across the myriad foods laid there, his fingers tapping on the table, his stomach not exactly growling in prospect, but nonetheless small bubbling feelings as if little bubbles ran through his stomach, popping at every cell, feeling a shattering quake as he annoyingly shifted around uneasily. Watching everybody else dig around, their fingers grotesquely smashing and mashing along their foods, their bacteria infested groping flicking along, Dan had a look of gruesome surprise on his face.

“Eugh.” He said primitively, his wand duct taped to his pants, a small hole eminent from the left pocket, where dangling from it was a small plastic case full of mints – for reasons not even he knew why. They possibly weren’t mints at all; Dan’s grandfather usually packed his lunch, for without his authoritarian intervention Dan could never get food out the door, let alone in his stomach.

“Mr. Omniscious sneaks in once again.” He said sarcastically, as usual, but only quietly so only he could hear his own ‘psychological genius’ amidst the crowd of billowing students. He was a handsome, whole hearted, if not at many times unbearably pretentious and smart-mouthed boy, who had strong and weak relations with women abound, yet he never really took a single path or ideology in life that stuck to him. Part nihilistic, part logistician, and entirely asshole, Dan Oslim wasn’t even sure of his nationality, but only care less as his thin but excited hands reached out for the tender and seducing drumstick, his mind swimming with decisions.

Before he could have gone into thought, he simply shrugged again, and reached for it, acting before thinking. Why? Because in Dan’s case, thinking usually would lead to no more drumsticks.

Len quickly turned to Dan who was seated nearby. (Sorry don't like
controlling someone elses character...but I'm assuming)

'oh its Dan, he always has interesting things!' Len thought happily
"Dannyyyyyyy how was your summer" Len waved his hand furiously, hoping to grab Dan's attention.

OOC: Sure, why not.

IC:

Dan had a fleeting, murderous look on his face, as his eyes were too close to the bridge of his nose, his forehead wrinkled up and his hair’s bangs pulled back slightly to reveal those same wrinkles with their ultimate fury. His left eyebrow high up and his right eyebrow in a straight 180 degree angle, it was an interesting face, and one of genuine surprise. Or, at least, it would look like it, since nobody would resort to such a stupid and highly over-emotional stare.

“I’d stab you if we were a muggle public school. But the law is so cruel…” He said, his voice trailing off into a whisper, murmuring and echoing in the drowning buzz of the drone-like students around him. Certainly the mention of calling him ‘Danny’, for not only was Len a male – which by meaning that only females may call him ‘Dan’ – was pain enough. But waving the hand made the wafting smells of the food overwhelm his precious drumstick.

“Can you tell me what you want first? Try not to hit me up for money.” Dan started, his voice flat and monotone, as if he was sarcastic. However, no one would be able to know if he truly was.

((OOC: Just another note to Jihadin about now knowing Titus. At Hogwarts there is a little less than 300 students in total; About fourty per yer; Ten per house; half are boys, half are girls. That means that in any given year there are five or six boys that come into the school... the chance that Len didn't know Titus is less than zero.))

(OOC: lol sorry again DMG)

"Ekkk" Len ducked at Dan's murderous stare.

"*Sniff* me, hit you up for money? I would never do that!" Len sniffled slightly and his eyes began to water a bit.

"I-I-I *sniffle* just wanted to know how your sum-sum-summer was" Len looked at Dan with big wide bubbly eyes.

(OOC: *An angel halo floats overhead*)

"Look at that," Titus laughed as he turned to Dan, "You made the poor boy cry... nice going." He smiled as he took a piece of fruit and began chomping on it. "I see the summer hasn't dried your sense of sarcasm..."

“You’re starting to scare me, sniffling person. I am frightened by your presence…and your eyes.” He added roughly, his voice getting significantly louder, but still slightly inaudible over the deafening roar-like student chatter. “Mostly your eyes.” He began to edge a bit farther, frightened by a teary person who apparently appeared to him when he least expected company.

Turning to Titus, Dan shrugged. "My sarcasm is the one commodity that will never run out. Am I being sarcastic?" He asked, his face shifting to his normal look.

“At least tell me what you did over the summer first, so we can…uh…” he thought quickly, trying to find a quick salvation against this boy, “…compared stories.” Inside, he was chuckling menacingly. Good thing I have the amazing ability to not pay attention.

"Oh!" Len brightened up cheerfully and began to recount his entire summer starting from the first day when he woke up in the morning in his big white bed with a blue blanket. Then he went to brush his teeth and wash his face. His toothbrush was green with white strips and his face napkin was blue with one strip of red. As Len went on many of the older Hufflepuff students began to smash there heads into the table.

With one of them yelling "Dammit who got Len started"

A long time later, several students are motionless on the table, with one boy having his head buried in the mash potatoe, Len finally finished and cheerfully turned to Dan.

"Its your turn" Len eagerly turned waiting to hear Dan's 'story'.

Dan certainly wasn’t paying attention – he was too busy acting as if he was, and it was quite effortless at that, simply nodding and rubbing his hairless chin with the tip of his knuckle occasionally. When he was asked to recount his stories, he decided to keep it straight, short and simple. “I woke up, ate, went to the washroom, went to sleep, and repeated those instructions the whole summer. My productivity level appeared to have rose.” Dan said, turning his head subtly, slowing edging away from Len in fear.

Len edged closer not noticing Dan's growing discomfort.

"That's amazing!"

Len puffed up his chest "I want to raise my productivity level too!"

"How do you do it! Oh wait!" Len used his fork to stack two meatballs at the same time instead of one and then ate them.. strangely with ease.

"Did my productivity level rise?" Len excitingly asked Dan

Dan was officially scared, edging still subtly, but still significantly quicker now. This year, he had to learn if there was any way to reverse time so he could go back and poisoned himself so he would have never met the man, leaving his monotone corpse with his domineering grandfather. Of course, he only wish for such a utopia, but nevertheless, he could have to find a girl fast, if only to have a reason for not having to ever meet Len again. “Len..” he said emotionally, looking as if he was about to tear.

But immediately his face changed to a flat, monotone and familiar voice. “…you have rabies.” He tried to confuse the boy, or at least sound weird so this creepy little kid would leave.

Len stared at Dan for a minute before screaming.
"AHHHHHH I'm diseased!!" Len ran around the hall for a few minutes before looking at Dan fearfully.

"I heard that rabies was like aids and you could get rid of it by giving it too someone else"
Len's eyes began to water.
"I'm soooo sorrry DANNNYYYY"

Len pounced and bit Dan in the arm, latching himself and refusing to come off.

Kiochi seen Len running around like an idiot and sighed, "I should really get my money back from that strange kid, but I feel like its been soiled and would turn to ash in my hand." A small group of Slytherins laughed, "Klepto...could commit murder and get away with it probably!"

Despite the pain, Dan would still not give up his chance to be a monotone, sarcastic twit. “Ah, crap.” He said, as the blood flowed freely from his arm, the shining red liquid dripping down from his forearm onto his pants, as he tried to pry the seemingly masochistic child away from him, his powerful and strong grip on the boy’s head hopefully instilling enough pain to force Len to loosen his mouth.

“You’re going to give me gangrene, you punk.” He said, his teeth clenched, but his voice still flat. It was an off sight to behold, but nonetheless, nothing different in an interaction of opposites.

"*sniff* No I'm going to give you rabies!" Len winced and released his grip on Dan's arm

"Oww my head hurts Dan...*sniff*"

Len's eyes suddenly brightened. "OH OH, Dan do you have rabies!"

“Argh, my pants.” Dan said, looking down at his blood soaked pants, partly glossed from Len’s saliva, and dark and heavy as the blood seeped into his robes. “Damn you, Len. You know what? Damn you.” With those words, Dan ignored Len, and went back to his drumstick, trying to ignore the freely bleeding wound on his right arm.

Kioshi got really upset and moved over to the two insane children and looked at them, his presense practically cried out for a Slytherin professor to come teach these children how to behave.

"Len, may I please have the rest of the money back from earlier this evening?"

Titus had been out of his seat and grabbed Len the second he bit into Dan. He tried furiously to pull him away and when he finally let go, Titus pushed him to the side with a disgusted look.

"Umm... Dan... you want to go see the nurse?" Titus asked sincerely as he calmly watched Dan's arm drip with blood.

Len stared at Dan's arm and began to calm down. Finally after five minutes of staring, Len seemed to obtain the courage to ask.

"Does it hurt?" Len ripped some of the bandages off his right hand and began to wrap them around Dan's arm. Although it was barely noticable, a piece of his right hand began showing, the very beginning of his wrist. It was such a small piece sticking out that in truth probably no one but a very close up and perceptive person could spot it, but the piece of skin had a small red line sticking out. However, after Len finished his bandaging of Dan's arm, he fixed his bandages so that it covered his whole right hand again.

Len meekingly asked Dan. "Do you want me to leave?"

