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Sophia gaped in horror as her friend closed her mouth around the wallowing little candy. Was it even candy at this point? Sure, the thing was made of chocolate, but it was moving. It was alive, wasn't it?
She forced her wide eyes to narrow just a bit, to try to assume some sense of normalcy with her stare, but she was still shocked at this development. She knew logically that it was no different than eating meat as she had so many times in her life, but that felt slightly different. The deer her father used to cook was never squirming in her hands.
She chanced a glance to Kim, if only to see how he was reacting to this, but he seemed content to ignore them completely in favor of his book so far. Why would he care now?
Besides, there was a good chance that magical-candy-frog-iballism was a natural occurrence in the wizarding world, so to him and Sage, it was probably just a normal thing. Sophia didn't know what to think of that. Instead she tried to calm her breathing and stared at the box in her hands.
There's a living animal inside of this, she thought with an internal grimace, but she could hardly refuse it, could she? Sage had been kind enough to offer it to her.
As the other girl stared at the pentagonal card encased within her own animated chocolatey treat's packaging, Sophia faced a horrible moral dilemma. She swallowed a rising mouthful of saliva borne from nervousness and carefully opened the tiny decorative box. Remembering Sage's advice, she kept her hands at the ready for the small frog and, surprising herself due to her usual clumsiness, caught the little amphibian in her hands.
It certainly didn't look like anything but ordinary chocolate, but she had seen Sage's squirming and struggling, and Sophia could feel the one in her hands trying to move and escape.
Now came the decision. Devour the poor little captive or embarrass herself in front of the other two in the compartment. She felt sweat forming on her neck and forehead as she nervously tried to force herself to see this thing as an inanimate object, but its every struggle in her hands shattered her resolve.
Her final mistake was looking in the frog's eyes. Her own eyes widened once again.
"You poor thing," she whispered to the little treat.
Well, there it goes. There goes all of my pride as a future witch, straight out the window, she thought shamefully as she couldn't force her eyes away.
She forced her wide eyes to narrow just a bit, to try to assume some sense of normalcy with her stare, but she was still shocked at this development. She knew logically that it was no different than eating meat as she had so many times in her life, but that felt slightly different. The deer her father used to cook was never squirming in her hands.
She chanced a glance to Kim, if only to see how he was reacting to this, but he seemed content to ignore them completely in favor of his book so far. Why would he care now?
Besides, there was a good chance that magical-candy-frog-iballism was a natural occurrence in the wizarding world, so to him and Sage, it was probably just a normal thing. Sophia didn't know what to think of that. Instead she tried to calm her breathing and stared at the box in her hands.
There's a living animal inside of this, she thought with an internal grimace, but she could hardly refuse it, could she? Sage had been kind enough to offer it to her.
As the other girl stared at the pentagonal card encased within her own animated chocolatey treat's packaging, Sophia faced a horrible moral dilemma. She swallowed a rising mouthful of saliva borne from nervousness and carefully opened the tiny decorative box. Remembering Sage's advice, she kept her hands at the ready for the small frog and, surprising herself due to her usual clumsiness, caught the little amphibian in her hands.
It certainly didn't look like anything but ordinary chocolate, but she had seen Sage's squirming and struggling, and Sophia could feel the one in her hands trying to move and escape.
Now came the decision. Devour the poor little captive or embarrass herself in front of the other two in the compartment. She felt sweat forming on her neck and forehead as she nervously tried to force herself to see this thing as an inanimate object, but its every struggle in her hands shattered her resolve.
Her final mistake was looking in the frog's eyes. Her own eyes widened once again.
"You poor thing," she whispered to the little treat.
Well, there it goes. There goes all of my pride as a future witch, straight out the window, she thought shamefully as she couldn't force her eyes away.
3 Mar 2022, 15:40
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--- The Slytherin who became a Gryffindor ---
The magical world was indeed filled with unique and delicious treats. Even for wizards and witches. But of course, to half-bloods and muggle-borns it was probably more impressive. As Sage went on to explain about Chocolate Frogs to Sophia, Kim found himself debating whether or not he wanted to purchase a box too. But he eventually decided against it. He looked up from his book to see what card Sage had gotten and glanced over at the other girl.
