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Thu, 12 Nov 2020 17:42:31 +0000

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Bye Everyone, I Am Leaving KidzSearch (- GemHeart)

Sun, 19 Jul 2020 02:29:45 +0000

I have been a member for over 4 years, and I am leaving tomorrow officially. I may check in within s year but it isn’t likely that I won’t be back on even to check in for close to a year and a half. I will miss everyone, and everything here.

As you may or may not know I am an artist so when KidzArt opens I will try to join. (For examples of my art, see this link: https://kn.kidzsearch.com/u/GemHeart ). Just scroll through y’all. Anyway, I will miss you guys. You can see many of my old stories here too, feel free to comment on them. I really love getting good comments on my old stuff. :)

Thank you for welcoming me to KS and being so nice to me. I appreciate everything.

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 38: BOOK 2

Sat, 02 Mar 2019 11:15:20 +0000

Silens I Chapter 38

Flow your own way, your river might run dry soon.

It had been a few months since the Death eater incident.

I had grown closer to Willow, and it seemed as the months flew by, we had grown closer and closer. On the other hand, Lucas and Asia have also grown closer too. Lucas had drifted apart from me, we weren’t who we were before.

As I grow older, I realize that life isn’t always about running from others, it’s more of finding them, finding your path in their suffering to make your own river to drown in.

I was in my room, as Hazyl and Willow were thinking of our next safe house.

I missed a lot of people. I missed Ace, I missed his teasing. He’s the reason I grew stronger. I missed Mid, believe or not. And I missed Llyr, more of a believe it or now. I missed mother, I missed my hate for my father; I missed when my mother would hold my hand whilst telling me everything was okay.

In a while, I hadn’t gone outside, but this time I did. Looking outside, it was a wonderful Spring day. Bird’s tweeted and some crowed, but they all were sounds of delight. There were flowers, it was so daydreamy.

Lucas with a smile followed along, and so did Asia.

Asia held Lucas’s hand loosely. “So, Tom, what do you think?” asked Asia.

“He wants to kill me, Lucas and many others, and we just run? Seems cowardly.”

“Tom were not strong enough to go against him, you know that.” Lucas said careless.

“I’m sure were not, considering I can do some dark magic and Asia can too. It seems like you’re just speaking for yourself.” I meanly said.

“Stop it Tom, you know that’s not true.” Asia spat.

“Yeah? Cause it is.” This was the one time in many months we’ve fought. Which was strange, because as a twin, I know twins fight a lot.

Asia’s hair had gotten in the way of her eyes, causing her to constantly move it over to the side. Lucas didn’t want to start a fight, so he just calmly picked a flower from the grass. I didn’t want to go too shallow, but I had a few remarks for Lucas.

“Just forget about it, it’s not eve a big deal.” Asia said as she rolled her eyes me.

“I’m just homesick,” I quietly said.

“Me too,” Asia sighed as we both headed back inside before it had gotten dark.

I saw Willow spark a smile for a little.

“Willow, Hazyl, when will we ever be able to leave India? It’s getting insipid here.” I said. I wasn’t wrong, I wanted to spend my birthday elsewhere; like with my Mum, who hasn’t seen me in what felt like a year.

“Fine, were thinking of plans to do so. Plus, I’m pretty sure Handison is going to strike anytime now. He’s just trying to make us comfortable.” Willow looked at a small map.

“Okay, but better be soon,” I said, heading over to Lucas.

“So,” Lucas whispered, “have you been catching any feelings?”

“I’ll figure it out in my own time,” I hesitated to tell him anything.

After a few days, nothing had been going on. But, we were finally going to leave the India safe house for our next adventure, and hopefully a better one.

Okay, so I hope you liked this chapter!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 34: BOOK 2

Tue, 26 Feb 2019 10:39:54 +0000

Silens I Chapter 34

Keep reaching for the umbrellas, someday it'll stop raining.

We were playing a game, which seemed silly, but was fun and revealing a little bit about each of our personalities.

Willow was a Slytherin, like me, but she seemed like a Hufflepuff, she just had a cheery personality; but I don’t know her, so who am I to know.

We were in Japan, in a small house. From the outside, of course. From a spell that made the outside seem small and the inside seem huge. My Mom uses this spell a lot, for camping. But, we usually never go camping, it was a one-time thing.

Willow put her hair behind her ear. Lucas seemed uncomfortable around Toby, but I didn’t expect much after all, Toby did try to kill Lucas.

“Okay, so what do you want to be when you grow up?” Willow pulled out a card while shaking.

“I want to work at the British Ministry of Magic, since my Mom works there.” Lucas nervously answered the question. Toby scoffed.

The rest of them didn’t really respond with anything, they seemed like they didn’t really know. “Well, that’s awesome Lucas!” Asia opportunely responded.

“What about you Tom?” Asked Willow.

“Um, I want to study special creatures when I grow up.” I said. Willow nodded. “That’s cool, I bet it’ll be fun.” Willow had sat down from standing up. She sat down on the floor like the rest of us. We all sat on pillows, that were strange; I wasn’t used to the pillows given to us.

For those brief moments, awkwardness had come upon us.

“Okay then, how about you, Tom pull out a card?” said Hazyl. “Okay,” I pulled out a card. I then read it out loud, “Where do you live?” “I live in Wiltshire, England with Tom.” Lucas was the first one to answer the question. “I live in England too,” responded Asia.

Willow stared. “I live in America, if that isn’t obvious,” she said, which she was right; it was obvious because of her accent. “Same as Willow,” Hazyl said, moving around to get comfortable.

After a few more blunt questions, I had gotten bored. “Hey, do you want to see a magic trick?” I said, without taking my wand out. “Who wants to volunteer?” I asked. Hazyl raised her hand slightly. “Great, this’ll be fun then.” I took the quarter and slid it behind my thumb, making it look natural.

“Hmm, there’s something in your ear!” I said, awkwardly.

I slid my finger right by the coin, then pulling it out with my middle finger. “Wow! What kind of magic trick did you use for that?” asked Asia. “It’s not done,” I responded with a smile.

“Take out your hand,” I said. I held the coin up, then taking it away with my other hand. But instead of taking it away, I dropped the coin in my other hand and then putting it in my pocket while she was focused on my other hand. “Now, don’t lose the coin,” I said, putting my hand over hers. I then opened my hand, but nothing came out of it.

“But seriously, which spell is that?!” Asia and Lucas sat there eager to know.