Len stared at Kioshi.
"What money?"

Dan held out his left hand to the approaching stranger. “Name’s Dan.” He said, his voice soft and smooth. “I have rabies.” He joked amusingly, his voice sarcastic once more.

"Yeah, but that would take alot of effort, wouldn't it?" Dan weakly argued against Titus.

Raffaello was chatting with the Gryffindors near him. It looked like he was getting along with them. In the back of his head, he knew his brother would be mad at him but he did have to make friend.

Dan and Len actions did catch the eyes of a couple professors. Almost at the same, Professor Semenov jumped from behind the head table with his black staff in his hands. He begins walking toward Dan and Len. Professor Xenopol and Professor Kirshner followed behind him. Two of Professor Kirshner’s Hufflepuff student were causing trouble. Professor Semenov walked behind Dan. “You need to go to the nurse.” he said. He looked over at Len, he said “And you, you will have to clean the bathrooms for week without magic.”

Kioshi looked at Dan and grudgingly accepts his handshake offer.

"Len, check your pockets, you should still have some money that doesn't belong to you from earlier."

"Argh, effort." Dan said, dissappointed, as he groaned while he rose, shrugging as he turned around, trying to find a way out as he cupped his bleeding wound half-heartedly with a napkin, walking to see the nurse.

Len gripped his right arm firmly as he engaged in a staring contest with Professor Semenov for a few minutes. Finally he dropped his head down.
"Of course profesorrr" Len performed a little bow.

"Would you like me to start now?" Len's right arm seemed to be contracting although a firm grip from his left arm stopped it from literally waving out. Len's grinned cheerfully however, it seemed to lack usual friendliness and showed quite a bit of malice to those who looked closely.

Len then turned to Kioshi and made another small bow.
"I'm sorry I have no idea what your talking about..."

"Come on... I will go with you," Titus said as he began walking towards the exit of the Grand Hall with Dan.

Once they were out of earshot of the others Titus began talking again, "What a headcase! Did he actually just bite you!?!" He knew that that is exactly what Len had done, but it was still hard to believe.

As he continued his dinner, there was a big commotion at one of the tables. Turning to an older student he asked, "Do you know what's happening?"
"Some dispute among a couple fourth years." Was the reply
Lason shrugged and went back to talking with a couple of the others at the table, eating and watching the whole scene for anything newly developing.

"Wow" Freidrich thought. It seemed Len was the one causing all the trouble. He hoped that things would settle down now. Then he went back to eating. When dinner had finished Freidrich wanted to look around the school.

“Pretty much. I don’t want the nurse to completely heal this, though.” Dan said, a gleam in his eyes, showing either a sneaky, crazy convulsed plan or a simple slack jawed scheme. Either way, it probably wouldn’t work. “I want a scar left behind. Girls are going to go wild over me now.” He said in his regular flat voice. “I am going to become a sex machine…” And with that, his voice trailed off.

Kiochi smiled to the professor and softly whispered, "My thoughts exactly."

Professor Semenov looked at Len, “Yes, go to work now.” he said. He looked back Professor Kirshner, “Make sure Dan is all right.” he said. She began following behind Dan and Titus.

He moved over to Professor Xenopol. “Len is a little nuts this year.” he said. Wit that, he and Professor Xenopol walked back to the head table.

Professor Kirshner was behind Dan when he said ‘sex machine.’ “What was that, Dan?” she asked.

Len's right arm stopped contracting suddenly, leaving Len blinking. Turning to Kioshi.
"Uh money eh right" Len practically threw the sickles into him before running to the profesor.
"Sorry Professor Semy it won't happen again. Eh I-I-I'll be cleaning the tiolets" Len practically tore himself from the room.

(In the bathroom)
Len is humming a small song while washing a tiolet. Len suddenly grips his right arm.
"Cah cah ugh hu hu" Len leans over the tiolet and grips it tightly as sweat begans to drip into it. Len stares at his bandaged right arm and suddenly notices the red line passing from its covering and moving a little up, slightly above his wrist. Len blinks before looking back at his hand.
"OOO" Len begins to wonder if he can play connect the dots with the line.
"Oh yeah, not suppose to let people see it..." Len looked around before hastily covering it.

“I said Deus ex machine.” Dan said, talking in his normal voice, still flat and monotone. “An abnormal or quick-fix to a solution with no reason on why or how it happened.” He explained professionally, as if it were a dictionary reference.

Kioshi couldn't help but snicker as the two children were promptly punished for their display in the great hall.

Professor Semenov stood up from his chair and hot the bottom of the staff on the ground. “Because of the action of Mr. Zinjaing, Hufflepuff will start out the school year with negative fifteen points.” The older Hufflepuffs were mad with all of their members.

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“Oh…” said Professor Kirshner. “What is up with Len, boys?”

The Slytherin House member snickered quietly, while the other two houses remained quiet, their was apparently a lot of whispering going on between the first years and the older children who hadn't yet experienced the point system for the Houses.

Kioshi took his place back at the seat, not seeking for a point deduction for loitering or impeding the ceremony.

Len walked out of the bathroom reasonably perky.
"Heheh I've never cleaned the school bathrooms before...I wonder what cleaning other things is like..."
Len pondered over the idea. Soon however, thoughts to Dan.

"I wonder if Dan was hurting..." Len's eyes suddenly widdened and he dashed up to his suitcase. He had picked something up that he saw his doctor reading. His doctor had said that all men should read one by the time they reach puberty.

"Dan will be soo happy" Len grinned openly as he grabbed a small magazine and hid it in his pocket.
"The doctor told my little sister it was for medical purposes but I'm sure Dan will like it!"
Len began searching for the hospital wing.
(Magazine obtained:Girls gone wild)

Arsenius Vector was a Ravenclaw first year, he was a mudblood. His mother was a muggle, his father a Russian wizard. His family was poor, his wand was gift from his wizard that his father knew. He got it during the summer. His pets was his father’s old owl that used when he was at Markhall. He knew he was not going to be like by the Slytherins. So, he had to make friend with his house mates. Arsenius had small framed glasses with curly brown hair. He walked over to Lason and said “I’m Arsenius Vector. What is your name?”

Lason looked at the other first years of Ravenclaw, fixing them in his memory. He did notice that were what appeared to be a pair of siblings talking. Another first year approached and gave his name, so Lason reciprocated. "Lason Vonde. Any experience with this stuff?" He asked, gesturing to refere the whole magical enviroment.

“Yes, my father is a Russian wizard.” said Arsenius with a smile. He sat down next to Lason. “I’m what a Slytherin would call a mudblood. My mother is non-magical person.”

"Then I guess you're a step up from me, if you go by blood history that is." Lason commented, as he didn't care about lineage or geneolgy at all, as he'd made clear to Sirius. "At least as far as I know I'm the first."

Freidrich was starting to get a tad bit tired. He finished eating and started to read his book again. Most of the students were still in the great hall. All now he could do was read until they had permission to go.

“Oh…so both of you parents are muggles then.” said Arsenius. “Well, I hope you like Markhalls. My father was a student here. He said it was a good school.”

"If you say so. I'm sure the linguistics will be the most annoying obstacles." Lason commented, "So read the texts yet?"

“I looked over some of my father’s old books.” he said. “Don’t think they will be used now of days. I have only looked at our new books for a few seconds.”

"I gave mine a read throguth, but will have to re-read it to absorb most of it." He replied, "I wonder where we'll be going after dinner." He mused

Arsenius was about to answer, when a sixth year student said something. This student was Roger Diefendorf, a tall blonde blue eyes German sixteen year old. “We will go to the Ravenclaw dorms.” said Roger.

"I guess it's time to head to our dorms." Lason commented as he stood, grabbed a strudle and prepared to follow the sixteen year old student.

“Well, I will lead you two boys to the tower then.” said Roger. He starts toward the huge door of the great room as he exits he heads toward the west. Arsenius and a couple of students following him.

Lason followed the group, wondering if Ghost was enjoying his new environs. "Hey Arsenius, what kind of pet do you have?" He asked as they walked to the dorms, Lason paying attention to the route and scenary,

Freidrich started to see the other students leave. So he decided to leave too. He put his book back into this robe. The Hufflepuff dorms were down near the basement. The first year students looked a little confused. Freidrich went over to one of them.

"Oh hi, I'm Freidrich Von Flotow. Do you need help getting to the dorm?"

Aiko bows and says "i would if you're going to the hufflepuff dorms. my names Aiko"

"Ok Aiko we will leave in a minute. You stay here while I ask any of the other first year. Ok?" Freidrich walked away and went over to the other first year Hufflepuff.

"Do any of you want to know where the dorm is located? I will bring anybody that wants to."

Aiko waits while the equally confused first years round her ask questions.

Lason followed the group, wondering if Ghost was enjoying his new environs. "Hey Arsenius, what kind of pet do you have?" He asked as they walked to the dorms, Lason paying attention to the route and scenary,

"My father's owl is all I have." said Arsenius. They walked down the hallways. "He is old and some times bites."

