6 Sep 2025, 13:46
Where the pygmy puff meets the butterfly
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Reducio 13:47, 06.09.2025 |
It was a warm autumn day, and Edith was walking through the courtyard, to get to a lesson. She checked her watch, and sighed.
13:47
Still to early, Edith thought. Lessons only started at 14:30. Edith yawned and took time to look around. Some flowers were hung in a nearby window. The sky was bright blue and promising. Edith was... concerned. Something was not right, she thought. She felt a slight tingle on her left arm, and looked at her butterfly tattoo.
She laughed in spite of herself. It wasn't a tattoo, for Edith had never had it tattooed, and she was sure that her strict but caring foster mother would never allowed Edith to get a tattoo, anyway. Edith called it an imprint, herself. She wasn't quite sure where she had got it from, and it was always... there. It never faded, disappeared, ruined her skin or smudged, and it didn't hurt at all. It felt more like a reminder.
She inspected her imprint more closely. It was a butterfly, and yet Edith could never decide which color. Sometimes it looked dead black. Sometimes ghostly white, and at other times orange or blue. Now it was pale purple. Although it felt like magic, it wasn't, for Edith had had this long before she had started Hogwarts and she couldn't think of a time that it wasn't there.
Edith walked a few paces forward and backwards, until she noticed Nova.
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Last edited by Edith Walkers on 23 Oct 2025, 17:17, edited 2 times in total.
9 Sep 2025, 15:38
Where the pygmy puff meets the butterfly
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Backdated: 06/09/2025
Permission to godmod Trixie granted :]
Sorry it's kinda late!
Nova was always a fan of Autumn. It was always the perfect temperature, warm and cosy. Trixie, once again, was settled on her shoulder. She had squeaked about a dozen times already because Nova refused to let her sleep in her hair last night. It was as if the few multiple galleons she had spent on an absolutely adorable bed for her wasn’t enough.
Nova had found small tufts of purple fur in her hair and on her pillow when she had woken up. It was, simply put, a disaster to untangle and fix. Trixie sat on Nova’s dresser, eyes wide with the epitome of innocence. Needless to say, Trixie did not get a pre-breakfast treat from Nova that morning.
Moving to the present, Nova was finally getting Trixie to settle down when the sulky Pygmy Puff got a bright, curious look in her tiny face, eyes narrowed on a girl a fair distance away in the Courtyard as well. Before Nova could react, Trixie launched herself off her shoulder in a blur of purple fluff, squeaking madly. Nova immediately went after her, calling out exasperatedly. “Trixie, no—!”
The tiny ball of mischief quickly zeroed in on the girl nearby. More specifically, the faint butterfly on her arm. Trixie bounced on the spot, a flurry of excitement as she tried to paw at the mark. Nova quickly walked over, eyes wide with exasperated amusement as the Pygmy Puff continued to squeak excitedly. “Hey, I’m so sorry about her.”
27 Sep 2025, 11:47
Where the pygmy puff meets the butterfly
@Nova Astron
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Reducio 13:47, 06.09.2025 |
Nova Astron was always known as 'The pretty girl in the second year' to Edith, and she was quite nervous to be alone with her. Nova had a sweet little pygmy puff, that jumped about happily all the time.
"I... um, Hi. I'm Edith Walkers..." Edith began nervously.
"I love your pygmy puff, it's so sweet!" she said, as the little pygmy puff jumped onto Edith's left arm, where her butterly imprint was. Edith giggled.
"Trixie, no-!" her owner, Nova, tried, but it was no use, the pygmy puff was now scratching at Edith's mark with it's tiny paws. Gently, Edith picked it up and put it on Nova's shoulder, where it trembled for a bit before settling down.
Hey, I'm so sorry about her." Nova said, and Edith answered hurridely, ""It's okay, she's so lovely! All I have is a boring rat," she said.
Edith looked at Nova's beautiful hair, and, unable to stop herself, said "I like your hair," then, on second thoughts decided that maybe she said to much for just meeting someone. Nova seemed really nice, but would she want to be friends with Edith?
Edith fiddled with her fingers as she always did when slightly nervous. Then her right hand moved to her imprint and she scratched at it. The butterfly was now turquoise, the colour of the sea. Edith yawned, until she realised that Nova was still there.
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28 Sep 2025, 17:04
Where the pygmy puff meets the butterfly
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Backdated: 06/09/2025
Permission to godmod Trixie granted :]
Sorry it's kinda late!
Nova’s lips quirked into an easy smile at the girl’s nervousness, laughing slightly. “Trixie isn’t half as sweet as you think she is.” The Pygmy Puff, which was now on her shoulder once again, squeaked in disagreement. “Sometimes I wonder if her ears got stuffed with her own fur and that’s why she doesn’t listen to me the majority of the time.” Nova added with a mock sigh.
Nova gave Trixie a pointed look, which Trixie just turned away from. Sighing exasperatedly, she lifted a hand to stroke the purple furred creature and while keeping her gaze lightly on the girl. “Edith’s a nice name. I’m Nova. In Hufflepuff.” Nova saw Edith scratching at the tattoo on her hand, which was a surprisingly bright shade of turquoise.
Nova blinked before pointing at it. “That’s so cool, where’d you get it? How did it do that?” Her eyes widened in wonder, and she pushed a curl away from her face as she watched the butterfly curiously. She tilted her head slightly, intrigued by the beautiful mark imprinted on her arm. The Pygmy Puff twitched, as though sensing the excitement, and squeaked again, tiny paws tapping against Nova’s shoulder.
Her eyes darted from the mark to Edith’s face and she hardly noticed as Trixie hopped off to swipe at it again. Rolling her eyes but letting it slide as it was clear Edith wasn’t bothered by it, she smiled as her Pygmy Puff played with the butterfly.
20 Oct 2025, 14:55
Where the pygmy puff meets the butterfly
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"Oh," she said suddenly, as the pygmy puff jumped. "I think i should be going... she looked at her watch, which said quite plainly that it was time for lessons.
"See ya," she called to Nova, running away.
Perhaps she had made a friend for her first time... perhaps not.
Edith has exited the Courtyard and the thread.



