<BR><BR><B><I>Zack Kunkel <outcast.zeta@gmail.com></I></B> wrote: <BLOCKQUOTE class=replbq style="PADDING-LEFT: 5px; MARGIN-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: #1010ff 2px solid"><BR><BR> <DIV class=gmail_quote>On Wed, May 21, 2008 at 3:52 PM, William Dean <<A href="mailto:wsdean@operamail.com">wsdean@operamail.com</A>> wrote:<BR> <BLOCKQUOTE class=gmail_quote style="PADDING-LEFT: 1ex; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 0.8ex; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid"> <DIV class=Ih2E3d><BR>> ----- Original Message -----<BR>> From: "Margaret Dean" <<A href="mailto:margdean@erols.com">margdean@erols.com</A>><BR>> To: "Hogwarts Between Game List" <hogwartsbetween@gamera.cc><BR>> Subject: Re: [Hogwarts Between] Kadyn, Cyrus, and Amber on the train<BR></DIV> <DIV> <DIV></DIV> <DIV class=Wj3C7c>> Date: Wed, 21 May 2008 13:25:42 -0400<BR>><BR>><BR>> Zack Kunkel wrote:<BR>> ><BR>> > On Mon, May 19, 2008 at 1:36 PM, Margaret Dean<BR>> > <<A
href="mailto:margdean@erols.com">margdean@erols.com</A>> wrote:<BR>> ><BR>> > William Dean wrote:<BR>> ><BR>> > > From: "Zack Kunkel"<BR>> ><BR>> > > On Fri, May 16, 2008 at 8:12 AM, Tashayar McCarthy<BR>> > <<A href="mailto:wow_its_tashayar@yahoo.com">wow_its_tashayar@yahoo.com</A>> wrote:<BR>> ><BR>> > > > Amber held her hands out as Kadyn placed the<BR>> > rodent<BR>> > > > in her palm. She was a little startled by<BR>> > the claws,<BR>> > > > but knew he wasn't hurting her. He was so<BR>> > small and<BR>> > > > light. How could her grandmother have
been<BR>> > scared of<BR>> > > > these little guys? She gave him back. "He's<BR>> > > > brilliant"<BR>> > > ><BR>> > > > "Thanks." He placed him back on the seat.<BR>> > Kadyn then<BR>> > > > looked towards the cage next to Cyrus.<BR>> > "What's that?"<BR>> > > ><BR>> > > > Cyrus's book lowered far enough for the<BR>> > others to see<BR>> > > > most of his face, which was still a little<BR>> > flushed.<BR>> > > > "It's my
owl," he said. "His name's<BR>> > Barnaby."<BR>> > > ><BR>> > > > "OOO!" said Amber getting up from her seat<BR>> > > > and sitting next to the cage, "can I see<BR>> > him?" She<BR>> > > > started to lift up the covering of the cage.<BR>> > ><BR>> > > "Sure," said Cyrus. "Go ahead. He's a Scops Owl.<BR>> > Not a native species."<BR>> > > A disgruntled hoot eminated from under the cover.<BR>> > "Oops..." said Cyrus,<BR>> > > his face turning bright red. "I forgot. He is a<BR>> > native species, actually.<BR>> > > Musta
been thinking of the other one." His voice<BR>> > trailed off into an<BR>> > > embarrassed mumble.<BR>> > ><BR>> > > Inside the cage was a small, mottled-brown owl. Its<BR>> > feathers were fluffed<BR>> > > out, giving it a rather pompous air. The little<BR>> > bird was glaring<BR>> > > disapprovingly at Cyrus.<BR>> > ><BR>> > > [OOC: He looks like this:<BR>> > ><BR>> ><BR>> > <<A href="http://www.fairislebirdobs.co.uk/Migration_Studies/ScopsOwl30thJuly.jpg" target=_blank>http://www.fairislebirdobs.co.uk/Migration_Studies/ScopsOwl30thJuly.jpg</A>>]<BR>> > ><BR>> > > "I didn't know their
were owls that small." Kadyn<BR>> > had gotten out one of<BR>> > > his school books on potions, and a glass bottle,<BR>> > full of a drink from<BR>> > > his parents cafe. He took a swig and asked "Does<BR>> > either of you know when<BR>> > > the trolley comes around? I didn't bring any<BR>> > food..." His stomach gurgled,<BR>> > > and he took another drink out of the bottle.<BR>> > ><BR>> > > Amber grasped her stomach. In her excitement and<BR>> > hurry, she forgot all<BR>> > > about breakfast and lunch for that matter. "Does<BR>> > the trolley bring food?<BR>> > > And does it take human
money?"<BR>> > ><BR>> > > "It'll bring around food alright, and of course it<BR>> > takes 'human' money!<BR>> > > Did you mean muggle money, in which case, no, you<BR>> > need wizarding money."<BR>> > > He reached into his pocket and pulled out a<BR>> > galleon. "Also, it only<BR>> > > serves wizarding food, though you'll like it<BR>> > anyway."<BR>> > ><BR>> > > Amber reached into her pocket and looked at the<BR>> > queen's face smiling<BR>> > > back up at her from the bill. This was what Kayden<BR>> > called 'muggle' money.<BR>> > > Er... Can I borrow some