"Do any of you want to know where the dorm is located? I will bring anybody that wants to."

"Most of our new members don't have older siblings in Hufflepuff." said a fifth year student., a French boy named Sidney Bellamont. “So, they would not know where it is.”

"So Sidney you want to show the new members around the castle then to the dorms in the basement? I will go with you guys. I already got another Hufflepuff waiting over there." Freidrich pointed for a second at Aiko.

Aiko nods to Freidrich, her straw hat almost falling off until she quickly places a hand on her head.

"My father's owl is all I have." said Arsenius. They walked down the hallways. "He is old and some times bites."

"Ah, I've got Ghost." Lason replied as they continued down the hallway, while Lason wondered where the dorms were.

“No, Freidrich, you can take the first years ones to the dorms.” said Sidney. “I have to go meet with Professor Caerphilly.”

"Ah, I've got Ghost." Lason replied as they continued down the hallway, while Lason wondered where the dorms were.

“A real ghost or is that his name?” asked Arsenius. He was thinking Lason had a rea ghost as a pet.

OOC: Slytherin!? ah well to the dark side, my character will go.

IC:
Time to go to the dorms.
Richard boredly followed a couple of Slytherin arguing about some magic game called "Quidditch" along the corridors, and then changed his mind.
Time to do some exploring. Lets see what these freaks are hiding
Cutting down some random corridor, Richard looked for some stairs that would lead to the outdside. Those forrests looked interesting.

“A real ghost or is that his name?” asked Arsenius. He was thinking Lason had a rea ghost as a pet.
"Just his name, he's a ball python." Lason commented, "His scale patina is what's called ghost."

“Oh…that is cool then.” said Arsenius. “I thought your pet was real ghost. There are those at Markhalls.” He looked at the paints, that were talking and moving around. “And those things.”

"What the?" Lason commented as he saw the pictures moved. "That is weird, are they suppose to do that?"

ooc: Last post till after school.

Freidrich gave a signal for Aiko to come over. Then he turned toward the first year students.

"Ok it seems I'm going to take you to the dorm. My name is Freidrich Von Flowtow. Any of you want to go to the dorms and common room you will follow me. Before we leave I would like to know each of your name."

"Aiko Fujikawa from the Empire of Kirisubo" the small asian girl replies in her accented english as she joins the rest of Hufflepuff first years beside Freidrich.

"What the?" Lason commented as he saw the pictures moved. "That is weird, are they suppose to do that?"

“They are magical paintings.” said Arsenius. “They keep an eye on the students. Plus, they jump between painting to another painting.”

"Ok it seems I'm going to take you to the dorm. My name is Freidrich Von Flowtow. Any of you want to go to the dorms and common room you will follow me. Before we leave I would like to know each of your name."

The four other first years looked at Freidrich. Two of them were twin boys with brown hair and green eyes. “I’m Garrett Perry.“ said one of the twins. “That is my twin, Edgar Perry.”

A red hair girl looked at Freidrich, she said “My name is Calliope Karnoupakis.” A Greek witch, she was.

The last one, a black hair boy with hazel eyes. This boy was shy. “I’m…” he began. “My name is Devin Riley. I’m from Ireland.”

Richard wandered the corridors, untill he found himself to be alone. And lost.
Stopping by a suit of armour, he took a seat by the things feet.
Where the hell am I?
Richard was beginning to regret his rash decision to leave the main group. The building was a maze of corridors and rooms, with alot of strange wonders that would scare or surprise the average boy. But for some reason, really no reason, Richard felt nothing but indifference.

Standing on his feet again, Richard progressed along another corridor untill he found more steps.
Downwards I go!

"It's nice to meet you all. So let's get down to business. You have all been chosen to be Hufflepuff. We value hard work and patience, loyalty and friendship, and justice and fair play rather than a particular aptitude in its members. Ok since that is done everyone follow me and don't get lost on the way to the dorm." Freidrich started to walk off and out of the great hall. He kept on walking so the first years would follow. He remembered that the dorm was near the kitchen and near the basement.

Aiko follows the older boy carefully making sure she dosen't get lost. At least there was another girl she could talk to.

Moving threw the building he showed them where all the bathrooms were located. Also the classrooms and the nurse. Then he made his way down stairs. After sometime they passed the kitchen and were close to the basement. Freidrich turned a corner to show a wall with a painting. Most of the students wondered what they were doing here. He looked at the Painting. It was of a famous Baron.

"Badger"

The painting looked at him.

"Oh it's you Freidrich. The password is correct."

The painting moved to show the common room for Hufflepuff. Two rooms branched off from it. Freidrich pointed to the two rooms.

"The girl dorms are on the left. Guys on the right. Your stuff is here so make yourself at home."

Then Freidrich went into the room for the third year boys. His stuff was here with Aves, his golden eagle. So he started to unpack his clothes, books, and other supplies.

Aiko had heard similar stories from her grandmother about the time she was at another school for spellcasting and a talking painting wasn't going to phase her.

She entered the girls dorm and seen her case, her fox cub in his travel cage and the rest of her stuff by a small bed.

first she opened the cage to let her pet out and he licked her face before lying down on top of the bed.

"Kokatsi, be good" she says to him as he looks round at the girl with his mistress.

Aiko smiled before she continued unpacking the rest of her clothes and putting on the Hufflepuff school tie she also found on her bed.

soon she was finished and she unwrapped the bamboo kendo stick.

turning to Calliope she remarks chuckling "any boys that want in here will soon find out i'm ready for them"

Roger, Lason, Arsenius and other first years made it to the Ravenclaw Tower, on the west side of the castle. A painting of the strange looking man in top hat was in front of the Ravenclaw members. “A toad’s uncle.” said Roger.

“Oh…Roger, my boy. You may enter.” said the man. The painting opened up and the Ravenclaw members. The first room they walked into was the Ravenclaw common room, where the Quidditch team was talking about the 2005 Quidditch World Cup.

“It was an honor to play for the Albanian team in the cup.” said Simon Dragoti. "Sucks that we lose to the Romanian team.”

“Yes, Lucian Matei is awesome player.” said Yang Chen , a fifth year Chinese student and the team’s Chaser.

“Sucks that he goes to Maftkrut Institute.” said the team’s keeper, a Swedish girl named Malena Jönsson. She was fourth year student.

Len sadly tudged towards his dorm... The nurse had quite rudely shoved him out of the hospital wing saying that Dan needed sleep..

Len finally reached the dorm and decided to wait in the common room to see if someone interesting would come. Len took a small book out of his suitcase and began reading. Suddenly a image flows into his head.

(Flashback)
A young boy struggles to sleep.
“There is nothing we can do...”
Father spoke in a low voice. “But,” mother mumbled.
"I know...but don't worry that boy's smart.”
The boy shook in the pitch darkness. He knew that his parents were talking about him.
“But…”
“He has a brilliant mind. Kids his age don’t even known how to talk. Its like he's a gift from somewhere.”
“That’s true. But he's still a child, no matter what he can do. He'll never know whats happening." The mother eyes began watering.
The boy held his blanket tighter together. He curled himself up and pretended to be sleeping in the pitch darkness. He knew what they were talking about.
The voices continued, but the boy forced himself not to hear them. He chased the voices away from his consciousness, and forced himself to sleep.

Two days later, Father peered into the boy’s eyes and called him.
“I've got something to do. You want to come with me?”
The boy didn’t ask where or why.
“Yes, I’ll go.”
“Okay then,” Father wore a somewhat complex expression as he gave his hand to the boy. The boy grabbed the hand tightly. The father and son traveled even deeper into the woods and climbed up and down numerous times, until the father expected the boy didn’t remember where they came from. Father let go of the boy’s hand.
“Stay here. I’ll be right back. Wait here!”
Okay, the boy nodded.
“You got it? Don’t move an inch!”
Okay, the boy nodded and saw his father going out of the woodland as the father looked back a couple of times.
I will not move. I will always stay here.
The boy tightened his fist, and gazed and the direction where his father disappeared.
I will never return home.
To keep his promise, the boy didn’t move a step away from that spot. At night he slept at the spot. After three days, he couldn’t move at all even if he wanted to.
Don’t worry. I will never return home.
He understood that if he returned, his parents would be troubled.
The boy closed his eyes, and let his consciousness sunk into confusion.
I’ll be waiting here.
I’ll wait here for the whole family to live on, to settle down, to be happy, to suddenly remember me, and to come here to hold a funeral for me.

Before that, no matter how long it takes, I’ll wait.

(Flash back end)

Len blinked and rubbed his eyes.
I must be hallucinating...

putting the Kendo stick under her bed, Aiko went into the common room and took a good look round her. Her fox cub had followed her sticking close and Aiko sat in an armchair and took out her little book again.

in kanji the title said "tales of the kami" and Kokatsi stayed at her feet reading a bit more.