He wanted to check out her reaction because it was bound to be good. The girl's wide eyes looked shocked and Kim resisted the urge to snicker, not wanting to draw attention. Okay, NOW he was interested, and he reached into the pockets of his robes to produce a bookmark. He looked down at his book and placed the bookmark into it before closing it and setting it down on the small table. When he looked up again, Sophia was opening the small gilded box.
Fun.
He could picture how she might react if one of the frogs caught her off guard.
Watching her scramble after the elusive frog as it hopped away would be hilarious. As Sophia opened the box, one of the chocolate frogs tried to jump out, but she managed to catch it somehow. Kim raised a brow. Pretty good reflexes. As Sophia tried to bring the frog up to her mouth to eat it, she looked into its eyes and actually started talking to it. He tried not to laugh because he didn't want her to think he was making fun of her and leaned across to snatch it.
Kim popped it into his mouth and ate it. When he was done, he nodded to the box. "They're not actually alive. The frogs are made of chocolate. They just have an enchantment on them to give them the semblance of acting like real frogs. Don't worry about eating them, pop one in your mouth and see how they taste." He told her and settled back down onto his seat. Kim didn't pick up his book again, not yet at least.
He waited to see if she had any more questions.
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"Godric, nice. So, how is it-?" Sage looked up from the card just in time to see Sophia muttering something to the chocolate. It was a bit eccentric to be speaking to a snack, but ohh, perhaps, she was worried about that? Right, her brother had told her once that Muggles thought differently than most wizarding folks - ‘strange’, as he put it mildly.
The girl was about to assure Sophia but their newest occupant had beaten her to it. If he hadn't spoken soon, Sage might've thought he'd turned into a statue. Coolly, Sage watched him demonstrate by eating the chocolate himself. Pity, she didn’t have any more Chocolate Frogs to spare.
"Um, right." Sage nodded along, reading from the package where she thumbed over the ingredient list.
"It’s 70% croakoa, that’s your magical equivalent for chocolate." Sage pointed out, then adding a pinch of humor to the fact. "Not a frog was harmed in the process, promise."
The brunette glanced at the rest of her sweets; there was just the Pepper Imps, a box of Glacial Snow Flakes and a couple of Sugar Quills. Good thing she didn’t have any more enchanted chocolate, she supposed. She didn’t want to push the already nervous girl into a meltdown.
“Feel free to try something else, okay?”
With the chocolate in her system, Sage felt rather cozy, her eyes blinking slowly as she nuzzled against her knapsack. She listened to her companions as they continued their conversation, content to stay in the background, for now.
The girl was about to assure Sophia but their newest occupant had beaten her to it. If he hadn't spoken soon, Sage might've thought he'd turned into a statue. Coolly, Sage watched him demonstrate by eating the chocolate himself. Pity, she didn’t have any more Chocolate Frogs to spare.
"Um, right." Sage nodded along, reading from the package where she thumbed over the ingredient list.
"It’s 70% croakoa, that’s your magical equivalent for chocolate." Sage pointed out, then adding a pinch of humor to the fact. "Not a frog was harmed in the process, promise."
The brunette glanced at the rest of her sweets; there was just the Pepper Imps, a box of Glacial Snow Flakes and a couple of Sugar Quills. Good thing she didn’t have any more enchanted chocolate, she supposed. She didn’t want to push the already nervous girl into a meltdown.
“Feel free to try something else, okay?”
With the chocolate in her system, Sage felt rather cozy, her eyes blinking slowly as she nuzzled against her knapsack. She listened to her companions as they continued their conversation, content to stay in the background, for now.
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6 Mar 2022, 15:38
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Sophia felt far better about the whole situation after her two companions had cleared it up, but a part of her brain was still begging to know why. Why give something edible the characteristics of something living? She was so, so thankful that it wasn't actually alive.
Sophia wasn't a vegetarian or vegan by any means, but she preferred her dinner carefully on a plate and fully immobile. Just seeing the chocolatey facsimile living its little artificial life was a bit too close to the real thing for comfort.
She was honestly a bit thankful that Kim had snatched the little thing from her. She wasn't sure if she could have escaped that situation without making a complete fool of herself. As it was, she still had to live with the residual embarrassment of being morally afraid of a piece of candy. She leaned forward, using her book as a barrier of sorts to hide the shameful flush on her cheeks. Hopefully the gesture looked natural and casual enough that no one would question it.
She glanced around the compartment, noting that Sage seemed to be dozing off. Sophia didn't want to be a nuisance, and she would have to become somewhat sociable eventually at Hogwarts, right?