“It’s not a spell, it’s misdirection. It’s a muggle magic trick.” I laughed.

“It’s a good one, it seems muggles have found out their own way of magic.” Hazyl said surprised.

“We better get to bed, it’s getting late, you know.” Willow hand gotten up from the carpet ground. Toby and Hazyl too. “Let’s go then Lucas,” I said to Lucas, him having eyes on Asia. “Okay, let’s go!” he said tired.

We walked to our room, then we both had fallen asleep quickly.

It was the next morning, the birds were tweeting outside, and the sun had shone from the windows.

The rays of sun had fallen on my pale face, making it feel warm as I laid in bed. I then woke up, yawning. “Lucas?” I called, still yawing. “Yeah Tom!” Lucas then came in the room with a smirk.

“Well, just wanted to know where you were,” I responded to him bleakly.

“Now you do. Breakfast is ready, by the way,” Lucas helped me up.

“Thanks, I’ll be there!” Lucas left the room. I then went to the bathroom to get ready.

Coming out, I felt fresh. I then headed to the dining room, where the rest of them were. “Hello Tom,” Willow smiled. “Hey,” I then sat down on a wooden chair with red padding. Lucas ad eaten some eggs, which I had got some, or lots of bacon.

“Your takin’ it all!” Asia complained.

“Nobody else is eating it!” I chomped down on the delight.

“So, Hazyl, when do we have to move again from Handison?” I asked, afraid for an answer. She smirked, “Soon, but don’t worry, me and Willow are figuring it out.” “Okay, good, but if you need anything, tell me.” I said. “Well, I’m done,” Lucas had gotten up from the table.

“So soon?” I said with concern.

“Yeah, it’s fine, I’m done. I’ve eaten plenty.” Lucas headed off from the table.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Sorry it's short...or I think.

Silens I Chapter 33 Book 2

Mon, 25 Feb 2019 10:37:00 +0000

Silens I Chapter 33

Hazyl was confident as she stepped outside of the carriage.She announced that we were there and I jolted awake. Her robes swirled up around her again and again as she walked towards the safe house. I looked at her, rubbing my eyes, and asked, "Why can you see the Threstals?"

She waved her hands. "Same as you. Parents were murdered. Only I was old enough to remember." she seemed emotionless about it. Does all those years on the run have something to do with it?

I helped Lucas down and Tom came out after. Tom petted the Threstal, and I heard him whisper something to it. Wren and Willow came out after. We all strolled purposefully toward the first stop. Wren gestured to Hazyl and Willow, and they both walked out in front of us, robes flowing back, their American accents very different from ours once they started speaking again.

"So, this is a rest stop. Go use the bathroom or whatever," said Hazyl. "Meet us back here in five minutes and I'll tell you some more stuff." We all went off, we had landed near a Muggle rest stop, and we went in, Wren going with me and letting us in with magic, because the rest stop wasn't a 24 hr one.

We went back out.

Hazyl cleared her throat. Willow did the same. "So," said Hazyl,"We have a few more hours to go. John Handison is on the move. So we need to be as well."

We reached the safe house by morning. It was a Japanese house in the mountains, so it was serene. Willow said to me, "I hope you like it. We have everyone's trunks and things from Hogwarts. and your parents have been alerted. They are aware of the danger."

"I don't know, do our parents approve of this? I mean, I thought I only knew Wren?"

'Wren knows them, too. She's a high-class American auror, as well as an escape artist. You'll be safe."

"I don't know...I don't actually trust the rest of you." I said, but Willow ushered me in. It was a very pretty house, but I couldn't see how it could fit 6 people from the outside. Apparently, it was enlarged by magic on the inside, like a magic tent. Hazyl grabbed my arm roughly, then grabbed Willow's. Willow looked at her with a type of surprised expression, but I could tell Hazyl did this all the time.

"Okay," Hazyl said, "Let's do a rollcall!" Everyone looked at her, like they had no idea what she meant. She slapped her forehead. "I went to a Muggle school, okay? I'm half-blood. I meant a headcount! Just answer when I call your name." she said angrily.

"Tom Malfoy?" Tom raised his hand. Hazyl nodded.

"Lucas Malfoy?" Lucas answered with a yes. Hazyl nodded again.

"Wren Farrow?" Wren smiled and waved, and Hazyl rolled her eyes.

"Asia Mahou?" I raised my hand at the sound of my true last name. Hazyl dipped her head.

"Willow Deere?" Willow met Hazyl with a smile.

"Hazyl Rivere," she said and her own hand shot up.

"And Toby Caim."

I looked around immediately. Make 6 people 7 people. Toby Caim was in the house.

I avoided Toby the rest of the day. Lucas did too, but I could tell that he was a bit on edge about him. Toby looked better, no more scars or wounds, and he acted better, as well. He seemed more cheerful. Made me think he might have been brainwashed, but Willow assured me otherwise.

The safe house felt a bit like a home. There was meals, and bedrooms, and the like.

Meals were served when Wren had time to cook, but always at their proper time. She was a great cook, and Lucas took an interest so she tried her best to teach him a few things. Tom had no interest but treated Wren like a short-order cook, but she didn't mind. She aimed to please, I guess. On the other hand, I just ate what I was given. Hazyl, Toby and Willow did the same, with an occasional request. The only time I really saw everyone together, and the only time I saw Toby, was at meals.

The bedrooms were nice. Hazyl, Willow, and I shared a room, and Lucas, Tom, and Toby shared one as well. It took Lucas a while to get used to Toby being there. Wren had her own, but when people sometimes dropped by, they stayed with her. Everyone's rooms had certain things in it to make it different from the next: the girls' room had desks embedded in the wall and had white paint and bunk beds. The boys' room had bunks as well, but it had different paint and knickknacks.

One night, a week after we had arrived Hazyl came in, her face red. It was an odd sight.

"What's wrong?" asked Willow, who was reading. "Your face is red! Do you have a fever?"

Hazyl shook her head violently and pulled out her wand. She waved it and quickly regained her normal color. She sat down on a beanbag chair, sinking inside and sweating. Willow and I looked at her.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Nothing, Just ran a few miles."

"You were out for five minutes." Willow said seriously. "How'd you run a few miles?"

"I was trying out a new spell I created. Makes you go faster. I think I overdid it." she breathed harder. When I looked at her questioningly, she said, "Hey! I'm the weapons expert. I invent spells."