Len looked up and suddenly saw Aiko...
Hahahah today's a good day

Len walked over to the much smaller and shorter girl.

"Yoooooooooo" Len smiled

Aiko looks up at the asian looking boy raising an eyebrow.

"sumimasen*" she says in Kirisuban, her fox cub also taking an interest.

###

*excuse me

ooc: kirisuban sounds a lot like japanese and uses the same script

"Hahahahha you know out of the first years your one of the two students that interest me..."
Len grinned openly.
"Uh no wait...I'm no-not...I don't mea-mean that literally...ah crap"
Len pouted and pondered on his statement.

"Sooo what are you reading...?" Len asked weakly

(Does your character have anything on her?)

Kioshi relaxed outside as much as possible, liking the shadows he felt that only kindred spirits would stay in the shadows like him, Nevermore was always with him if no one would come. He was never alone, but secretly he knew more spells then half of the teachers. He knew all three of the forbidden curses and how to use them effectively, he knew all manner of support and healing spells, but his true strength relied in speed and power that was unnatural for humans, magical or otherwise.

ooc: Aiko just has a bamboo wand sticking out off the breast pocket of her blazer.

ic:

Aiko looked curiously at Len and says in accented english "I thought it was normal for people to introduce themselves even here.

My name is Aiko Fujikawa from the Empire of Kirisubo and i'm reading some folk tales of my country"

Len bowed "I'm Len..."

"Hmmm folktales.....Whats do you think a folktale is?"

Len suddenly clapped his hands and looked as giddy as a child.

"Could you read me one?"

Len's eyes twinkled "pwease..."

Aiko looked up at Len again and replied gently "my grandmother always told me that a folktale was a truth dressed up a story or a myth"

She smiles slightly and adds "most of them are quite long but my favourite one in this book is about Monkey and how he got thrown out heaven, flew round on a white cloud and helped a bonze* get to India.

Maybe I could read you one since you asked me"

*Bonze=buddist priest

Len clapped his hands together wildly.
"Journey to the West!! Journey to the West!!"

Len laughed and made a small dance around the room.

"Thats one of my favorite stories..which part in that story is your favorite?"

Aiko smiles and says wondering if Len is younger than he looks "i enjoyed how he gained immortality by eating 1000 year old peaches"

"Ah yes..immortality..."

Len smiled

"I liked how his master and him were reunited after, his master was tricked by a demon and thought monkey had killed innocent people"

Len sat down on the floor
"sooo can I have my story now?"

"Len, have you heard about the 47 loyal ronin before?" Aiko asks as her fox cub drifts off to sleep.

She closes the book having memorised this story and puts it back into her blazer pocket.

Len laughed
"Nope"

Len leaned in eager to hear this new story.

“They are magical paintings.” said Arsenius. “They keep an eye on the students. Plus, they jump between painting to another painting.”
"Seems weird, but I guess they replace video cameras." He commented as they entered the dorm. As he heard talk of a world cup, he turned to Arsenius, "What are they talking about?"

Aiko leans back in the armchair and starts the tale.

"during the latter days of the Miromuta Shogunate, there was a Lord named Naganori Asano.

He was sent to Edo castle to learn about the Shogunate court procedures so he could meet with the Emperors envoys.

However this grumpy old teacher, Yoshinaka Kira wouldn't teach him and humiliated the Lord.

The samurai drew his katana and drew blood from the sensai. Lord Asano was ordered to commit seppuku to atone for his actions and the 300 samurai who served him became masterless samurai.

they dispersed but 47 of them wanted to avenge their master. Their leader Yoshio Oshi got the late lords loyal warriors together and told them the plan. they would come together at some point in the future and kill the sensei that had doomed their lord.

they took on other jobs and Oshi san made it look like he had dishonoured himself so he could get the spies off his back"

she pauses so she can catch a breath.

Len cheered loudly at the death of Yoshinaka Kira
"GOOO ASANO KILL THAT B!@#@! he sleeps with dogs and eats the privates of horses!!"

(Len after Asano is killed)
"*sniff sniff* Why did they kill him? He was only saving his honor.."

Len looked on at Aiko eagerly.
"Is Yoshio Oshi going to win?!?"

"Len if you listen you'll find out" Aiko says softly.

"two years passed and Kira san thought he was safe but the 47 ronin had reformed and they took his house by storm.

they gave him the chance to die with honour by commiting seppuku but he refused so Oshi san killed him like the honourless dog he was.

His head was planted on a bamboo pole and placed on Lord Asano's grave.

However they knew they had broken the laws which stopped revenge being taken so the samurai each committed seppuku themselves, Oshi san being the last to die. They were all buried beside their master and joined him in death.

Everyone who heard what happened to these loyal men was impressed by their dedication to their old lord and honour. Even today their graves attract Kirisubans who value honour, duty and sacrifice. they are regarded as heroes for what they did and they stand as symbol for what a samurai should be"

Aiko stops speaking the tale concluded.

Wide-eyes..
"They commited suicide!!" Len waved his hands in the air.
"Thats terrible!!"
"Th-th-they should have journeyed away and found a new home for themselves."

Len paused before grinning and stared at Aiko.
"Thank you hehe that was a nice story..."

Len's eyes traveled to the floor.
"In this world everyone shouldn't tempt fate...there's a time to live and die, you shouldn't speed the process or slow it down.."

Len's eyes suddenly saw the bamboo wand in Aiko's pocket.
"Oh wow I didn't know they used bamboo to make wands..it must have been really hard to find that."

(Bamboo is pretty hallow and splits so it probably would take a good wand maker, to be able to use it in order to make a small wand)

Aiko replies to Len "my grandmother who made this wand for me is a samurai's daughter as well as magic user. The female line of her family have had the gift of magic for a long time and i'm the latest one to learn the magical arts. Theres few sacred bamboo groves left but my honourable grandmother knows where they are.

i'm happy that you liked the story and its still relevant to a lot of Kirisubans even today.

you never told me your family name or where you came from either"

ooc: mass postage time so we know whats happened

ic:

“Quidditch.” said Arsenius. “It is magical game. The first game is in November. Gryffindor v. Slytherin.”

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Meanwhile, in Professor Semenov's office.

Professor Semenov was listening to one of the painting in his office. This painting was from the Hufflepuff common room. Well, not the painting but the cloaked figure in Hufflepuff colors. “Professor Semenov , the Len boy is nuts.” said the painting. “Something needs to be done with him.”

“He is breaking the cursing rule.” said the painting. “I heard what he did in the Great Hall.”

“I will handle this, go back to the common room.” said Professor Semenov. “Check an eye on Len. Report back to me, if anything goes wrong.” With that the cloaked figure took off back to the common room.

Vladimir began writing a letter for Len’s father.

Dear Mr. Zinjaing,

I write this letter to you for one reason. Your son, Len Zinjaing, is not acting like himself. He bite another student, Dan Oslim, at the start of the school feast. He is acting crazy still he arrived at Markhalls. I need to talk to you and your wife as soon as you can get to Markhalls.

Signed,

The Head Master of Markhalls
Professor Vladimir Semenov

Vladimir folds the letter and sealed the red wax, then on the stamp of Markhalls in the center of the wax. He signed Mr. Zinjaing’s name on the front of the letter. He called out to his owl, Hamuzok, to delvier the letter to the Zinjaing family in China. Hamuzok was a Great Hawk Owl. The owl flew out of the window to began his trip to China.

###

(Back in China)

The great hawk swoops closely and attempted to enter a building. *Len's house*. However, to the owl's annoyance it found the entire building completely shut up.

Hamuzok determined to furfill its duty immedietely began squeezing into a small opening in the house through the window and finallly entered the building.

The moment the bird entered it immedietely realized something was wrong...One the Zinjaing family was not a magic family...in fact only Len showed any type of magical skill. Despite this the air smelt like magic...as if a wizard was living here. Len's magical aura should have faded by now. The second thing wrong was that the area was completely messed up, Hamuzok had been the owl used to give Len his first letter to enter the school of Markhalls. Back then it had been a very cheerful place with Len's 2 younger sisters running over to pet him and Len's father looking like he would smack the owl out of fear of rabies. The house now seemed gloomy, it wasn't bad but it felt empty as if something was missing. Hamuzok slowly and quietly flew around the house attempting to find out the source of the magic.

"*cough cough*" a short blonde hair man was walking around a cauldron. Surrounding him were many ingredients, ingredients that no non-wizard should be seen with.

Hamuzok was at a lost of words. On one hand it had been ordered to deliver the message to the Zinjaing family. However, on the other this man was clearly not what he was expecting. In the end Hamuzok decided he had to do something with the letter and immedietely dropped it on the man's lap.

"Good Heavens!" The man threw up his arms and jumped a bit at the sudden appearance of the owl. The man picked up the letter and began reading it a bit.

