[Hogwarts Between] Kadyn, Cyrus, and Amber on the train

[Margaret Dean]

Zack Kunkel wrote:
> 
> On Mon, May 19, 2008 at 1:36 PM, Margaret Dean
> <margdean at erols.com> wrote:
> 
>      William Dean wrote:
> 
>      > From: "Zack Kunkel"
> 
>      > On Fri, May 16, 2008 at 8:12 AM, Tashayar McCarthy
>      <wow_its_tashayar at yahoo.com> wrote:
> 
>      > >      Amber held her hands out as Kadyn placed the
>      rodent
>      > >      in her palm. She was a little startled by
>      the claws,
>      > >      but knew he wasn't hurting her. He was so
>      small and
>      > >      light. How could her grandmother have been
>      scared of
>      > >      these little guys? She gave him back. "He's
>      > >      brilliant"
>      > >
>      > >      "Thanks." He placed him back on the seat.
>      Kadyn then
>      > >      looked towards the cage next to Cyrus.
>      "What's that?"
>      > >
>      > >      Cyrus's book lowered far enough for the
>      others to see
>      > >      most of his face, which was still a little
>      flushed.
>      > >      "It's my owl," he said. "His name's
>      Barnaby."
>      > >
>      > >      "OOO!" said Amber getting up from her seat
>      > >      and sitting next to the cage, "can I see
>      him?" She
>      > >      started to lift up the covering of the cage.
>      >
>      > "Sure," said Cyrus. "Go ahead. He's a Scops Owl.
>      Not a native species."
>      > A disgruntled hoot eminated from under the cover.
>      "Oops..." said Cyrus,
>      > his face turning bright red. "I forgot. He is a
>      native species, actually.
>      > Musta been thinking of the other one." His voice
>      trailed off into an
>      > embarrassed mumble.
>      >
>      > Inside the cage was a small, mottled-brown owl. Its
>      feathers were fluffed
>      > out, giving it a rather pompous air. The little
>      bird was glaring
>      > disapprovingly at Cyrus.
>      >
>      > [OOC:  He looks like this:
>      >
>      <http://www.fairislebirdobs.co.uk/Migration_Studies/ScopsOwl30thJuly.jpg>]
>      >
>      > "I didn't know their were owls that small." Kadyn
>      had gotten out one of
>      > his school books on potions, and a glass bottle,
>      full of a drink from
>      > his parents cafe. He took a swig and asked "Does
>      either of you know when
>      > the trolley comes around? I didn't bring any
>      food..." His stomach gurgled,
>      > and he took another drink out of the bottle.
>      >
>      > Amber grasped her stomach. In her excitement and
>      hurry, she forgot all
>      > about breakfast and lunch for that matter. "Does
>      the trolley bring food?
>      > And does it take human money?"
>      >
>      > "It'll bring around food alright, and of course it
>      takes 'human' money!
>      > Did you mean muggle money, in which case, no, you
>      need wizarding money."
>      > He reached into his pocket and pulled out a
>      galleon. "Also, it only
>      > serves wizarding food, though you'll like it
>      anyway."
>      >
>      > Amber reached into her pocket and looked at the
>      queen's face smiling
>      > back up at her from the bill. This was what Kayden
>      called 'muggle' money.
>      > Er... Can I borrow some money? Unless they take the
>      stuff my grandfather
>      > gave me. Muggle money right?"
>      >
>      > "What did your grandfather give you? It might be
>      wizarding money, and if
>      > not, of course. I still have all the tip money that
>      i didn't spend at
>      > Diagon Alley, I think about 2 and a half galleons."
>      He pulled the money
>      > out of his pocket, and started to count it, then
>      took another swig from
>      > his bottle.
>      >
>      > "I know this isn't wizard money. I use- I mean used
>      to use it every day."
>      > She looked somberly at the twenty pounds her
>      grandfather had given her
>      > for the trip.
>      >
>      > "hmm... how much is that worth in muggle amounts?
>      maybe ill trade you a
>      > sickle or a couple of nuts for it." He finished
>      counting the money, and
>      > sighed. "A summers worth of tips sure disappears
>      fast..."
> 
>      While they were discussing money, there came a loud
>      clattering
>      noise in the corridor outside.  The door of their
>      compartment
>      slid open and a plump, kindly-looking witch peeked
>      in.
> 
>      "Anything off the trolley, ducks?" she asked the
>      three children.
>
> "uhm... can you give me costs for "Bertie Bott's Every Flavor
> Beans", and chocolate frogs?" Kadyn had a fairly large
> collection of Chocolate frog cards at home, but was still
> missing quite a few. He turned back to Amber and Cyrus. "Do
> either of you need anything?"
>
>      "Yes." said Amber. She got up from her seat and
>      looked at the trolley. Colorful wrappers overloaded
>      the cart. Packages marked 'Cauldron Cakes' and
>      'Peppermint Patties', 'Birdie Bots Every Flavoured
>      Beans" and small cases of 'Chocolate Frogs'. Amber
>      ordered all mentioned, getting an extra frog for
>      Kayden, a small payment for the lost tips.

"Anything for you, love?" the witch asked Cyrus.

<space for Cyrus's reply>

The treats were priced so as not to break the budgets of
schoolchildren, so they didn't deplete the children's spending
money too alarmingly.  Most of Kadyn's Chocolate Frog cards
turned out to be ones he had already, as usual, but there were a
couple of new ones.  One of these was a witch with a mane of
black hair, wearing a blue velvet gown that matched her eyes.

"Winifred of West-Mere-Land," the text read, "also called the
Witch of the West-Mere-Land, was a well-known healer and Animagus
of the 13th Century.  Her animal form was a black mare.  The
venerable wizarding family of Windermere claims her as an
ancestress."


--Margaret Dean
  <margdean at erols.com>