"How about Willow?" I asked.

Willow shrugged. "I guess I'm here for moral support," she laughed.

"Don't be modest. You're a great combatant. Better at muggle fights than even Toby." Hazyl wheezed. Willow smiled. Her smile was wonderful.

"Good morning!" said Wren. We got up when she flung the covers off us.

"Today we're gonna get to know each other better!" she said happily. "I want us all to become good friends. Otherwise the machine won't run. So! Come to the table and we'll ask some questions!"

Hazyl rolled her eyes. "Fine."

Willow seemed excited.

When we got there, the boys were already there. Lucas sat as far away from Toby as humanly possibly when sitting around a round table. Wren pulled out a chair and some question cards and then we all sat down.

She pulled out the first card. "Favorite color?"

Everyone mumbled it. Mine was yellow. Hazyl was green. Toby was café brown. No idea why. I got up and saw something outside. A wizard walking purposefully towards the frint door. I pointed and Wren saw. She didn't look up from her cards and grinned.

"Wait for it."

The wizard approached the property line and was thrown backwards, into the sky and out of sight. Hazyl and Willow slapped a high five. "TOUCHDOWN!" they said happily.

"Good job, Hazyl, Willow." said Wren. "Now let's keep playing."

If you want, Knight, you can cont. the game to reveal more about Willow and Tom and Lucas. IDC what you make my characters say. ;) It's okay! They're pretty flexible. Hope you enjoyed and looking forward to next chapter!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 28

Fri, 14 Dec 2018 22:04:02 +0000

Silens I Chapter 28

It feels lonely, without anywhere to go.

It was a cool day with my twin, comparing both of are heights. "Your 4''9, and I'm 5''4," Lucas said with confidence in his voice, while I chuckled a bit. "Wow, our height comparison!" I said.

I smiled, Ace looked at me with his wide eyes. "So," Ace said, collapsing on his firm, red with white lining bed.

I hadn't seen Asia for some time, which was sad. But, I had schoolwork to do anyways. Which included multiple boring, almost, spells.

Lucas looked around with his pale eyes, talking to me, but not focusing on me. Ace rolled his eyes, continuing his sentence that me and Lucas ignored.

"Anyways, Llyr seems nice, doesn't she?" he smiled, which seemed strange. I haven't seen Ace smile like that before.

"I guess," I said in a rude way, but Lucas smiled wider. "Ya, Mum said Asia would be the new one once she thinks she's 'ready'." Lucas said, jumping on his bed.

My homework, that was one his bed, started falling while he laughed. "Lucas!" I yelled, pushing him off his bed. He giggled more, which I didn't find funny, but laughed along anyway.

Afterwards I quickly did my potions homework, I headed out off my dorm to the Slytherin Common Room.

After I left, I hadn't seen Lucas for awhile, neither Ace. I only saw Ace a certain time of the day, which was in our dorm.

I started to feel sick, like a fever. A Prefect had seen that I had a fever, she had brought me to a teacher that said I couldn't do my classes, but I should still study.

"Malfoy, you'll have to stay in your dorm for awhile, of course until you get better." Said Llyr as she assisted me to my dorm.

"Okay," I grinned. I fell onto my bed in my dorm, then taking a short nap. Llyr had left by then, which she went to find Lucas.

Sorry this is short, and I haven't posted a chapter in 12 days! Anyways, have a GREAT Christmas and New Years!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 24

Wed, 28 Nov 2018 21:41:29 +0000

Silens I Chapter 24

If I died, would you still be there? What if that person was you? It's hard die, but it's harder to live.

I smiled at my notebook, that lost the dust it was known for. I had barely written in it lately, I was too caught up in Asia and my dad.

My Mum sat closely next to me. I was on my bed, which was rather firm. Lucas hugged Mum tightly, which was usual.

Mr. Malfoy- I mean father- was coming today. I was shaking in utter excitement. So was Lucas, but not as much as I did, which was expected.

Mum then sat up, getting up and kissing Lucas on the cheek. She then walked out the room slowly to cook some food for the party.

I looked at Lucas bleakly, as he just smiled happily. I stood up, nudging Lucas a bit. I then rushed down the stairs, following Mum.

I then saw Asia practicing spells. I watched in amusement. She shook her wand, which made something that rather interested me.

This then starts as a spell session. Please read Gem's chapter to understand!

"Depulso!" I yelled a bit angrily, which is a good reaction. We were in Asia's "study room", which was a good place to study spells.

There was a grand clock and a small table that had all sorts of trinkets that Mrs. Lovegood didn't really care much for.

One that caught my eye was a blue crown like object, that had a raven in the middle of it. The charm made the object vanish, which it is a vanishing charm.

Of course, the object would end up somewhere else, like possibly Asia's room, as an example. Lucas looked to Asia in boredom. "Anything interesting?" Lucas grinned, while biting his lip.

I looked to Asia, that at a rapid force, pulled out her wand. "Baubillious!" she looked amused at the result. A flashing yellow sparked bolted in the air, hitting another trinket on the table.

The green trinket, which was a odd, dusty one, dusted. There was none of it left but a pile of ashes.

"Wow! That's so cool!" Lucas giggled. "I could do better," I said, but at the same time impressed. I took out my wand, looking at Asia and Lucas. "Colovaria!" I said, while Asia and Lucas giggled.

Asia's clothes color changed to a light blue, more like a aqua color.

I heard Father and Mum's conversation grow louder, but I blocked it out.

It seemed Lucas and Asia were confused about it, but even though I couldn't exactly here it, it seemed like it was about me and our new little brother.

"Anyways," Asia continued with her head raised high, "do you think we could go some where else?" she smiled. "Maybe!" Lucas quickly responded.

The three of us headed up to Asia's room, which was near the living room. I heard the conversation getting louder, which made Lucas look gloomy.

We were in Asia's room, again. It had anime posters, which didn't appeal to me at all. I've heard of it, because it popular in the muggle world.

Asia looked at me for a second, then looked over to some books she had. "So, what are you currently reading?" she asked. "Oh, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them." I responded.

"Cool!" She seemed uninterested, but so did Lucas.

This chapter and grammar is so bad. ): I was rushing! I can't wait for the next chapter though! (;

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 22

Tue, 27 Nov 2018 09:22:04 +0000

Silens I Chapter 22

When your world becomes happier, a melody seeps in from your head. Some things can trigger this, like a friend or even a family member.