She smiled at Kim, hoping it didn't look artificial. She wasn't very good at smiling. It was one of the few things she was worse at than she was at having a conversation.
"So, I guess you're from a wizard family too?" she asked, "I've learned a bit from Sage, but magic is so weird. I can't imagine coming from a family of wizards."
She realized how that sounded and sat up quickly, "Er, no offense! I just meant that magic is just, well, different, and it's all so hard to wrap my head around, you know?"
Sophia wasn't a vegetarian or vegan by any means, but she preferred her dinner carefully on a plate and fully immobile. Just seeing the chocolatey facsimile living its little artificial life was a bit too close to the real thing for comfort.
She was honestly a bit thankful that Kim had snatched the little thing from her. She wasn't sure if she could have escaped that situation without making a complete fool of herself. As it was, she still had to live with the residual embarrassment of being morally afraid of a piece of candy. She leaned forward, using her book as a barrier of sorts to hide the shameful flush on her cheeks. Hopefully the gesture looked natural and casual enough that no one would question it.
She glanced around the compartment, noting that Sage seemed to be dozing off. Sophia didn't want to be a nuisance, and she would have to become somewhat sociable eventually at Hogwarts, right?
She smiled at Kim, hoping it didn't look artificial. She wasn't very good at smiling. It was one of the few things she was worse at than she was at having a conversation.
"So, I guess you're from a wizard family too?" she asked, "I've learned a bit from Sage, but magic is so weird. I can't imagine coming from a family of wizards."
She realized how that sounded and sat up quickly, "Er, no offense! I just meant that magic is just, well, different, and it's all so hard to wrap my head around, you know?"
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--- The Slytherin who became a Gryffindor ---
He smirked at Sage's dry comment about how no frogs were harmed in the process.
It would actually be pretty amusing if she discovered that not to be true. Kim glanced back over at Sage but the girl seemed as if she was dozing now. Probably from the overload of chocolate in her system. Or the train's steady rhythm was putting her to sleep, which he completely understood. It had happened to him too. As Sage encouraged Sophia to try something else, Kim looked back over at the other girl. She seemed nervous with magic stuff.
Muggle-borns were probably out of their depth.
Hm. For her to try something else? "I'd recommend trying a Sugar Quill."
He told Sophia and gestured towards one of the Sugar Quills near Sage. "They won't jump about like the frogs and won't try and move." Kim reassured her.
"A lot of students love them because they look just like real quills, so the professors don't tend to know you're snacking in class." He explained and debated about getting one himself for later consumption. As Sophia leaned forward to hide her face behind a book, Kim couldn't help but smirk. That was cute. When the girl spoke again, asking him if he came from a wizard family, he nodded. "Mm. I'm a pureblood." He told Sophia.
Raising a brow when Sophia freaked out and tried to apologize in case she'd offended him, Kim shook his head. "It's fine, I got what you meant to say. Muggles have no idea what the wizarding world is like." He told her and let his eyes flicker over Sophia for a few seconds. "You're the first of your family to get the letter?" Kim asked, curious. After all, he didn't know how it was possible for muggle-born kids to get a Hogwarts letter.
It didn't make sense to him.
If neither of your parents were magical, how on earth could their child be?
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In response to Kim’s recommendation of Sugar Quills, Sage promptly offered the quill-shaped confection to them both.
Stifling a yawn, Sage tried her best to follow the conversation. Sophia appeared to get flustered the more she spoke, her cheeks ruddy with embarrassment. Sage giggled inwardly, the redhead’s awkwardness was rather endearing. If the thing with the chocolate frog was any indication, Sophia's reaction to everything magic was something to anticipate, Sage thought.
Sage perked slightly when she heard about Kim being a Pureblood; she thought it explained his demeanor. Even though it was a sweeping generalization, most of those who came from old families behaved differently from wizarding folks of more diverse backgrounds. Different in a way that made the girl feel slightly uncomfortable.
Of course, Sage did her best not to judge but there was no helping it. More often than not, the term was associated with less favorable happenings in recent history - it was on the papers, in hearsay. While she felt guilty boxing the boy in a stereotype, there was no denying the intrigue and curiosity that belied her assumptions - would he live up to it?
Earlier, her conversation with Sophia had merely skimmed off the topic of her first magical contact - they’d talked about a ‘confession’ but hadn’t gone into detail; not because Sage wasn’t interested, but because she didn’t want to pry. She wondered, though, if Sophia was keen to divulge more information now that Kim has brought the topic up once more.
