Slytherin is Not Synonymous With Evil (Harry Potter RP, open)

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    OOC: Oh, Ok. It will be a brown and green toad then called Gelus :)

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    Sure thing, hun! So far, all of the characters have already boarded the train and are on their way to Hogwarts. I believe Heather is alone, and Ignazio, Lily, and Albus just finished arguing about Quidditch... Not very many posts have been made if you'd like to just read it for yourself, I applo for my lack of a decent memory. ^^


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    ((Tnx! By the way, an awesome profile pic you have there! :) ))


    Veloce lazily laid in her cabin. She had managed to get an empty one by coming to the station early and, like a good guard dog, not letting anyone else go inside it. Well, except for the candy lady. Candies of many colors laid next to her, wrapping paper decorating the ground. Veloce felt great, full with the stuff, but knew that she probably looked like an unhygenic fat person from strangers POV.
    "No worries. Now were did that good chocolate go, hmm? I know I didn't finish it," she mumbled, looking around the cabin.

    OOC: Hopefully no one minds if I timeskip a little and jump the train forward?


    IC: Heather changed into her school robes when she felt they were close enough to Hogwarts. She put her book away and looked out the window, smiling to herself as Hogwarts came into view, light glittering from the many windows, though it was still a good five minutes away. The girl made sure her possessions were ready to go and waited.

    As the train stopped in front of the platform, Heather got to her feet and exited the train. She saw the familiar sight of Hagrid calling the first years, but of course didn't stop to greet him as many of the Gryffindors did. She was well aware of the Slytherin reputation. She chose an empty carriage and waited-- again. She reflected that she did an awful lot of waiting.

    Veloce got out of the train and went to one of the carriages that were not full yet. She sighed as she got in it and sit down. It wasn't her first or second year, but she still felt nervous and a bit insecure at the beginning of a School year.

    Heather watched as the full carriages began to trundle forward. She was joined by a few other Slytherins and greeted them politely, then fell back into silence as they started towards the castle. She liked her fellow Slytherins well enough, and there was no doubt she loved her House, but she just wasn't very talkative.

    Veloce was lost in her thoughts and only after a moment realized, that a fellow slytherin had greeted her. She quickly answered with a "Hey" and watched as they quickly moved closer to the castle.

    Heather watched Veloce as they neared the castle. When the carriage stopped she hopped out and headed for the Great Hall with the other students, mixing in with the other boys and girls in green robes.

    Veloce sighed and calmed herself. Her wand was with her and she had clothes on her back, nothing more was necesary. She easily hoped out of the carriage when it stoped and headed for the main door.

    Heather sat down at the Slytherin table in an empty space. She ran her fingers over her wand under the table, brown eyes thoughtful. She watched the other students come in.

    Veloce walked in and to a free seat near the main door in her usual, calm and confident pace. She looked around and took out a small, thick book from one of her capes pockets, it was something to entertain her while the teachers will be saying their boring speeches.

    Heather smirked as Professor McGonagal led the first years in. "Aren't they titchy?" She said quietly, not talking to anyone in particular. She made stern faces at a couple of the first years, succeeding in frightening at least one of them. She remembered an older student doing the same thing to her on her first day, and it hadn't hurt her any, so why not have a little fun?

    Heather's eyes were drawn by a movement along the bench. It turned out to be someone reading a book under the table. She couldn't help but smirk to herself-- She found the hat's repetitive sound and the sorting boring as well, though she had other ways to entertain herself. Again, she ran her hands over her wand, thinking of when she'd get to try out all the new spells she'd learned the incantations for over the summer. Since she couldn't use magic outside of school, she settled to learning wand movements and incantations, so she could practice when back at Hogwarts.