With happy tears in my eyes, I stood up rapidly from the chair I sat in. I couldn't believe it, Draco Malfoy, my father, had come to see me?

He seemed perfect, but he didn't act like he wanted to see me. He acted rather forced, it was strange.

I whisked my wand out, practicing some spells like Mum ordered me to do. There were blue pillows stacked perfectly on the guest bed and a huge clock to tell the time. It was vintage, which seemed nice.

I continued to practice my spells from a spell book for more advanced students.

I quickly ran out of the guest bedroom, to do a charm spell. Asia then came up the stairs, and looked at me puzzled. She then saw my wand pocking out from my hand.

"Your practicing spells?" Asia took her wand out, which was strange she had it on her. But, it's always good to have a wand near you at all times. My Mum use to say that constantly, every time I would ask her she had a wand on her.

I locked the door from the other side, taking a deep breath. "Aberto!" I demanded, as the door knob twirled around, then it stopped.

I grabbed the door knob, twisting it to reveal it worked. "Basic spells," I said under my breath. "Then, mind doing something more advanced?" Asia said, challenging me.

"Of course," I said silently. I looked at my dusty, old book Mum had for year she was studying before her Hogwarts days. That's why she was always a good student as a first year.

"Lumos," I grinned after doing the spell. Light waves of light projected from my wand. It seemed it slightly impressed Asia, which made me feel proud.

Mum came walking up the stairs with Lucas by her side, holding his arm while helping him up the stairs.

"I'm hungry," I said, while looking down the stairs. "I'll ask my Mum if there's anything you can eat," Asia smiled while tumbling don the stairs.

I looked down at her from the second floor. She asked Luna Lovegood, a tall blond lady, talking with Asia.

Mrs. Lovegood then handed Asia some cookies. She headed up the stairs where I was. "Here," she gave me two, then handed Lucas the same amount after Mum went inside the guest room.

"Thank you," Lucas said, while getting crumbs on his face. Asia and Lucas warmly laughed together.

"So, how do you feel about your father coming?" Asia asked to me and Lucas. "Great!" Lucas bolted. "Me too," I said silently.

I felt like there was something wrong with my father, but maybe it's because I need to prove me to him.

Asia smiled to me and Lucas before being called. "Asia!" Mrs. Lovegood yelled. She rushed down the stairs making big thumping noises. "Yes!" she responded.

I looked at Lucas with my eyes wide open. "C'mon, let's go," I held his hand and walked to our room.

Super short chapter....SORRY! Anyways, hope you liked it!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 19

Tue, 13 Nov 2018 10:42:21 +0000

Silens I Chapter 19

Why?

The question that drives us all.

Why are we here? Why do we do what we do?

I... I can never find the answer...

I should ask around.

I should find a common factor,

I should ask and find the common answer.

Then, that may be the answer.

Graphs, books, and facts

can't prove everything.

I... I wish they could.

I would have a solid foundation.

But, I only have sinking sand,

and I just keep falling.

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I walk the empty halls.

The windows make the halls drafty.

Cold, and nipping on my bare ankles.

I only have on a short dress that barely covers my lower thighs.

I can feel everything.

The cold, the pain.

And no way to be warm.

I continue to walk

the floor chilly to my feet.

I step outside.

It's snowing.

I look up.

It's only swirling white.

I feel the cold all around me. I feel the pain all on me.

It seeps deeper.

And deeper.

Until it reaches my heart.

It freezes my heart, and I can't feel.

Everything is numb.

And everything is... beautiful.

This... pain...

is beautiful.

"Huh?" I said, jolting awake. Slowly, I felt around my body without opening my eyes. I was on my bed, and everything was warm. I must've fallen asleep.

Today was the day that Tom and Lucas and Ms.Granger came over.

"Good morning," I yawned as Mum waved to me from the kitchen. I was walking downstairs in my slippers and long T-shirt and shorts.

"Hello honey," said Mum in her absent voice, eating at the oddly-shaped table.

"Mmmhmm…" I said, skipping over breakfast and walking into the living room. I sprawled across the couch, watching the Christmas tree twinkle with it's Muggle LED lights. Mum had gotten those cuz they were cheaper than the wizarding brand. I turned my head to stare out the window at the snow, which was coming down on our house in gentle, swaying waves.

"You better go get dressed into something more... modest," Mum said laughing.

I yawned. "Fine, fine," I said, grinning.

I ran upstairs, throwing on a short T-shirt with a logo on it and some black sweatpants. As I pulled on some ankles socks, our family owl, Auru, soared into the house via my window, like she always did. By the way, Auru actually means owl in Japanese.

"Hm?" I said, looking at her sternly. I was sitting crosslegged on my bed, ad she had flown right on top of my shelves that held my odd trinkets. She cocked her head and leaped over to me, shaking a letter off her leg onto my lap. "Thanks, Auru. Would you mind finding Hikyuu for me?" I asked.

Hikyuu, whos name means warrior, was my little tom-cat. He was a fixed kitten, so he didn't spray urine all over the place or go around impregnating the local female cats, which both Mum and I were thankful for. He was a calico number, with white paws and blue eyes, and he was quite interesting considering the fact I could talk to him in my cat form. He always ran off, though, so Auru was more or less the cat-catcher.

Auru, being a smart owl by any standards, nodded her little nod and took off through the window. Being on the second floor of the house, Auru had a good vantage point for taking off when she took off from my room.

I went downstairs, leaping down two at a time, as I opened up the letter. I went back to the living room, sat back down on the couch, and began to read, chewing on some taffy Mum had made me eat. For all I knew, she could've injected all my daily vitamins and minerals in there so I stayed healthy even with no breakfast.

Dear Asia Abernathy:

You may not remember me. Frankly, hardly anyone does these days. I was the man who found you and placed you in the orphanage care. I invite you to come back during Christmas break (after your birthday party, of course, I wouldn't want to interrupt any celebrations) and find out more about your parents, as the orphanage staff have found some information about you. They may not understand, being Muggles and all, but I do. Not because I knew them (or you, for that matter) personally, but because I am the wizard hired to teach you for your seceding years at Hogwarts.

-Luke Kuso, Professor.

I was a little skeptical about this Kuso guy's credentials until I unfolded another piece of paper, this time from McGonagal, which confirmed the fact that he was to be my new teacher. Mum came up to me, and I turned and handed her the letters.

"What would you do?" I asked.