"Sigh...I suppose it was to much to hope for that Len could live a normal life..." The man blinked back tears, before turning to the owl.

"Oh, uh, would you like an owl treat...here take one" The man handed the owl a small treat.

"Now I need you to deliver this very very important leader to headmaster Vladimir"

Dear Profesor Vladimir Semenov
I think it would be best if you sent someone here. I am Fushin, I'm a family friend who helped Len when he first found out he was a wizard. I...I am sad to say that Zinjaing family is.. almost non-existant...Len is the only one left, although he isn't eh... aware of it...at least I hope not... Anyway send someone here...I'm afraid that Len has a very very bad problems. Oh dear me I seem to be rambling.

From Fushin Coresa, Family friend of Zinjaing

The owl leaped out the window and soared to the skies.

###
back in the Hufflepuff common room

Len thought hard..
"Eh I'm from China and my family name is Zinjaing.."

Len pondered over a thought for a while.

"Well I don't have any sibling...my only living relative is my dad.. Whats your family like?"

Len turned to Aiko questioningly.

"I've got my grandmother who practically raised me. Both mother and father are civil servants in the Kirisuban foreign office and i'm an only child" Aiko replies.

"my parents are both muggles since my mother never had the gift but they understand why grandmother wanted me to come here"

"ahh.."

Len smiled happily.

"How did you feel about being put in Hufflepuff? Hehehe, even though I like it... its not exactly famous for much and most people hate the idea of being in this house."

Len looked down at Aiko's fox.
"Cute fox!" Len ran over and began staring at it like it was the most important thing on earth.

###

As Hamuzok flew back into the office’s window, Vladimir could feel something was wrong. The owl drop the letter on his desk and flew up to his house on top of bookcase. “What is this?” asked Vladimir out loud. He begun reading the letter from a Fushin Coresa. After finishing it, he called Cedric M. Puddlemere to his office. The half-giant/half-human lowed his head to walk into the office. As soon as Cedric walked into his office, Vladimir said “I think you to head to China and pick up a man named Fushin Coresa.”

“I will use Deepclaw to get there.” said Cedric. “Mr. Coresa will be here few soon.” He bowed and head out to his hut. He called out the name and down flew a Croatian Nighttailed Ragetorrent with carriage behind it. The looked like it was from the olden times, like King or Queen would own. It was made out of dark wood with gold accents on it. Plus, it was huge for Cedric to ride in. He got in and Deepclaw enters the air. A spell was cased on both Deepclaw and the carriage that made them unseen by muggles.

"I suppose you people can't just use apparation or floo powder like normal people?"
Fushin stared at Cedric.
"Was it really neccesary to bring a dragon..."
"Sigh you youngings and your hip, cool new things"
Fushin stepped into the carriage.
"How fast can we go?"

###

Kokatsi wakes up and looks at Len.

Aiko says "my grandmother never told me the diference between the houses and said I should trust the sorting hat instead. She knew it would place me where i would fit in. I'm hoping you can tell me more about them and the other houses.

the fox is the national animal of Kirisubo. We admire its guile and intelligence and a tamed cub like Kokatsi is very loyal. He always sleeps at the side of my bed and sometimes even ends up in my lap"

###

"COME OUT NOW LEN!" yelled Kioshi, tired of being ignored by the psychotic klepto.

###

"OOO" Len pet the fox furiously until even the patient fox got a bit tired of being petted so hard and softly nipped Len's finger.

"Bad foxy!!, Naughtly foxy!!" Len stared at the fox for a minute before petting it softly this time "Gooood Foxy!!". While Len continued to pet the fox, he stated.
"Gryfindor is for the couragous and honorable...that also translates to foolish and reckless. Slytherin translates into resourceful and ambitious, unfortunetely that can come out to major backstabbing and prejudice. Ravenclaw is for the smart...though they usually have problems with practical hands on things..even though there geniuses in theory."

Len pointed to himself "And Hufflepuffs are loyal and hardworking, that can also be naive."

###

“Fast enough to get from Europe to China in less then a couple of hours, Mr. Coresa.” said Cedric. “Dragons can get high in the air and wind currents that speeds up the trip’s time.” After making sure Mr. Coresa was ready to fly, Deepclaw entered the air. He got in a strong wind current and began flying back to Markhalls.

Two hours later, the dragon and carriage lands in the field near Cedric’s hut. “Welcome to Markhalls, Mr. Coresa.” said Cedric. He got out and open the door for Fushin.

###

Kioshi growled and yelled at the portrait (knowing it has to be a magical door) and pulled out his wand, "GET LEN NOW! Or I'll open the door myself!"

The picture in the portrait dissappeared in fright to get Len.

###

Fushin stepped onto the field and took a deep breathe of air.
"Thank you mr. u-uh forgive me... I'm not sure what your name is"

Fushin turned serious.
"Please refer to me as Mr. Zinjiang while I'm in this area...I'll explain everything later.."

"Please lead the way to the headmaster.."

###

"I see" Aiko replies and listens hearing shouting.

"I think someone wants to see you" she adds pointing to the door

###

"Eh Mr. Zinjiang...a man called Kioshi is out there..."

Len clapped his hands and turned to Aiko.

"Kioshi is really reallly nice hahaha"

Len ran off and burst open from the portrait door and hugged Kioshi tightly.

(lol close range, unexpected door burst, unfortunetely Kioshi isn't fast enough to dodge all those factors lol)

###

Kioshi looks at the thing that's clinging to him, he blushes a little and looks down at Len. "Just what are you?" he says as if Len is another species.

###

Outside Hufflepuff dorm…

Professor Xenopol walked behind Kioshi. “Behave yourself.” he said. “Don’t want your house to loss points.” To him yelling at the door.

Then Len came out of the door, fast and hopped onto Kioshi. “And get off of him.” he demand at Len.

Outside Markhalls…

“Okay, I will call you that then.” said Cedric. “My name is Cedric M. Puddlemere. Follow me.” Cedric began walking towards the head master’s office. After a ten minutes, they arrived at the door. The door opens by itself. “You may enter.” said Vladimir. He was sitting behind his desk, waiting for Fushin.

###

lol its a hug...he's a hyber sugar kiddo...he would probably get your legs if you tried dodging...lol but its a hug so lets not argue about it)

Len looks up to Kioshi with big innocent eyes.
"I'm Len!!! L-E-N"

Len continued to cling onto Kioshi.

"Did you bring me candy? O-O-OH I know you brought me CHOCOLATE!!! Or maybe even a shiny SCISSOR!!!"

###

Fushin entered Vladimir's office and nerviously began twitching.
"Before I tell you anything..promise me you won't tell anyone about what's happened here and you won't hurt Len in any way"

Fushin looked on determined. He would not let the last member of his best friends family die.

###

Curiosity draws Aiko out of her chair and she walks to the door to see whats going on, the fox cub following her.

she rolls her eyes when she sees the two boys and bows when she sees the professor.

###

Vladimir‘s office...

Vladimir looked at Fushin. “If it something bad, I will have to kick him out of the school.” he said. “But this school is not for the dark art, so we will not kill him.”

###

"It is bad...terrible...but he eh...kind of under a form of imperio (mind controlling spell) He couldn't control himself!! Certainly you can understand that"
Fushin began to sweat heavily.

###

Kioshi takes out his wand and smiles at Len, "You see this beautiful, long, sleek wand? I could make you feel better and happy if you just gave me my money back from before. Would you like that Len?"

Outside the Hufflepuff dorm

Professor Xenopol grabs the back of Len’s robe. “I said get off of him.” he said. “Kioshi, put your wand away now.”

Vladimir‘s office

“Cedric, go find Len and get him in my office.” said Vladimir. “Will do, Vlad.” said Cedric, who turned and started towards the Hufflepuff dorm.

“So, do you who would cast that spell on Len.” said Vladimir.

Curiosity draws Aiko out of her chair and she walks to the door to see whats going on, the fox cub following her.

she rolls her eyes when she sees the two boys and bows when she sees the professor.

During the conversation by the hyper Len and oddly contrasted and calm Aiko, Titus had sat in a comfortable chair by the fire. His pet baby polar bear, Fuzzy, which was quite small and unique, was curled up beside his feet.

When Aiko and her fox cub crossed the room to follow Len, Fuzzy took notice and decided to follow his curiosity. He calmly walked across the room until he was standing next to the small fox cub (probably a little bit larger, but just a little) and promptly began examing her.

"Psst," Titus whispered across the room towards Aiko before making a head motion that beckoned her to come here. He had decided that now that Len was distracted, he might as well set the girl straight.

Waking up on a bed, in different coloured robes and with no longer a gaping wound in his arm, Dan was surprised beyond means to have seen a twinkling sky shown vibrantly amongst the stone, windows gleaming with the soft and invigorating moonlight.

"Okay, I am not going to complain." He said, before reaching into his pocket for the familiar small rock-like object that was his snail's shell."

