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Sylvie O’Niell was never one to hide in her shell. Those who know her could even argue the shell never existed in the first place. That would be false, of course- to a point… See, Sylvie had an addiction to adrenaline. Her soul craved excitement and yearned to explore the unknown, something few had yet to truly experience. She wanted someday to become a daring adventurer, much like the ones in the muggle media she consumed. From a young age, she had a fascination with such entertainment. Valiant heroes and intrepid adventurers, conquering things one could only dream of! Dangerous foes, dragons and ghouls… Vicious beasts! She wanted that for herself… Since this obsession with the lionhearted individuals of yore began, Sylvie became determined to squash as many fears and paranoias as possible throughout her life, believing fearlessness to be one trait of an impeccable adventurer... Hero... It didn't matter to her; Whatever came first, she would embrace wholeheartedly.

From killing the enormous spider in her house that nobody else would, to diving off the highest of the diving boards at the pool, little Sylvie was taking them all on with gusto. No matter how uncomfortable it made her, she would push through and prevail. She had to. One of her endeavors occurred when she and some of her muggle schoolmates were out to play. There was a house that had become stuff of legend in their little neighborhood; at least among the children. It was dark and decrepit with an overgrown lawn and the rumor of a spirit residing within its crumbling walls. Who was Sylvie to deny a dare of "go inside and lock the door behind you" during a game of truth or dare between pals? This was the moment she'd been waiting for! It was a chance to prove herself to her friends and to herself that she was the bravest among them.

So, off she went. She looked back at her friends who stood with their thumbs up behind the squeaky gate of the house, looks of vague nervousness on their faces. Sylvie smiled to reassure them all would be fine. She hoped. As the girl stepped inside, the stale air hit her in the face. The dust tickled her nose as it floated through the space, disturbed by her sudden entrance. Though the sound of a settling house made her catch her breath in her lungs, despite that, her small hand reached up to the lock. Click!
It was too late to back out now, really. She would stay there for 10 minutes. The girl explored a bit... It was nothing more than an old house she'd soon come to find. Two bedrooms, two bathrooms, a grimy kitchen and dusty living room... She sat on the stairs, waiting for something to happen, but... Nothing. Not a ghost or a spook in sight, besides the occasional crack or creak from the darn house. She watched bugs and dust bunnies so by as the imaginary clock ticked down the minutes, somewhat disappointed, having expected some sort of shock after all.

She didn't actually know how much time had passed, but when she returned from her venture into local legend, her friends swarmed her. Was she okay? How did it look inside? Were there ghosts? These questions amused the girl... She concluded that day, things aren't always as scary as they seem... So why fear them right away, anyway? From then on, until something proved itself to be truly terrifying, Sylvie would choose to turn up her nose at the feeling of anxiety and push onward until she discovered it wasn't scary at all. A dangerous line of thinking for a little girl in such a scary world of oddities unknown to her.

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Despite being born a pureblood, Finley had never really learned of her heritage until her 8th birthday. Of course, her first instance of magic happened that day, but something else did too. On the car ride over to the pet shelter, Finley couldn't contain her excitement and asked her parents a multitude of questions, most involving something about their family history and her parents' magic.
"Magic runs in the family, your grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins all have. And so does your father and I." Her mother had said, patiently waiting for her daughter's questions and answering all of them. "Your father and I met in the magical school that you'll be going to when you turn 11. We were both in the Slytherin house." She continued, seemingly reminiscing on the time she had there.
"Is that the house that I'll be in?" Finley asked, her mind being blown again and again.
"We'll have to wait and see darling, but that seems to be the most likely. Since nearly everyone in your family attended that house. Though, you shouldn't be worried if it isn't. Any house would suit you well."
And she was content with that answer. Excited to be attending a magical school in a few years and even more excited to now be getting a dog. She left the car and practically skipped her way to the door, barely able to contain her energy. Entering the store, she immediately began looking into all the enclosures of all the animals.
A few minutes into her self-guided tour around the shelter she found a ball python resting on a tree branch in its enclosure. She stared up at it for a minute, somehow seemingly drawn to the animal. Finley had always found herself drawn to animals, with snakes being one she seemed to have more of an affinity for. The snake turned to look at her, a sense of curiosity in its eye. "Well hello there."
Finley looked around, curious as to where the voice had come from. It was still just her parents and the worker there and none were close enough for her to hear if they were to whisper. She looked back at the snake as everything suddenly clicked. She was a witch so talking to snakes must just be one of her talents.
"Hi?" The snake turned to once again look at her. It seemed to nod slightly before it responded. "It has been a very long time since I have met someone able to speak with me. "
Her parents then came up beside her and led her into the shelter's dog section. The entire time she was looking around she thinking about the snake in the next room. Why was she able to speak to it? And what had it meant about not being able to speak to someone in a long time?
"Hey, mom? Can you speak to snakes?" She asked once she was sure the worker was out of earshot.
Her mother looked down at her curiously. "Why? Can you?" Finley nodded, now a little scared. "No dear, I can't. Though I've heard rumors that there are some in the family that are able to. But you must keep this a secret from everyone. Including other witches and wizards. It can get into a lot of trouble, Finley."