Mum looked at the letters. "I don't know," she said. "Well, if I were your age, I wouldn't go. You're not allowed to use magic outside school, and what if you need to defend yourself? Maybe I could go with you."

"Yeah, maybe," I said, stretching across the couch.

An hour passed until the door bell rang. It had been completely silent up until this point, so I was startled. I had almost completely forgotten about the guests. Mum went to go open the door, and then she came in, with Ms.Granger, Tom, and Lucas trailing her a little nervously.

"Hey guys!" I said.

"You look different," said Tom tersely. He was probably so used to seeing me all crisp and clean in my school robes with my hair neatly brushed. Instead I had on loose clothes and my hair was thrown around by the wind.

"Could say the same about you," I said. "With your suit and everything."

Tom was wearing a formal suit, which contrasted with his sallow appearance. He shrugged. Lucas was wearing a casual T-shirt but stiff pants.

Mum grinned. "Let me show you guys to the guest bedrooms," she said, and led Tom, Lucas, and Ms.Granger off. I wrote back a short note to Kuso as they went off upstairs. I heard Mum showing them my room.

Kuso:

Sure.

I'll be there before Christmas break ends, just send me the address and the time.

Thanks,

-Asia Abernathy

I sealed it up and whistled for Auru. She flew in from upstairs, dropping Hikyuu onto my lap and landing on my shoulder. I handed her the letter, she clamped it in her beak, and she leaped off my shoulder, soaring off. I smoothed out Hikyuu's fur as Lucas called down the stairs,

"A-asia? A little h-help h-here."

I got up and helped him come down the stairs, gently yanking him towards the couch. "How are you?" I asked a little absently, once we had sat down.

"F-fine," he said.

I smiled. "You seem a little down. Hey, I have an idea. You wanna see the unicorns?"

Lucas looked at me. Even though he was blind, his pale eyes still held a frighteningly accurate hold on my face. I smiled, gathering Hikyuu up in my arms. He mewed a little painfully, his skin still soar from where Auru had carried him back home.

"My M-mum doesn't let me go o-outside a-alone," Lucas said.

"You won't be alone," I said. "Just hold onto me, okay?" He nodded, and I helped him pull on his coat. I grabbed my own, yanked it on, and let Hikyuu down on the ground. He'd led us to the unicorns.

"Mum! Lucas and I going outside to see the unicorns," I called upstairs.

"Okay, just keep an eye on him," Mum said, and Ms.Granger called a little worriedly,

"Don't let him stray too far away!"

"Okay," I said, and I opened the door. Holding Lucas's hand, I walked to the side of the house. "Are you scared of heights?" I asked. He made a little "eh" movement with his head and shoulders, like, "yeah, sorta". "Okay, stay down here then. I'm going to climb up to the roof."

"Huh?" he said.

"It's okay," I said. 'Okay' seemed to be my catchphrase at that time. I climbed up to the roof, peering out into the backyard, and saw two little golden foals trotting towards the house, leaving hoofprints in the snow. Grinning, I leaped down onto the ground, and pulled Lucas gently around to the backyard. Hikyuu led us to them, a little brown, black, and white speck in the distance.

We reached them.

"Hi, Yunikon," I said as the head male, the largest and oldest unicorn on our property, walked towards us, head high. "Mind if we pet you?" Yunikon, whose name meant unicorn, tossed his head a little like he was annoyed, but let us approach him. I pulled Lucas's hand out and let him stroke Yunikon's muscular and well-endowed back. Though Yunikon was the oldest on our property, he was still quite young for a unicorn.

"He's s-so soft," said Lucas. I smiled, and turned to see Tom walking towards us.

"You wanna pet Yunikon?" I asked.

Tom took a step towards him, and let his hand dip into Yunikon's smooth back. Yunikon was joined by his mate, Hakuba, whose name meant white horse, who let us pet her immediately. She was quite a sweet unicorn, and she frequently let people ride her.

"Who wants to ride Hakuba?" I said, a little mischievously.

"Are you mental?" said Tom.

"No, just confident," I grinned. "Are you scared?"

"No!" said Tom.

I smiled. "Don't worry, you don't have to ride her. Maybe another time. Plus it's getting cold out here." I shivered. "You guys like the guest bedroom?"

"It's...it's okay," said Tom.

"Good! Do you know what they're doing in there?" I asked, pointing towards the house as we walked back to it.

"Setting up the party," Tom said.

Lucas nodded, but then stumbled. I seized his hand to keep him from falling.

"Well, you guys feel like hot chocolate?" I smiled. "We have plenty." They nodded, so when we reached the house, I made some and gave them a cup full each. Mum came down, grinned, and said that the party would be held in the den that night.

"So, occupy yourself til then. There's a wizarding town not too far from here, if you'd like to go. I'll go ask Hermione if Lucas is allowed." Mum said, and I felt Lucas tremble a bit in my hand. Was he angry, or scared? Tom seemed excited.

"Okay..." Ms.Granger said hesitantly. "Sure."

We grinned, and pulled on our coats. We walked a few blocks to an empty expanse of brick. "It's hidden," I explained, "behind here. I've been here a few times, and it's really fun. I think you'll enjoy it." I waved my hand in front of the brick, stating my name, age, and a few other things, which the wall processed with your appearance, and fingerprints to let you in. While it couldn't make sure every criminal stayed out, It kept Muggle out.

The wall melted away, and I pulled Tom and Lucas inside before it sealed again.

The town was small, encased with the wall, but was bursting with life. It had a candy store, a joke shop, a restaurant, a pub, and an entertainment's area. They were all large stores with wizarding management, and were all very kid-friendly, except the pub, which you had to be 17 or up go to.

"Alrighty then," I said, "let's go!" I smiled, and took Lucas's hand as Tom followed us.