Aiko turned round and followed the sound back to the older boy that she had noticed during the feast at the Hufflepuff table.

"Hello" she says as the fox cub seems at ease with the presence of a polar bear cub.

"Hi," Titus said to the girl with a reassuring smile on his face. "Have a seat... I think we should talk before you get the wrong ideas from him," he said pointing in the direction of Len. "If you hadn't noticed, he is a mental..."

"So... tell me what he told you and I will re-inform you of the correct information," he said. "Titus, by the way... Titus Viscilium," he stated.

"Aiko Fujikawa" Aiko replies and she sits down near the fire and relates the main topics of the conversation to Titus.

"I asked him about the different houses and what they were like and Len told me about Hufflepuff and their loyalty to each other and hard work"

Len smiled at the profesor
"sowwy.. I was just so happy to see KIOSHI!!!!"


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Fushin jumped up
"Oh god no!!"
Fushin breathed hard.
"He isn't a threat to his students right now but he might be if he finds out something...please let me explain"
Fushin looked around for support.

Outside the Hufflepuff dorm

“Get off of my student, now.” said Professor Xenopol

Vladimir‘s office

“It is better to play it safer then sorry. This is my school, so we follow my rules.” said Vladimir. “Tell me everything that happen over the summer. Because Len has changed over the summer, last year he was not like this.”

"Well..how about it Len, make you feel nice and good? Just give me my money back." repeated Kioshi.

“Kioshi!” said Professor Xenopol in loud tone. “Put your wand away. You know better.”

Kioshi nodded, "Its a good spell though, just a varient of the cheering charm. Usually I wouldn't go so far to get my money back, though Len has a considerable amount that was taken from me before the feast."

“You will get it back. You back to the dorm.” said Professor Xenopol. At that time, Cedric came around the corner. He looked at Xenopol and said “Semenov, wants Len in his office.”

“Well, I will come with you then.” said Professor Xenopol. “He has been stealing from one of my students.”

Kiochi smirked and gently put his wand back, still wishing he could have hit Len with a spell to make him happy and workable, just to see what would a hyperactive nutty joy-overwhelmed boy would do when its magnified ten times over by his spell. In Kiochi's mind, Len would become a drooling mass of what appeared to be a boy. It'd have the effect of ectasy on the boy, except the deadly lashbacks and would be quite hilarious to see; although the professors would find him unworkable with and a bigger nuisance then before.

Kioshi started back towards the Slytherin house.

'shit I'll have to do this fast before Len gets here'
Fushin took a deep breathe.
"As I told you before, I'm a wizard and a family friend because of the fact Len is the only wizard in his family I'm often the one who helps him shop and do his homework. Now in the summer Len was very determined that he go on vacation to a magical place...I agreed and decided we would go on vacation to an ancient magical castle in UK. He was overjoyed he loved the idea and ran around telling his parents about it... He would tease his little sisters, saying 'don't you wish you were me?' "

Fushin looked down.
"On the trip while were walking, Len tripped over an box...it was a very beautiful box and I told him, he was allowed to keep it. At that time..I didn't know anything...it seemed so innocent. After that, nothing unusual happened..."

Fushin took another deep breathe.
"However....back at home one day...I was sitting at home enjoying a cup of tea when suddenly there was a rap on the door. I opened it.. and.."

Fushin began crying.
"Len threw himself on me covered in blood. At first I didn't know what happened, but he suddenly began chanting and screaming words...and after what seemed hours, I was able to figure it out...he had killed his parents, his sisters...his family. His body was covered in a horrible tatoo and Len was screaming half-insane. He begged me to kill him....begged me to do anything... Begged me to torture him to the seven hells!"

Fushin took a deep breathe.
"I couldn't bare the sight...How could you expect me to let him live like that? To live knowing he had killed his own family? So I took my wand and screamed out the memory erase spell, in my emotional state, I poured to much magic into it..and he was knocked out. At that moment I was amazed to find that horrible tatoo retreat...although it still bared itself on Len's hand. I immedietely rushed into my study and tried to find, to search, to acquire some clue about what had happened...when I suddenly remembered the box... That damn forsaken box! Finally as I searched one of my books, a very rare book mind you and although it did not say anthing specific I was able to get some idea of what happened."

"It said that it housed the box held some kind of curse and that all those who reached the age of 15 would recieve the height of insanity. It made sense...by erasing his memory I had saved him! My memory charm had been too strong and erased not a few memories...but as I later found out 8 years of memories leaving him with the memories and emotions of a 6 year old! Since he wasn't really a 14 year old the curse didn't effect him... or at least on the level it had before... Not only that but since Len was 14 when he recieved this curse he had retained enough sanity to beg me to kill him."

Fushin began explaining what had happened after that.

(Flashback)
Len is bathed and in clean clothes and rubs his eyes and stares at the worried looking man.
'*yawn* huh who are you?" Len innocently points at Fushin.
Fushin nods cheerfully "I'm your father...you had a bad fall..have you forgotten a few things?"
"daddy?" Len ponded on the idea "DADDY!!" Len jumped over and tackled Fushin onto the ground
Fushin pushes himself back up.
"Len you see your right hand?" Len stares back at his hand which is covered in bandages.
"Your hand has something very special in it...if you don't take off the bandages..when your 100 you'll get a wish okay?"
Len nods "YAy I'm going to get a wish. Don't worry daddy I won't take it off!"
Fushin nods happily.
(Flashback ends)

"You see...if he regains his memory he'll never live a normal life..and even if he can... how could he live with the fact he killed his entire family?"

Fushin smacked the table in front of him with his fists frustrated.
"I've been searching for a way to cure him..but I can't...the reason he's showing insanity is because while his mentality is very young...he's still technically a 14 year old...I've been able to confuse the curse...but I can't erase it.

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Vladimir listened to Fushin as he talked, “Well, I can’t have a student like Len.” he said. “He acts like a little when he is really a fourteen year old.” Vladimir didn’t like the idea of a powerful evil box did this to Len. “I have a question, why did you not tell me this during the summer. Or the Ministry of magic.”

Cedric walked beside Len to the headmaster’s office. Professor Xenopol walked behind them both. It would still taking a couple more minutes to get to the office.

"Aiko Fujikawa" Aiko replies and she sits down near the fire and relates the main topics of the conversation to Titus.

"I asked him about the different houses and what they were like and Len told me about Hufflepuff and their loyalty to each other and hard work"

"Yes... yes..." Titus replied as she Aiko sat down and explained what Len had told her. "Well, actually no. The houses might stand for those things but the people in them don't necessarily contain all of the same virtues. There are those that are afraid in Gryffindor, those that are not complete jerks in Slytherin, those that are not geniuses in Ravenclaw, and those that do not work hard in Hufflepuff. Take me and my friend Dan for example - you know, the one that got bit at dinner - I, and I hope I don't sound like I am bragging because I am not, happen to be one of the brightest students of the age and I certainly don't work much; you will rarely find me in the library or staying up late to do work. Now Dan really exemplifies what I mean; he is incredibly lazy and I don't think anyone would label him with the loyal tag..." Titus said as he took a deep breath.

"So you see... it isn't so black and white. If you have any questions or need any help, I would prefer that you come to me rather than Len... he is a bit... 'off'," Titus said.

Aiko nods slightly and says quietly "i've noticed. he's not acting his age and whats the story with that grubby bandage?"

she looks over at Kokatsi getting on well with Fuzzy and adds "my grandmother never told me anything about the houses because she didn't want to influence the sorting hat.

I'm Kirisuban so loyalty and hard work come naturally to us. Maybe thats what the sorting hat picked up on"

Aiko nods slightly and says quietly "i've noticed. he's not acting his age and whats the story with that grubby bandage?"

she looks over at Kokatsi getting on well with Fuzzy and adds "my grandmother never told me anything about the houses because she didn't want to influence the sorting hat.

I'm Kirisuban so loyalty and hard work come naturally to us. Maybe thats what the sorting hat picked up on"

"Potentially," Titus replied. "Though I would guess that you are quite bright and could be brave if the situation called for it too... so I guess any house could have been picked - except Slytherin that is - but I guess that is why we have the amazing Sorting Hat - I doubt anyone really knows how it works; not even Semenov."

Vladimir listened to Fushin as he talked, “Well, I can’t have a student like Len.” he said. “He acts like a little when he is really a fourteen year old.” Vladimir didn’t like the idea of a powerful evil box did this to Len. “I have a question, why did you not tell me this during the summer. Or the Ministry of magic.”

Cedric walked beside Len to the headmaster’s office. Professor Xenopol walked behind them both. It would still taking a couple more minutes to get to the office.

