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First Year Student: SaLevera Sykes



Sykes sauntered off the train, her hands hidden in the pockets of her robe. She glanced left and then right taking in her surroundings carefully, healthily wary of everyone and everything around her. When she was satisfied that there was no imminent danger she wandered over to the blonde lady who was whistling. "SaLevera Sykes," she said in a voice just loud enough to barely be heard as she passed the woman and continued on her way to the castle.

Moshe Yitzchaki


Moshe stepped off the train, it was just like what his grandparents had it would be like. They had given him money for the train so that he could buy himself some snacks but had chosen not go for anything, favoring the sandwich that he had made for himself before leaving. His grandparents had also told him that he no longer needed to wear his kippah but old habits died hard and he put it back on once the train had left London. He felt so out of place here. Ema and Aba might be right after all. There was nothing a Jew like himself would be able to get out of Hogwarts except for a lot confusion.
Looking around he saw a lot students about his age walking over to woman. Deciding that there was nothing else for him to do Moshe walked over to her too. "Sha- Hi, my name is Moshe Yizchaki. I don't think I should be here. Is there any way I could get back to London?" Moshe really didn't like being here, he could already feel it.
((Moshe's last name is not easy to pronounce unless you can make guttural sounds so please make note of that))

~~Nottingham McNair~~


Nott shuffled his feet. He had been working on the tea spell. He had only done it inside one more time before he learned his lesson that it was definitely an outdoor kind of spell. Every time he tried the tea would geyser out of his wand. Eventually, much later eventually, he was able to control the flow better and it was merely a fast flowing, heavy stream. But stopping it could still be problematic.

He had tried repeatedly to make himself feel better by reasoning that he was just a really powerful wizard. But that sort of thinking was hard to maintain when he remembered how effortlessly Charlotte had performed it and out deftly she handled magic. However, the fact that they had snuck practicing did give him a little more confidence about their upcoming year. His mother had packed a few potions in his trunk, just in case of emergencies and nothing against school rules, unfortunately. His father had given him a pocket watch that chimed and spoke when it was opened, it would remind him what needed to be done so hopefully he would keep all of his work done and have no excuses for missed assignments.

Nott had a small supply from Zonko's and Weasley's that he intended to put to good use this year. Other than that, his luggage was fairly boring. He had been hoping to bring one of his family's owls to school this year, but his mother couldn't spare them. She was even planning on buying another one to help handle the day to day orders. So Nott had come to school with no companion. Really he would have loved to bring a horse, but that wasn't quite the same as having a cat. So he would have to content himself with broom riding, something he was most anxious to begin.

Looking back to Charlotte again he had the distinct urge to go rub her hands and give her his cloak, just to stop her from jumping around. Just looking at her made him cold. Which didn't help that his feet were starting to feel the cold as well now and ache in the thin black leather loafers. But he remained still and as carefree looking as he could manage.

"I take no offense to that. I would trade myself in for a good treacle tart at the moment." Allowing for the nonsensicality of his statement to settle in and avoid her mention of the tea spell, he looked over their classmates a little more closely. Lots of girls, not that it bothered Nott at all. There was plenty of him to go around, he thought with a smirk.

Some of them were just screaming Slytherin. What was it about that house that attracted such a specific crowd? Nott once again felt the cold fear edging at him that he might end up there. He knew there was something dark inside of him. Not outwardly manifested at all, but certain things worried him. Like how fascinating he found the Dark Arts. Any story his father or Fenniwick would spare about dark wizards was like candy to him and he would sit entranced as they spoke. Or the chest. That old chest at Fenniwicks seemed to upset everyone that was around it simply with the dark energies that it gave off. But Nott was spellbound by it.

Is there a dark wizard inside of me?

He didn't want to believe that. He was a good bloke; friendly, considerate and adventurous. He didn't want to think that underneath he was just like these others. So cold and distant.

He shivered for the first time, but not from the cold. As his gaze returned to Charlotte, his smile came back as well. He sauntered across the dock and slipped next to her, leaning a little closer to whisper.

"So, still think you are going to be top of the class? Are you prepared and ready to blow the rest of us out of the water?"

Alexa and Rowan Titan

Alexa Titan exited the scarlet train and surveyed the scene imperiously. A sea of black bodies was moving toward a line of carriages, that for whatever reason had no horses. Occasionally one or two of the dark forms would part from the larger sea and head toward a blond woman, calling from near a large lake.
Rolling her shoulders Alexa thought of the journey so far. Buying her wand and spell books with her parents had been a very enlightening experience, she remembered Flourish & Blotts in particular. She had purchased several extra books and had spent most of the train ride reading one or the other of them.
With a start she felt her sister nudging her forward, and realized that she was blocking the exit. An exclamation of “First years, here” from the blond and she made her way through the crowd.

Rowan wore a cocky and excited smile on her face. She walked with a bounce in her step, her combat boots making a dull thud on the road. She twirled her wand in her hand, while tugging gently at the dog collar around her neck. It was well worn and itched her slightly but that was not enough to distract her from the excitement of this new adventure. Following her sister toward the lake she made a quick greeting/salute to the woman, releasing her collar and touching 2 fingers to a point just over her eyebrow. Still twirling her wand she looked at the few other students gathered around the woman, and smiled broadly at them all.
“Hey I'm Rowan. You guys can all call me Rowan” She said with a small laugh. Turning back to the woman she touched her fingers to her eyebrow and cocked her head slightly. “Hello miss. When do we find out what houses we are in?”

Alexa merely crossed her arms in annoyance and stared at each of the other first years in turn, trying to figure what they were thinking.

((No pics because I haven't finished them. Once these two are sorted I will be able to finish their pictures.))