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A long chapter! Yay! Hope you enjoyed. Christmas break will be soon for us, you know, it's almost Thanksgiving. If you enjoyed, vote up and comment. Knight, if you'd like, you can write your chapter with their adventure in the town!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 18

Sun, 11 Nov 2018 23:04:37 +0000

Silens I Chapter 18

This is the last breath I breath, the last moment that I see, the last breath. I've never figured out how to love, living all this pain is all I know. You never notice, but I chose this. I'll miss the joy that it brought, or at least that's what I thought it was. I try to hide, telling myself I'm okay, that's what they say. I just want to let this pain go, but I don't want to let go of you. How can I leave it all behind? How? How can I live if all I'm living is pain? Is this lie just insane? I live this live alone and I say that it's alright, I'm fine. I'm fine. I could die any moment, and you stand there? Words that are unable to fill your mind? Are you dead? It seems like you've lost every state of mine. I rush through this alone. I don't know where to go. I want to end this. I'm a coward to see I'm okay, that I don't want to end it all right this moment. I'm unable to say I need help, that I have pain. I wish it would stop. Stop it all. It's like I don't even try, but if I try so hard. If I just try. Try. Maybe I'll learn how to let go. I keep saying over, I'm not sober. I let you in and you judged me, you stabbed me in the back. I let you in to see my mind, my suffering, my pain, my regret, my lies. And I messed up. It hurts. It hurts. I thought I was normal, I'm not 'normal', I'm not going to let the pain flow out and never come back. I've left joy. I just want you to see, not just judge me, it's all you ever do. You'll be okay, you'll be fine. But what about me? Do it for me. How do I wake up everyday? How do I breath? How can you see? Understand this hurting? I'm not different. I'm just a bank paper. No one to help me write this story, all I have left. A blank paper to weak to be written on, just being ripped. I want to be a painting. But how? But how? I'm a victim playing dead, living my life based on what they said. It makes me feel weak inside. Like I only try to hide. Promises are just broken lies, liars that can't say that don't want to do this anymore, they just want to hit the floor, lifeless. With no breath in their body, their eyes wide open, but not able to see anymore. Everyone dies, but no one knows it like I do. Everyone loses it, loses it all. I needed you, but you didn't need me. I helped you, but didn't do the same, and I'm the only one that needs help. You did this to me. But I don't hate you. I don't spend every breath hating you. Every time I picture myself, I don't want to, it's not a choice, but I picture myself dead. I've messed up everything. Haven't I? I want to lose it all, but some people don't have the choice to lose this, but I have to...it's the only way I'll be happy. It's the only way I'll picture myself laughing. I mean nothing. Nothing. Nothing. That's all I am. Nothing. I was screaming, but you didn't see me. Notice me. I'm locked inside a prison of my own mental state, my own hate. Nothing matter to me anymore, I've torn it all away and I wish that was a lie, out of all of it. All my lies that I spent all my time on. I spent my life faking a laugh and making tears fall down. Sometimes I don't want it to end, I can't let go of it. I know I should, it was where I stood alone on the side of life, pushed away to the side in the darkness. I was doubted and called heartless. I'm not "better", and I know you wish I was, but I'm not. I want to stop it all, I want to be the one to stop breathing. To stop seeing. I can't that all I see is a mirror with no reflection, no perfection. It kills me. I kill me. This is my life. My lie. What I had to deal with. My prison cell. I want to tell you how much it hurts, but I can't find help. All you'll ever do is push me in a lake of my own tears. My own fears. Leave me alone, please go. I don't want to do this anymore, do you know? I'm all alone? Love, if you loved me why'd you leave me? Bleed me? I march this path alone, for all I know. I need you, and I need you to need me back. Tell me all the things I lack. Make me laugh. Liar. You made a promise. You lost it. It. My faith, my hope, my love, my emotion, my hate, my anger, my sins. I'm helpless. All I have left is myself. And I'm about to let that leave soon too. I'm a murderer of myself. I'm my own death. I'm the one that left. The one that wasn't strong enough. The one that didn't need love. I did this. It's all my fault. I'm already broken, what's the point in breaking me more? Closing the door? Unable to let them be? Let them see? I'm pointless.

"Tom," I closed my eyes, the pen in my hands, twisting my fingers around the tip. "Yes?!" I snapped, my pen dropping my my hands, as I opened my eyes slowly. "We better go to the-" I stopped Lucas running on the end of mouth, "I know!" I picked my old, dusty book up from where it silently slept, on the end of the table in the middle of the dorm.

"We better go," he said silently, slowly walking down the room, with his head tilted down. "I know, Lucas!" I yelled, but it was clear he was much to far away to hear me. "I better go," I said to myself, drowning my thoughts on my mother. She was always so kind, I never deserved it. It's just me. Me. I slammed my hands on my desk, in utter frustration. I packed my book in my bag, and some sweets along with clothes.

I walked slowly, alone down the dark halls. I rubbed my eyes, but it wasn't because I was tired, something else. My bag was rather small, it was unnerving, almost. Finally, I was by a pit of people, while pushed through them, rudely. I rolled my fingers through my bleach blond hair, while people stared at me with smirks on their faces. None of those people I knew, or seen before. It made me seem rather lonely, I guess.

I saw some people, their eyes rolled. I rushed to a familiar faces, Asia and Lucas chatting. I rushed over, with an quick glare from the two. I sighed, holding my bag firmly in my hand. We watched the train rush off to our stop, as we all hopped on.

This is Gem's part (Chapter 17), so please read that if you haven't.

We had a decently long train ride, and there was news announced that Asia would be staying with us for our break. Lucas was rather happy, but I didn't care much about it.

This is so short! LOL I will make the other chapters after Gem's longer! I PROMISE!

Silens I Q&A Section Corner! (Up to Chapters 17/18)

Thu, 08 Nov 2018 09:44:00 +0000

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Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 17

Wed, 07 Nov 2018 10:01:43 +0000

We are almost at this book's halfway point!!! Thanks to everyone who has been reading, rather you comment or not!

Silens I Chapter 17

Listen to me, Asia.

You're special.

Parents always say that to their kids, but I mean it.

You're really, really special. I can't say how much of that you are.

But others will view you as a snotty, maybe even unfair, type of person.

All because of the fact you're not like them.

You have knowledge beyond your years, and skill beyond your classmates.

But, you need to keep your cards close to your chest.

You've done a great job with that already.

Keep them waiting.

As the saying goes,

"Speak and they'll think you're a fool.

But become silent and they're become curious."

I know about your inner demons,

but you have the power to stop them.

I fall like a cherry blossom in spring.

The wind carries me up and down, like

emotions, fake and real.

I can't stop it.

I can't stop anything.

I fall again, twirling in a stream of disbelief.

The wind brings me up.

It knows

But at the same time it doesn't.

What is it?

A friend?

An enemy?

I don't know,

but I care...

I fall down like the cherry blossom,

but this time

I'll never move again,

unless another gust of wind

no matter if it's my friend or my foe

comes along to help.