Her bleary gaze latched onto the boy’s face, trying to read the intent behind the question; it seemed like he genuinely wanted to know from the sound of it.
Stifling a yawn, Sage tried her best to follow the conversation. Sophia appeared to get flustered the more she spoke, her cheeks ruddy with embarrassment. Sage giggled inwardly, the redhead’s awkwardness was rather endearing. If the thing with the chocolate frog was any indication, Sophia's reaction to everything magic was something to anticipate, Sage thought.
Sage perked slightly when she heard about Kim being a Pureblood; she thought it explained his demeanor. Even though it was a sweeping generalization, most of those who came from old families behaved differently from wizarding folks of more diverse backgrounds. Different in a way that made the girl feel slightly uncomfortable.
Of course, Sage did her best not to judge but there was no helping it. More often than not, the term was associated with less favorable happenings in recent history - it was on the papers, in hearsay. While she felt guilty boxing the boy in a stereotype, there was no denying the intrigue and curiosity that belied her assumptions - would he live up to it?
Earlier, her conversation with Sophia had merely skimmed off the topic of her first magical contact - they’d talked about a ‘confession’ but hadn’t gone into detail; not because Sage wasn’t interested, but because she didn’t want to pry. She wondered, though, if Sophia was keen to divulge more information now that Kim has brought the topic up once more.
Her bleary gaze latched onto the boy’s face, trying to read the intent behind the question; it seemed like he genuinely wanted to know from the sound of it.
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11 Mar 2022, 05:58
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Sophia gratefully accepted the sweet from Sage with a thankful nod, a smile, and a mumbled, 'thank you.' After fiddling briefly with the sweet, she timidly tasted the lookalike quill. She was a thankful to see it remaining immobile in her trembling hand.
She was almost more thankful with the familiarity that came with the taste. It was like any normal sugary candy. She didn't have much of a sweet tooth normally, but it was still nice to have an experience that was at least somewhat normal to her.
"It's so weird to think that we'll be using quills instead of pens and pencils," she commented as Kim explained the less-than-innocent use of the sugar quills.
That wasn't all that was weird. Hearing words like 'pureblood' and 'muggle' used so casually was another shocking experience that Sophia wasn't sure she'd ever get used to. Pureblood just sounded so, well, fantasy-novel-villainy, and, while she knew what a muggle was, it was weird to be part of a group like that because of her family's lack of magical capabilities.
She couldn't deny that Kim was absolutely right, though. So far the wizarding world was strange, yet incredibly mind-blowing. There were surprises every time she blinked. She was thankful to have met two people that didn't seem to mind explaining things to her.
"You're the first of your family to get the letter?" Kim asked.
"Yeah," she said with a shiver at the memory of receiving the letter, "A scary-looking man in a dark cloak just showed up at my grandma's house. It was terrifying. He kept staring at me with this scary look on his face. Buying my school supplies was very, very awkward."
She scratched the spine of her book idly with her fingernail, just enjoying the act of doing something with her hand. She vaguely remembered an old proverb about idle hands, but it really didn't matter right now.
"Apparently I did some kind of magic on my birthday, but I have no idea how. Grandma was terrified," she added with a fond chuckle. She rested her other hand on the back of her neck, watching the landscape roll by. Was it getting darker outside?
"How about you guys?" she asked in return, "Did you guys get a visit from a scary wizard?"
She was almost more thankful with the familiarity that came with the taste. It was like any normal sugary candy. She didn't have much of a sweet tooth normally, but it was still nice to have an experience that was at least somewhat normal to her.
"It's so weird to think that we'll be using quills instead of pens and pencils," she commented as Kim explained the less-than-innocent use of the sugar quills.
That wasn't all that was weird. Hearing words like 'pureblood' and 'muggle' used so casually was another shocking experience that Sophia wasn't sure she'd ever get used to. Pureblood just sounded so, well, fantasy-novel-villainy, and, while she knew what a muggle was, it was weird to be part of a group like that because of her family's lack of magical capabilities.
She couldn't deny that Kim was absolutely right, though. So far the wizarding world was strange, yet incredibly mind-blowing. There were surprises every time she blinked. She was thankful to have met two people that didn't seem to mind explaining things to her.
"You're the first of your family to get the letter?" Kim asked.