"You have to let him stay in this school..yo-you just have to!"
Fushin said weakly
"The reason I didn't tell you...was to be blunt I was afraid...its not unrealistic to think that the ministry of magic would just decide to kill him rather then risk that my memory charm fails one day...as for you...I was busy the entire summer brain washing him...making him really believe that he was an only child...I took moved all my equiptment to his old house and stored all my stuff there. I changed photo albums so it had only photos of him and me.. it was tough work..."

Fushin took a deep breathe.
"If you kick him out of school he won't be controllable...there are to many factors...at least here he can be watched by a large number of teachers and.."

Fushin takes a glance at a wide-eyes portrait.
"helpers...he's not really a threat...to be truthful...he just needs guidance...although I'm not sure if that tatoo does anything other then drive him insane...one of the reasons he was able to kill his family was because they were all not wizards...his magic level may not have risen at all and he could be easily subdued by a teacher...he needs to stay here..."

Kioshi went back to the Slytherin Room and avoided the other Slytherins, he felt awkward and strange, he was hugged by another boy, he hadn't even been touched by a girl or hugged by his own mother. He was confused about his feelings for the insignificant little brat that stole his money, but yet appeared so happy to see him, though he justified that the hug was a mix of childish insanity as part of being a Kleptomaniac.

Aiko smiles and says "anyway i'm in Hufflepuff now and i want to a powerful spell caster like my grandmother. The gift skipped my mother and went onto me and grandmother has known for a few years now about my potential"

she looks round the room and asks "is there anywhere you can boil a kettle round here? I feel like i need some tea"

"Well, you could hold a pot over the fire right there," he said pointing to the roaring fireplace. "Or you could use a simple spell on the cup to heat it up... but I wouldn't expect you to know that."

"Titus I hope I learn that spell soon" Aiko answers "but water will do for now"

she leaves Titus briefly popping into the girls dorm and getting a white mug from her case and pouring some cold drinking water into it.

She rejoins Titus and her fox cub follows her over after she says a command in Kirisuban.

"Kokatsi's intelligent as well" she adds "and very loyal. whats your pet like?"

"Cute name - Kokatsi. Oh, Fuzzy is quite loyal as well," Titus replied as he looked over to where Fuzzy was playing with Kokatsi. "And he has his moments, but his biggest asset is that he is a good listener," Titus joked with a smile on his face.

"My parents said I would be getting another pet soon... but I am not sure what it is or when I am going to get it... so... yeah..."

Dan woke up in the middle of the night, from the hospital wing, amidst snores and occasional twitching from his fellow occupants. Sick of the hospital wing, he decided to go to his common room, not factoring in the possibility of being caught wandering at night by Prefects or teachers. But the idea of the point system came into mind, and he was stopped in his tracks.

"Aw, man." He said sincerely, slumping back into his bed, rolling his snail's shell around in the palm of his hand, the snail itself inside.

"Kokatsi will probally grow to the size of small dog" Aiko replies after drinking some water "and they do seem to getting on quite well.

Kokatsi means crafty in Kirisuban. He does have his moments as well but most of the time he does what I tell him and he is house trained"

Aiko chuckles and makes herself comfortable in the big chair by the fire.

"Kokatsi will probally grow to the size of small dog" Aiko replies after drinking some water "and they do seem to getting on quite well.

Kokatsi means crafy in Kirisuban. He does have his moments as well but most of the time he does what I tell him and he is house trained"

Aiko chuckles and makes herself comfortable in the big chair by the fire.

"Not sure how big Fuzzy will get, I've had him a while and he hasn't seemed to grown at all," Titus replied, leaving out just a small bit of information. "Probably is a rare species that doesn't grow that large."

"So... what do you enjoy doing?" he said, attempting to make small talk.

Aiko smiles and says "I like reading books of folk tales, fencing with my kendo stick and Kanji caligraphy.

i brought the stick with me so I could keep in practice. Even without someone to fight I can still train with it"

"I am not sure how familiar you are with the world of magic and such," Titus replied, "but physical weapons aren't that useful in a real fight. Though if you just do it because you enjoy it, that is always good."

Aiko replies "it is good training but the female line of our family as well as carrying the gift of magic carries a long line of samurai, my nations warrior class. I'm expected to know how to use a katana or wakizashi in the event of needing to defend my honour"

-SNIP-

“You're not getting it. This is a school of learning not a place for whacked out kid.” said Vladimir. “He bite one of his house mates in the arm. That is not normal behave at this school. If this was Maftkrut Institute, he would have been sent to the ministry as soon as he started acting up.”

The painting of the former headmasters were listening to everything in the office. “So, I will have to sent for some extra help from the ministry .” he said. The painting agreed with Vladimir. “This school not St. Hrag's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.”

“Wait that is where I think I will sent him to St. Hrag.” added Vladimir.

"Ah, I see..." Titus said.

After a few minutes of sitting calmly by the fire, Titus decided to turn in for the night. "I am going to sleep... you probably should to soon; you are going to have a lot of getting used to and you will need your energy."

OOC: At the lack of sounding boring, I am going to have Titus go to sleep as I gather it is late at night. This could serve as a way of moving it on to the next day.

“You're not getting it. This is a school of learning not a place for whacked out kid.” said Vladimir. “He bite one of his house mates in the arm. That is not normal behave at this school. If this was Maftkrut Institute, he would have been sent to the ministry as soon as he started acting up.”

The painting of the former headmasters were listening to everything in the office. “So, I will have to sent for some extra help from the ministry .” he said. The painting agreed with Vladimir. “This school not St. Hrag's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.”

“Wait that is where I think I will sent him to St. Hrag.” added Vladimir.

Fushin shuddered
"....he is not safe there...he's innocent....six year old children are immature...he did what most would do if they were scared, he just didn't understand that he was 14 years old and had a much stronger jaw than a child. He doesn't know he's not a child...he's innocent, he's too young to even know when someone is mean to him and your talking about putting him in a place where he'll be poked and pricked all over the place?"

Fushin took a deep breathe.
"Not only that but I've known cases in this school where children got into fights and would curse each other out yet they only had to live with very long detentions and huge point losses. Your punishing a kid who doesn't have any type of bad feelings at all just because he bit a kid? He didn't want to hurt the guy...and a lot of guys here just curse each other out and they don't get sent to lab pychos."

Fushin began calming down.
"I regret telliing you about this..I had hoped you would have let me stay here and research on his curse from the school library which has more books than I do... but seeing as your idea of mercy is sending a kid with a six year old mentality, all alone without any type of parental support into a hospital that probably couldn't care less for a Len..."

Fushin calmed down completely.
""You dissapoint me....standards here have dropped since I came here to study."

Fushin took a deep breathe.
"If I can't convince you to help me heal Len then so be it...but I will not and never will send him to such a cold place...I'll heal him in anyway possible...I WON'T LET HIS FATHER DOWN!"

Fushin began crying as angry tears hit the floor.

Aiko looked at Titus with her big dark eyes and says "thats a good idea. I'll see you in the morning then bright and early for our first class"

she gets out gracefully from the chair and says two words in Kirisuban and Kokatsi follows her into the girls dorm.

Aiko finishes her water and gets ready for bed getting into a cotton sleeping kimono and brushing her teeth before settling down for the night, her fox cub sleeping beside her bed in his basket.

Kiochi started reading through his books, looking for a spell that would fix Len's strange attitude.

"Hmm...temporary increases brainpower....another cheating spell....memorization spell....nope...nope.....hmm...nope....Avada...never mind...hmm...All these spells and not one to cure immaturity." said Kioshi as he read.

As a good Slytherin he knew that their had to exist a spell to fix the little psycho so he began to study, hoping to hit Len with it next time they met.

Fuzzy looked up sadly as Kokatsi scampered away with Aiko. "Don't worry boy... there will be plenty of time to get to know Kokatsi. Come on; we need some sleep," he said as he nodded his head and began walking towards the boy's dorm.

Once inside he set about doing his normal nightime roughtine of cleaning and preparing himself for bed. "Night guys," he called to the rest of the people in the dorm; not many considering about about a third of them, Dan and Len, were not there. He fell promptly to sleep with Fuzzy on the bed beside him.

Vladimir’s office

Vladimir looked at the grown man in front of his desk, crying on the floor. A man who went to this school, when Vladimir was the headmaster. A man who knows the rules of the school. A man that would know Len will danger the other students.

“Get off of my floor and act like a man.” said Vladimir, getting up from behind his desk. “Len is be your problem. You can stay at Markhalls.” He moved around the desk, to see the man more. “A room will be set up for you. And Len will be moved to that room.”

Fushin was shocked...the headmaster...the headmaster..
Fushin was a bit dashed as he heard the headmasters words about how Len was his responsibility but he felt nothing could ruin his day.
Hahaha I still remember how the headmaster would always take care of all teh students like they were his kids....kids in need of strong punishment but still kids...still strange, that the headmaster has no attachment to Len at all after 4 years.. I suppose I can understand his reasoning...

Fushin stood up and bowed.
"Thank you...thank you..."