The next day, it was the day to head back home for Christmas break. I woke up, dressed, packed, and hurried down to eat breakfast as quick as I could. I grabbed some toast, frantic, as I had slept in and when I had woken, Abby and Lizzy had gone.

What do you know, Asia, you didn't preplan for packing and now you're late.

I walked into the Great Hall, ready and panting, and went over to join the Ravenclaws, though I would have much rather not have. They looked at me with a kind of awe, again, and I turned away, which was not the correct decision. One of them tapped me sharply on the shoulder.

"Huh?" I said, a little annoyed.

"How's this semester been for you?" asked the tall, dark 5th year. He was rather a good-looking guy, but he had the feel of a player, like the guys who try to get a girl only to break her heart, you know. I only knew this cuz I used to watch lots of soap operas when I was younger. I don't know why, but the acting in those seem cheesy to me now. But the wizarding soap operas are a lot better than Muggle ones.

"It's been boring," I said.

He smiled. "Ya, it has, hasn't it," he said.

"You're a 5th year. That's when it starts to get harder, right?" I said, trying to act as non-annoyed as humanly possible.

"Sure, sure," he said.

One of his friends came over, a tall, blond girl. She smiled. "Is Gerald annoying you?" she said. I nodded, she pulled him away, and then 2 more Ravenclaws, in my year, began to talk my ear off. I sighed heavily.

Why, why, why are these Ravenclaws so annoying?!

Tom and Lucas came over, and for the first time I was grateful that they had come to rescue me. We went down to the train once McGonagal had wished us luck, and climbed into a compartment.

Tom had been annoying me due to the fact he hadn't been helping Lucas the last few days, but I wasn't letting that effect me. Which was a first, and Tom obviously noticed that and seemed a bit grateful. As I set my pack down and sat down beside Lucas and across for Tom, I began reading the Daily Prophet as the train started to move.

The Daily Prophet, Dec 2009 Special Edition

This month a mysterious stranger by the name of Handison was spotted in Hogsmeade, a few months after appearing upon the Hogwarts Express. Nothing has been confirmed about this mysterious man except he had murderous intentions. Keep tuned into the WWN and keep reading the Prophet for more, updated information on this developing topic.

"Anything good?" asked Tom.

"Not really," I said, but for Lucas's sake, I read the short paragraph. "I'm sure we don't have to worry about it," I said. "At least for now. Be right back," I said, and went off to change into a T-shirt and ripped jeans, tossing a coat around myself and coming back.

"But didn't you say you wanted to investigate?" said Tom a little coldly.

It took me a minute to register what he was talking about. "I did, but let's wait til the Prophet gets a lead on him. We don't know much about him as it is, and anyway we don't even know if it concerns us." I said.

"It involved Ace," said Tom..

"Yeah, but I don't know..." I said. "I'm not sure if Ace was Imperio-ed to attack me or for another reason and he just happened to attack me. I mean, I don't know, and I don't want any of us getting hurt. For all we know this guy could become the next Voldemort."

"Don't say that," said Lucas.

I shrugged. "Anyway, let's just enjoy our holiday. What do you guys have planned?"

"Well, it is our birthday soon," said Tom, a little smugly.

I grinned. "Congrats," I said. "I'll be sure to buy you something if I'm invited."

"I think your mum invited us over," said Tom.

"Huh?" I said. I wasn't expecting to be invited, and plus I didn't get allowance, so now I was entitled to buy something, just great. "When?"

"Well, Mum said that the day after tomorrow we'll be going and staying for the week." said Tom, running his fingers through his hair as if he were nervous.

"Okay, I'll make sure to clean my room," I said. The view outside the window was getting more tame, with fields of farmland starting to pop up, which meant the trolley lady was going to making her stops soon.

"W-what about y-you, when's your b-birthday?" asked Lucas, stuttering once more. The lunch lady came in, offering sweets, and Tom bought some for everyone as I answered.

"Heh, it's on the last day of December but also in the first day of January," I said. "I was born at exactly midnight between those two days, but Mum celebrates my birthday during the last of December. That probably means that our birthdays will be combined for this party," I said, chewing on some Every Flavor Beans.

"Does your mum throw good parties?" Tom asked, chewing his gum.

"Oh, yes, they're wonderful," I said, grinning.

The rest of the train ride involved random people popping in to tease or annoy us as we ate our food. One of the professors who was on the train began popping in every hour to say something to us, and Wyvern Moody, the DATDA teacher, started trying to teach us defensive spells but someone caught him very quickly. Basically it was a fun time.

Halfway through the ride, I pulled open the window, and cold air flowed through. I leaned my head against the window, letting the icy wind tussle my long hair. I could feel Tom's eyes burning into the back of my head.

We pulled into the train station, and people starting bustling off. I could see Mum and Ms.Granger on the platform together. I pulled my trunk off the train, holding Lucas's hand as Tom jumped ahead, giving Ms.Granger a small hug.

"Aggy!" said Mum, which was her nickname for me, since Asia couldn't be broken down to a nickname. "How was your semester?"

"It is uneventful," I said, and Mum smiled.

"That's good," she said, laughing. Then she turned to Ms.Granger. "We'll be going now, Hermione. Hope you and your rugrats have a good time at home. Thanks for waiting with me and see you in a few days!" she said, saying it in her unusual and floatly voice.

"Okay, Luna," said Ms.Granger, grinning.

"Bye, Tom, bye Lucas," I said. Unexpectedly, Lucas trotted over and gave me a big hug.

"Bye Asia," he said, hugging me.

A little uncomfortable, I hugged him back and he let go. "See you guys in a few days," I said. Tom stood there, still, hands in his pockets, so I came over and extended my hand. "Friends, right?" I said.

He nodded after a minute, and shook it.

We departed. I climbed into the Volkswagon and off we drove.

Our house was a small and quaint white-picket-fence type home without the picket fence. Snow laid neat and crisp on the lawn, and I could see a few unicorn foals in the distance. They liked our house this time of year, and I was well acquainted with them. I got out of the car and dragged my heavy trunk behind me onto the driveway. We had a good 5 acres and there weren't too many people around, and while it looked ordinary on the outside it was perfectly unusual on the inside. This was what deterred the Daily prophet people: they saw a normal house and were like, "NOPE they don't live here," and would go try another house.