"Yeah," she said with a shiver at the memory of receiving the letter, "A scary-looking man in a dark cloak just showed up at my grandma's house. It was terrifying. He kept staring at me with this scary look on his face. Buying my school supplies was very, very awkward."
She scratched the spine of her book idly with her fingernail, just enjoying the act of doing something with her hand. She vaguely remembered an old proverb about idle hands, but it really didn't matter right now.
"Apparently I did some kind of magic on my birthday, but I have no idea how. Grandma was terrified," she added with a fond chuckle. She rested her other hand on the back of her neck, watching the landscape roll by. Was it getting darker outside?
"How about you guys?" she asked in return, "Did you guys get a visit from a scary wizard?"
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--- The Slytherin who became a Gryffindor ---
He glanced over at Sage as the girl offered one to each of them. Kim inclined his head and took one, storing it away for later consumption. As he returned his attention to Sophia, he felt as if Sage was still staring at him for some reason. But he didn't look behind him, at least not yet. Was she doing so because he was in the way of seeing her friend, or was she actually focusing on him? If it was the latter, was it because he'd admitted he was a pureblood before?
He watched as Sophia took the Sugar Quill with trembling hands and timidly tasted it. Kim could almost feel her relief that it didn't move or do anything while she was eating the sweet. The pureblood's lips twitched when Sophia spoke of pens and pencils, he actually knew what those items were. They were fascinating works that he'd marveled at. At first his parents had wanted to homeschool him, like most purebloods did, until he got his letter from Hogwarts.
It was the natural thing to do.
Association with muggles was something they tended to want to avoid most of the time.
Back when they had been living in Japan, they had been able to do so without a problem. But when they'd moved to England, things had changed, due to their careers getting busier. So he'd been allowed to briefly attend a muggle school, which had been rather interesting to him. Muggles were so different from purebloods and the items they used were strange. But at the same time, he had to admit, it was fun to learn more about something he didn't know about.
"Mm, those items are really fun to use." Kim remarked with a twitch of his lips. Ever since his letter had come, his parents had immediately withdrawn him from the muggle school, not wanting him to spend another day there. As a result, he hadn't been able to take advantage of learning more about muggles at the school, even though he'd had a few days left before term started at Hogwarts. Sophia's response to his earlier question was a bit intriguing.
Kim didn't know any of this.
Mostly because his parents didn't like talking about muggles in general.
Becoming curious, Kim tilted his head to the side. "You didn't know him? Why did you go with him? What did he say?" He asked, wanting to know more. When Sophia asked if either of them had gotten a visit from a scary wizard, Kim smirked. "I don't tend to get scared easily, so even if such a person came by it wouldn't affect me." He said with a shake of his head and subtly avoided talking about how he'd gotten his own Hogwarts letter.
That was too personal for him.
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Her gaze flitted to the darkening sky, momentarily distracted from her thoughts.
A conflagration of pink, orange and purple hues loomed just beyond the horizon - they must be nearing the end of their journey. Feeling a knot settle in her belly, the girl felt much awake now.
Sage was pleased to see Sophia trying the confection, her nerves appeared to have calmed somewhat as she snacked on the lolly. Kim had stashed his away, no dessert before dinner, it would seem.
Pens. Muggles were rather crafty beings, her father thought so, too - he kept some of the contraptions on display somewhere. She’d only tried it once and she wondered then if Muggles truly didn’t know any magic. Her father explained how it worked, how it didn’t require an inkwell - ingenious, wasn’t it? - Sage was very inclined to agree with him.
The girl began to clear her mess of sweets, listening to the boy as he followed up with questions. Pureblood or not, he was still just a kid like they were, and maybe she was being unfair to have judged him like so.
Sage scratched her cheek thoughtfully, the very idea of some strange bloke showing up at your doorstep was unnerving to say the least. She tried to wrap her head around it, trying to put herself in Soph’s shoes; it sounded nothing short of a nightmare, really. She supposed the wizard was there to help explain the unexplainable, some overworked paper-pusher sent by the Ministry - really, they ought to find better people for the job.
“Ahaha,” Sage chuckled, remembering the day she got her invitation letter; it was met with a mixture of dread, resignation and relief.
“No, at least I didn’t. The news pretty much dropped itself on my head.” The girl recalled being in the study then, sifting through her father’s books. “By that, I mean an owl came through the window and chose to dive-bomb me with the letter."