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Stats Stamina: 6 Evasion: 4 Strength: 2 Wisdom: 7 Arcane Power: 7 Accuracy 4

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Muggle Magic. Those two words didn’t really make sense to the general public of the Wizarding world yet they made Lavinia smile. When she attended muggle school, it was the only type of magic she could do and even though she was now at Hogwarts, it still remained one of her biggest interests. How muggles were able to fool her with just a deck of cards was fascinating and it always made her want to try it herself. While electronic devices didn’t work in Hogwarts, she had somehow convinced her parents to let her have a laptop for the summers. Lavinia would have to travel away from the house to use it but, it was was very useful to examine some of the muggle Magic. This was because there were thousands of videos online that showed muggle magic tricks.

Lavinia found it much different than the magic that they taught at Hogwarts but loved trying to figure out how it worked. Normally, it was a simple sleight of hand trick that she would notice from the way that the performer's fingers moved. Sometimes though, she had to look much more closely into it and that’s where her keen eye started to come into play.

Day after day, she would examine each trick until she had figured out how it worked. Soon enough, she found herself evaluating every single part of the trick. From the direction that the performer’s pupils were pointing to where every single human finger was at a specific time. She even started to keep track of the order of the cards in specific tricks to help her better understand it. After Lavinia believed that she had evaluated the trick enough, she would attempt to do it herself with the deck of cards that she had with her. Unsurprisingly to Lavinia, the cards would bend to her liking causing her to successfully complete the trick without really learning how to properly do it.

By just using her observation skills, she probably became one of the best muggle magicians in the wizarding community, or at least in her opinion she was. Her family somehow still supported her as she showed them trick after trick which made it all really worthwhile. It was because when the wand went away, the magic became much more real.

Soon after all of the work that she had put into mastering muggle magic tricks, Lavinia started to notice more things than usual. The book out of place or turned the wrong way started to find its way into her brain. She would even find herself spotting that piece of clothing that was buried under a pile of clothes. At summer camp, Lavinia had looked for a key in an adventure escape room that a Gryffindor perfect put on, and almost immediately she had found it. The key had just popped out to her and it was obvious that it was somewhat due to her training her eyes.

As expected with noticing more things, Lavinia began to spot the snitch in Quidditch practices and wondered if maybe that would help her team in any way. Regardless of if it did or didn’t, Lavinia realized how useful all of her watching muggle magic videos had been. If she noticed more things, it might help her stay alert and out of the way during school-related incidents. Perhaps she could even stop others from following ruses again just because she would look closer into it.

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Katrina and Boomerang have always had a special connection. More than just a witch and her familiar, but that almost of close friends. Well, if one friend was human, and the other one was feline… and they couldn’t verbally communicate… but nonetheless, they always had a close connection. Katrina got Boomerang part way through her second year and from the first moment Katrina made eye contact with Boomerang, they established a bond that would only strengthen with time.

From day one, Katrina always took the time to care to Boomerang, even on her busiest days. She provided above and beyond for him, brushing, feeding, cleaning, playing with, and even training him. In return for the time spent taking care of the feline, the two became rather in tune with one another. On her tough days, Boomerang would comfort her with purrs and affectionate head nudges; and on her strong ones, he was right by her side with a puffed out chest and bright eyes. When Katrina believed she was alone in the world, Boomerang would be right beside her, reminding that there was hope and that she truly wasn’t alone. The two cultivated a truly unique and tight connection with one another.

A discovery Katrina made, soon after becoming the owner of Boomerang, was the fact that he was not easy to contain. He managed to get out of her dorms daily and would always find her at lunch by leaping into her lap. It was amusing at first and soon got her into a few pinches as she tried to remove her pet from places he definitely shouldn’t be. Boomerangs knack for sneaking into places soon became something Katrina realized could be an asset. From the beginning, Katrina trained Boomerang to come or to go back to her dorm. A click of her tongue and a cat treat and Boomerang would come running from across the campus. The training never got too much farther than that, but it combined with Boomerang’s mischievousness, opened a world of possibilities.

Boomerang did more in a day than Katrina ever realized. He was often trailing behind her, just out of view. But other times he was off adventuring, meeting other pets in the castle and doing his own feline thing. Unlike Katrina, he had always been a rather social creature and has befriended many other familiars in the castle. Now, this may not be a direct benefit to Katrina as she isn’t necessarily aware of this fact, but it is something that has happened over the few years.

Boomerang and Katrina’s special connection has only grown in the few years since Katrina returned home with him. He is fiercely protective of Katrina and is likely to tag along in situations that might end up turning sour. He may not be able to communicate verbally with Katrina, but his emphatic reactions may benefit Katrina on occasion. Overall, Katrina will begin to see just how much of an ally Boomerang is and how much he can help her as time goes on.

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