by lady beneviento » Wed Jul 11, 2018 11:39 am
|selina sangris|female|7th year|slytherin|tags; luciana, open|
Selina darted onto the train, somehow moving with ease while carting around a large trunk and two animal cases. Sighing, Selina lugged her belongings down the narrow hallway, searching for a compartment that was at least not stuffed with people. Selina felt a wave of relief wash over her as she spotted a cart with only a pretty and familiar red haired girl seated in it. Selina is pretty antisocial, but she knows the names of most of her housemates, and this girl's name is Luciana. Sliding her trunk into the overhead compartment, Selina slipped into the cart, carrying her two pet carriers with her. "Hey, Luciana. Do you mind if I let my cat Nevaeh out? She gets a bit nervous on train rides, She'll just stay in my lap, you won't have to worry about her shedding fur all over your pretty dress." This was definitely the longest sentence she had ever spoken to this girl. Carefully, Selina places the small box containing her 2 year old white lipped python between her feet. Nemesis has a good temperament but snakes aren't for everyone, so Selina decided it would be best just to keep her in her box. Selina felt an enhanced connection to animals since she had become an animagus; whenever she had her fingers buried in Nevaeh's soft fur she felt all of her social anxieties melt away. Selina couldn't wait to get to Hogwarts so she could transform more often. Maybe she could even befriend a couple of other animagi, she couldn't be the only one.
|anya silverlake|female|7th year|ravenclaw|tags; lucina, open|
Anya was ran onto the train like she was being chased by a dragon, skidding to a stop and trying to catch her breath in on of the train's narrow halls. In reality, she had been spooked by some poor first year's unusually large Maine Coon cat. Curse her bird instincts. Anya extended her arm and whistled sharply, and a white streak flew through the train door, nearly knocking into some Slytherin girl who seemed to be patrolling the hallways. Karma landed on Anya's arm, giving the Slytherin girl she almost crashed into an indignant look. Anya shook her head. Kites are too proud for their own good, and Karma was certainly no exception. "Hey I'm so sorry about my bird, she tends to value speed over safety. Are you alright?" Anya asked, approaching the girl cautiously. Anya recognized her, Lucina. She had been in a few of Anya's classes in the past and seemed like a kind individual. By the Head Girl pin gleaming on her lapel Anya could guess that her assessment is correct. Great. Way to go, Anya, first day of 7th year and your bird nearly decapitates a Head Girl.