She clasped her hands on her lap.
“Yeah, he must’ve been able to convince your folks, somehow.”
A conflagration of pink, orange and purple hues loomed just beyond the horizon - they must be nearing the end of their journey. Feeling a knot settle in her belly, the girl felt much awake now.
Sage was pleased to see Sophia trying the confection, her nerves appeared to have calmed somewhat as she snacked on the lolly. Kim had stashed his away, no dessert before dinner, it would seem.
Pens. Muggles were rather crafty beings, her father thought so, too - he kept some of the contraptions on display somewhere. She’d only tried it once and she wondered then if Muggles truly didn’t know any magic. Her father explained how it worked, how it didn’t require an inkwell - ingenious, wasn’t it? - Sage was very inclined to agree with him.
The girl began to clear her mess of sweets, listening to the boy as he followed up with questions. Pureblood or not, he was still just a kid like they were, and maybe she was being unfair to have judged him like so.
Sage scratched her cheek thoughtfully, the very idea of some strange bloke showing up at your doorstep was unnerving to say the least. She tried to wrap her head around it, trying to put herself in Soph’s shoes; it sounded nothing short of a nightmare, really. She supposed the wizard was there to help explain the unexplainable, some overworked paper-pusher sent by the Ministry - really, they ought to find better people for the job.
“Ahaha,” Sage chuckled, remembering the day she got her invitation letter; it was met with a mixture of dread, resignation and relief.
“No, at least I didn’t. The news pretty much dropped itself on my head.” The girl recalled being in the study then, sifting through her father’s books. “By that, I mean an owl came through the window and chose to dive-bomb me with the letter."
She clasped her hands on her lap.
“Yeah, he must’ve been able to convince your folks, somehow.”
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12 Mar 2022, 06:23
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"He was just a complete stranger. I remember answering the door when the bell rang and seeing him towering above me. He was so tall!"
Sophia rested her left leg on her right knee and leaned on the leg restlessly as she recounted the terrifying experience.
"Mamaw thought he was a demon at first! She tried brandishing her favorite crucifix necklace, but all it got her was a confused look from the man. He wouldn't even speak to me! He just demanded that I go to my room while the 'grown-ups' speak. A bit later, they called me down and told me that I'm a witch. The next day we went to, uh, Something Alley to get my books and wand and caul - wait, what!? An owl?"
An owl brought Sage's letter to her? Was that normal? Sophia understood that wizards probably had a unique postal service system, but owls? After seeing the shop with flying brooms during her school shopping trip, she had just assumed that there was a broom-based postal service. This was an amazing new development.
She'd always considered owls to be the most adorable of all birds. They were so cute, and cuddly, and they were even nocturnal. She loved staying up late. Her appreciation of owls could not be overstated. Now she was learning that they were a staple in the wizarding community?
Every discussion of the wizarding world with Sage and Kim left Sophia with more questions than answers, but she was absolutely sure of one thing, and one thing alone. She wanted an owl.
She turned to Kim, and excitedly asked, "What about you? Did you get an owl delivery too?"
Her eyes watched the boy with excitement. She was eager to hear his story.
Sophia rested her left leg on her right knee and leaned on the leg restlessly as she recounted the terrifying experience.
"Mamaw thought he was a demon at first! She tried brandishing her favorite crucifix necklace, but all it got her was a confused look from the man. He wouldn't even speak to me! He just demanded that I go to my room while the 'grown-ups' speak. A bit later, they called me down and told me that I'm a witch. The next day we went to, uh, Something Alley to get my books and wand and caul - wait, what!? An owl?"
An owl brought Sage's letter to her? Was that normal? Sophia understood that wizards probably had a unique postal service system, but owls? After seeing the shop with flying brooms during her school shopping trip, she had just assumed that there was a broom-based postal service. This was an amazing new development.
She'd always considered owls to be the most adorable of all birds. They were so cute, and cuddly, and they were even nocturnal. She loved staying up late. Her appreciation of owls could not be overstated. Now she was learning that they were a staple in the wizarding community?
Every discussion of the wizarding world with Sage and Kim left Sophia with more questions than answers, but she was absolutely sure of one thing, and one thing alone. She wanted an owl.
She turned to Kim, and excitedly asked, "What about you? Did you get an owl delivery too?"
Her eyes watched the boy with excitement. She was eager to hear his story.