Post by Ferret on Feb 28, 2006 4:43:34 GMT
No, its a young girl named Ferret. Yes, a young 16 year old girl.
This girl was in fact just waiting outside, standing before the rather montrous castle before, towering over the land and her. The girl was of course just arriving here, for the first time ever in her life, she was actually accepted to a witch school, sure she was to supposed to arrive at an earlier age, but she just never got around to coming at such an age, for one her parents never said anything, and secondly she was a muggle born, so of course she wouldn't have known.
Taking just one last look at the castle, her bright, entrancing, blue eyes looked away to looked at the two small, brown trunks on either side of her, letting her two outstretched arms grab hold of the thick handle of them both. Sighing, she stood upright and the trunks came off the ground easily with her, and down the silent path she went.
Being the shy girl she was, she started asking herself if she would be welcomed into such a school, or better yet have any friends. Feeling a small gust of wind blew by, her long blue hair flowed slowly throughout the air, and landed lightly on her left shoulder. Groaning a bit from the hair, she stopped at the giant sized oak doors, and pushed them open, after just setting her trunks aside of herself.
Walking silently in, again her trunks in her hands, she looked around herself rather shocked at how large it was inside, deffiantly different from what she had apparently imagined. Having her jaw dropped slightly down, she stood in the middle of the hallway and whispered out a long "Wow!" hearing herself echo throughout the halls as well, and again silence was overtaking herself.
This girl was in fact just waiting outside, standing before the rather montrous castle before, towering over the land and her. The girl was of course just arriving here, for the first time ever in her life, she was actually accepted to a witch school, sure she was to supposed to arrive at an earlier age, but she just never got around to coming at such an age, for one her parents never said anything, and secondly she was a muggle born, so of course she wouldn't have known.
Taking just one last look at the castle, her bright, entrancing, blue eyes looked away to looked at the two small, brown trunks on either side of her, letting her two outstretched arms grab hold of the thick handle of them both. Sighing, she stood upright and the trunks came off the ground easily with her, and down the silent path she went.
Being the shy girl she was, she started asking herself if she would be welcomed into such a school, or better yet have any friends. Feeling a small gust of wind blew by, her long blue hair flowed slowly throughout the air, and landed lightly on her left shoulder. Groaning a bit from the hair, she stopped at the giant sized oak doors, and pushed them open, after just setting her trunks aside of herself.
Walking silently in, again her trunks in her hands, she looked around herself rather shocked at how large it was inside, deffiantly different from what she had apparently imagined. Having her jaw dropped slightly down, she stood in the middle of the hallway and whispered out a long "Wow!" hearing herself echo throughout the halls as well, and again silence was overtaking herself.