Fushin thought a little bit on what to do with Len.
Oh dear god thank you...hmmm I should work on that charm....poor Len ehhehe

Fushin began giggling for a little bit before straightening himself out.
"Thank you...I promise you if he hurts another student, I will personally take him out of the school..."

Its a shame he will be isolated...but once I finish that charm he should be fine....

Kioshi finds a spell in the book that would possibly work, "Confusio Destituo" though the description of the spell is nothing more then its Latin translation. It means "Abandonment of Confusion" which would remove a magical spell affecting the target's mind. Though Kioshi thinks it will help stop Len from being such an airhead. For a brief moment Kioshi thinks Len was hit with the "Tabula Rasa" spell, but laughed as Len would know nothing if that was the case, not be a freak.

“I think you know why Len is your problem.” said Vladimir. “If he harms any of my other students, the ministry will be in this.”

He walked over to the door, to see Cedric and the others heading his way. “Looks like he is here.” said Vladimir. He heads back over to his desk, “Wipe the tears from your eyes.” he said.

Cedric, Mihail, and Len walked into the office a second later.

Fushin nodded...although his mind had a quite different attitude
Len...your mom and dad loved you and I promise no matter what...you won't go to the ministry...even if I have to end your pain myself
Even as Fushin thought this, his face continued to be the same.

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Len stared at everyone before he saw Fushin.
"DADDY!!!" Len jumped over and hugged him before noticing the head master.
Len cheefully skipped in front of the desk.
"Professor Cedric said you wanted me mmm" Len tilted his head smiling.

“Cedric is not professor, Len. You know that.” said Vladimimr. Or maybe you don’t. Before he could say anything else, Mihail start talking. “This young man has been stealing things from one of my student. He stole sickles from that student.” said Mihail. “I would like to get those sickles back.”

"They will be returned." said Vladimir. "Len, can you give those sickles to Professor Xenopol."

Len blinked...
"Stickles.... Oh wait!"
Len clapped his hands and reached into his bag and pulled out some silver coins.
"Kioshi dropped these so I was holding them for him! It would have been reallly bad if someone were to steal them from him!"
Len proudly handed the silver coins to Professor Xenopol

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Fushin silently hit himself on the head..
'Leave it to Len to forget all the good traits....'

Professor Xenopol took the coins from the young boy. “Next time, give them back to him as fast as you can.” he said. With that, he heads out of the office towards the stairs.

With Mihail out of the room and out hearing range, Vladimir said “Cedric, get the house-elves to set up a room for both of this two.” Cedrci had a strange look on his face but he said “Yes, Professor Semenov.” He heads out of the office and do to where the house-elves stay.

He looked over at Len. “Your dad” he started. He did not want to use that word. “is going to help us out here. And you two will be roommates.”

Wide-eyed Len stared back at Fushin
"Wow..."
Fushin nodded back weakly

Len stared back at Vladimir, laughing
"What's daddy going to do? I-is he going to beat up all the monsters in the forbidden forest!"

Fushin looked slighly fearful at this idea.

"N-No wait he's going to try and be king of the centaurs!!!"
Fushin stared up at the ceiling.
'Its a good day to die...'

Len looked back at the headmaster, eager for an answer..

Dan was awake ever since his abrupt emergence in the hospital wing, and he was bored to no ends. Getting out of his bed, getting his feet into gear, and his head cleared, Dan decided to pack his things together for his first day in class. Heading towards the assumed location of the Hufflepuff common room, he patiently waited outside so someboy coming out would let him in.

-SNIP-

Vladimir just went with it. Whatever Len needs to know, is not something he needs to know right now. That is up to Fushin to tell the boy.

“Your dad is going to help in the library. He going to research a few things for me.” said Vladimir. “It is up to him to become king of the centaurs."

Outside the Hufflepuff dorm

“Dan, is that you.” came a voice from behind him. It was from Ludomir Cerna, a sixth year student from the Czech Republic. He walks closer to Dan. “I though you were in the hospital wing.” He looked at the painting and said “Badger.” The painting opens up.

"Thanks, Ludomir." Dan said, climbing into the portrait hole and into the common room.

“Your welcome.” said . He walked in, too. Heading up to his room, where his stuff. He and four other sixth year student used that room as their home. Ludomir was best friends will all of them.

Dan Oslim walked up to his part in the dormitory, ignoring everyone around him, getting his things ready for his first day in his fourth year. Wondering on what would be on his schedule, he was not so much ecstatic as curious.

“Quidditch.” said Arsenius. “It is magical game. The first game is in November. Gryffindor v. Slytherin.”

"Ah, could you give me a run down of common terms and linguistics that are commonly used by wizards then?" Lason asked as he wanted to find out what he needed to thrive in this new school.

Aiko wakes up the next morning and tries to roll over but Kokatsi licks her face to stop her.

"Ii desu yo" she mumbles she opens her eyes to see her fox.

"I know its morning" she adds as she gets out of bed and taking her wash kit goes to the girls bathroom to get ready Kokatsi beside his mistress all the time.

Soon shes wide awake and dressed in her uniform and while she waits for the others she notices for the first time the other Hufflepuff girls apart from Calliope. The prefect frightened her slightly since she hadn't really known that many older girls in the school she was in before she came here.

Aiko looks at her timetable and what she'll be doing on her first day.

*allright

"Ah, could you give me a run down of common terms and linguistics that are commonly used by wizards then?" Lason asked as he wanted to find out what he needed to thrive in this new school.

“I will get a book about it from the library.” said Arsenius. “But we can do that tomorrow. We need to get some sleep. Classes begins tomorrow.” Arsenius then heads up to the boy’s room. Into the room with his stuff.

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Having Fushin’s and Len’s new room ready, they were show where it was. It was on the far side of the castle, far away from the other students and the house dorms. Fushin would have to watch over Len and teach him things. Because Len is not allowed to go to any of the classes. The reason why is that Len is six year old in his mind and the first years are eleven year old.

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Mihail returned the sickles back to his prized student before going to get things ready for tomorrow classes.

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It was morning, a new day has began. The student start in the great hall at eight in the morning. Corn flakes, scrambled eggs, bacon, kippers, porridge, sausages, rolls and toast was on the four tables. Glasses of orange juice, grape juice and apple juice sat at the tables, too.

Aiko makes her way to the Hufflepuff table and settles for scrambled eggs, toast and orange juice.

Kokatsi has a few sausages and eats beside Aiko enjoying the meal.

As Titus wakes for the morning he looks around the dark room and is surprised to see that Dan is sleeping in his own bed rather than still being confined to the hospital wing. I wonder if he got the nurse to leave a mark... he thought as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and set about his normal morning routine of washing and preparing for the day.

He entered the common room to find Fuzzy already waiting at the portal, anxious to get out and get some morning chow. When the portal opened Fuzzy leapt out and scampered quickly down the hallway towards the kitchen with Titus following quickly behind.

The aroma could be smelled far before he reached the Grand Hal and as always, it smelled delicious. He took a seat at the Hufflepuff long table and began filling his plate with food.

OOC: I will 'post' a list of classes when someone asks him about it during breakfast - more of a normal talk than just posting what they are.

A familar voice with a familar fox cub chewing a sausage at her feet waves a bamboo wand speaking some Kirisuban.

"koko ni oide ima"

as Aiko looks at a piece of toast it floats over to her plate but makes a bad landing.

She reddens slightly adding "i think that spell needs more practice" when she sees Titus at the table

"Yeah, don't worry. I am sure you will learn fast here, and the teachers are some of the finest wizards in the world," Titus replied, trying not to make Aiko feel embarassed.

"Say... what classes are you taking?" he added, though he knew that first years didn't really have a choice and pretty much had a standard set of classes.

Kioshi studied to himself at the Great Hall, avoiding the other Slytherins, he liked to be alone, but anyone of the students from the other houses could see him to, but Len was on his mind a little. He would have a little surprise for him when they next met.

Fushin was pissed...not pissed pissed...but pissed.
"The entire school will hear if this continues..."
Fushin stared at Len who had suddenly gotten the news that he wasn't allowed to go to class.
"WWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"

Fushin plugged his ears...this would be harder then his owl tests....

"Yeah, don't worry. I am sure you will learn fast here, and the teachers are some of the finest wizards in the world," Titus replied, trying not to make Aiko feel embarassed.

"Say... what classes are you taking?" he added, though he knew that first years didn't really have a choice and pretty much had a standard set of classes.

Aiko looks up at the taller boy and replies "if my timetables right i've them all this year but i'm looking forward to the herbology class"

concentrating on a piece of bacon she repeats "koko ni oide ima" waving her wand and this time she controls it so it lands by Kokatsi who swiftly gobbles it up.

"Yeah - I would have assumed so - all of the core classes," Titus replied. "Herbology? Eh... aint one of my favorites."

"Doing better already," he commented as she succesfully levitated the bacon over to the fox cub.