money? Unless they take the<BR>> > stuff my grandfather<BR>> > > gave me. Muggle money right?"<BR>> > ><BR>> > > "What did your grandfather give you? It might be<BR>> > wizarding money, and if<BR>> > > not, of course. I still have all the tip money that<BR>> > i didn't spend at<BR>> > > Diagon Alley, I think about 2 and a half galleons."<BR>> > He pulled the money<BR>> > > out of his pocket, and started to count it, then<BR>> > took another swig from<BR>> > > his bottle.<BR>> > ><BR>> > > "I know this isn't wizard money. I use- I mean used<BR>> > to use it every
day."<BR>> > > She looked somberly at the twenty pounds her<BR>> > grandfather had given her<BR>> > > for the trip.<BR>> > ><BR>> > > "hmm... how much is that worth in muggle amounts?<BR>> > maybe ill trade you a<BR>> > > sickle or a couple of nuts for it." He finished<BR>> > counting the money, and<BR>> > > sighed. "A summers worth of tips sure disappears<BR>> > fast..."<BR>> ><BR>> > While they were discussing money, there came a loud<BR>> > clattering<BR>> > noise in the corridor outside. The door of their<BR>> > compartment<BR>> > slid open and a plump,
kindly-looking witch peeked<BR>> > in.<BR>> ><BR>> > "Anything off the trolley, ducks?" she asked the<BR>> > three children.<BR>> ><BR>> > "uhm... can you give me costs for "Bertie Bott's Every Flavor<BR>> > Beans", and chocolate frogs?" Kadyn had a fairly large<BR>> > collection of Chocolate frog cards at home, but was still<BR>> > missing quite a few. He turned back to Amber and Cyrus. "Do<BR>> > either of you need anything?"<BR>> ><BR>> > "Yes." said Amber. She got up from her seat and<BR>> > looked at the trolley. Colorful wrappers overloaded<BR>> > the cart. Packages marked 'Cauldron Cakes' and<BR>> > 'Peppermint Patties', 'Birdie Bots Every Flavoured<BR>> > Beans" and small cases of 'Chocolate Frogs'. Amber<BR>>
> ordered all mentioned, getting an extra frog for<BR>> > Kayden, a small payment for the lost tips.<BR>><BR>> "Anything for you, love?" the witch asked Cyrus.<BR>><BR></DIV></DIV>"Um, sure," said Cyrus. He purchased several Cauldron Cakes and Chocolate frogs, and put down his book to eat.<BR> <DIV class=Ih2E3d>><BR>> The treats were priced so as not to break the budgets of<BR>> schoolchildren, so they didn't deplete the children's spending<BR>> money too alarmingly. Most of Kadyn's Chocolate Frog cards<BR>> turned out to be ones he had already, as usual, but there were a<BR>> couple of new ones. One of these was a witch with a mane of<BR>> black hair, wearing a blue velvet gown that matched her eyes.<BR>><BR>> "Winifred of West-Mere-Land," the text read, "also called the<BR>> Witch of the West-Mere-Land, was a well-known healer and Animagus<BR>> of the 13th Century.
Her animal form was a black mare. The<BR>> venerable wizarding family of Windermere claims her as an<BR>> ancestress."<BR>></DIV></BLOCKQUOTE> <DIV>"Blimey, I've never even heard of her before..." He turned the card over, seeing that the witch had disapeared. "I'll look her up in a 'History of Magic' book, see if it says anything more." He opened a box of "Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans" and dug in his bags for his "History of Magic" book, and then swallowed what he thought was a cherry bean.</DIV> <BLOCKQUOTE class=gmail_quote style="PADDING-LEFT: 1ex; MARGIN: 0px 0px 0px 0.8ex; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid"><SPAN id=""></SPAN> <DIV class=Ih2E3d><BR> </DIV> <DIV class=Ih2E3d> </DIV> <DIV class=Ih2E3d> </DIV> <DIV class=Ih2E3d>Amber looked at the card. Nothing. All there was was a dark black background. "So, what's so special about this? It's just... blank."<BR></DIV></BLOCKQUOTE></DIV></BLOCKQUOTE><p>