I opened the door and Mum followed me. The den, which was what you entered first thing, was the 2nd most normal room in the house. It was a large room for guests to hang out and only had a few odd trinkets in it. It had deep blue seating and a dark green rug, and it was very open. The kitchen and dining room was also quite normal in comparison to the rest of the house. But the living room, attic, Mum's bedroom, and the library were bursting with unusual things, things I loved to look at all the time.

I went to my room, the most normalish room in the entire house. I quickly unpacked my suitcase, and flung myself on my bed once I had tossed my coat aside. The room was medium-sized and had lots of things neatly up on the shelves, like medals, trophies, keepsakes, and interesting books. I had laid my wand up on the topmost shelf.

I sighed heavily. The scents of Mum's cooking wafted up through the house, and thankfully it wasn't nasty soup, but cookie smells. I grinned, sinking into my pillow, glad that I was back home, even if for only a week.

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Okay! Yay! Christmas break! LOL. Anyway, this was the train ride and half of the first day home. After Knight's chapter, we will write out the party. I hope you enjoyed this!!!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 16

Mon, 05 Nov 2018 18:13:19 +0000

Silens I Chapter 16

Faking it is only going to make the pain worse, as the silence overcomes whispers that are soon to be screams, and it seems to be impossible to realize that pain that sucks that soul of others, their weakness spreads out of their body as you glare In shock. But of course-

"Tom! Are you awake?" I slammed the leather bound book shut as a familiar voice entered my ears. Lucas was stumbling around for a bit till he heard the book close. His pale blue eyes looked into mine, but more like through mine almost.

In a way, it was unnerving. Snapping my own icy steel eyes to him, I let out an unwelcoming hiss. "What!?" I whisper-yelled. Lucas climbed onto my bed in the least graceful way imaginable. I was tempted to push him off seeing as he was just barely on, but I managed to hold back.

Sitting in front of me in with criss crossed legs, Lucas seemed to stare behind me. Gradually becoming more unsettled, I turned my head to face the wall. Seeing as there was nothing there, I glanced back at Lucas. His eyes were gazing at me now. I involuntarily glared at him, though I knew he wouldn't care.

"What are you doing here?" I made sure to pronounce the words very slowly, so he would be able to get it in his head. His lips began moving, though no words flowed from his mouth. As he laid there silent, I quirked up an eyebrow. I glanced over to my watch I always kept with me, as the arrows were pointing to 7:30. We had been sitting here for longer than I thought. Pushing Lucas and a few sheets off my bed, I heard a satisfying 'thump' as he tumbled down to the wooden floor. Grinning to myself, I headed to the washrooms to get ready for the day.

Dragging Lucas through the halls after seeing him bump into a few other students, we had arrived to our first class of the day, Transfiguration. Opening the door and heading inside, Lucas and I parted ways to get to our own seats. I could practically feel the holes that burned into my head as Mr. Glentonburg glared daggers at me.

I was obviously not his favorite student. He began "teaching" us about human to animal (or vice versa) transformations, though he said we would get into learning that when we were older. Lulumoon seemed particularly interested in this lesson, seeing as her head perked up when he mentioned it.

Mr. Glentonburg pulled something out from under his desk, which looked like a small cage with a white sheet covering it. Tearing the sheet off the cage, a small toad laid in it. I could hear a small 'Aw' come from behind me, though I paid no mind to it. Mr. Glentonburg had a wild grin plastered on his face as he reached in and pulled the unimpressive amphibian from its prison.

"See this class? Today you get to witness first hand how a transformation spell really looks like!" He made it sound like a big deal by lifting the toad a little higher than necessary. I almost rolled my eyes as he did the most basic transformation spell created. Some less experienced students 'oohed' and 'awed' a little, though my face remained emotionless through the entire process.

A saw a hand raise once Mr. Glentonburg turned the poor toad from a mutated rat back to it's normal self. No surprise was evident on my features as I saw it was Lulumoon. She was intently staring and paying close attention to the teacher ever since he announced the activity for the day. "Excuse me Mr. Glentonburg?" She asked as the teacher snapped his head in her direction. "Hmmm?" He questioned.

"Is it possible to turn a human into an animal, like a wolf?" He looked to be deep in thought for a split second before brightening his face and giving her a wide smile. "Well of course! Though, it is quite a complex spell that would take years to perfect, but if you truly wish to learn it than I would suggest starting out with something simple, when your older." She seemed disappointed at how long learning the spell would take, though I could care less. After explaining the magic behind the spell in a bit more depth, we were finally free to go as the door opened and students piled out. I looked to see what my next class was. Charms with Mr. Flitwick. Grabbing my bag with a few books peeking out from the top, I headed to the next class.

I saw Lucas enter the class five minutes before the expected time, as I was ten minutes early. Prof. Flitwick was scribbling unreadable words onto the board, as more students flooded from the door and into their seats. I could see a few familiar faces in the crowd, Lulumoon, and Lucas was obviously here.

Turning to face the torrent of young wizards and witches, a stern expression settled onto his aging features. In a monotone voice, he began the class. "Hello children. Today we will be learning about protection charms." My head drooped as he droned on about the most simplest of charms. I wasn't one to sleep or miss out during class, in fact, that was quite the opposite of what I would do.

I couldn't help the sudden tiredness that washed over me as he spoke in the most emotionless tone possible. I yanked my head up as soon as I could feel the cold of my desk come I contact with it. I refused to be a slacker. That was something I'm not and will never be.

I focused on the board as I made out the letters written in a neat, big, bold cursive. "CHARMS" It read. Deciding it would be best to participate in order to make sure I was going to stay active through he entire lesson, I slowly raised my hand. Turning his attention to me Prof. Flitwick drawled out some words.

"Would you like to participate Mr. Malfoy?" Nodding my head, I stood from my seat and made the small walk to the front of the room. "Here's an apple." he handed me the bright red fruit and continued, "Why don't you show us the Anti-theft charm? Try and prevent me from taking the apple away from your grasp." He finished with a professional tone.

I gripped the apple and mumbled a few words before handing it back to the Professor. Of course, he was unable to achieve it as he pulled his hand back. I walked towards my seat once again and waited for the class to continue. After showing us a few more examples of charms we'll be learning, class had ended.

Shuffling out of the room, I made my way to the Great Hall. I saw Lucas trailing behind me like a lost puppy, probably following the sound of my footsteps. Rolling my eyes and ignoring him, I had arrived at the great hall. I spotted Asia rather quickly, noting that she was only a few feet ahead of me.

I saw her take a few steps before standing directly in front of me. Her brow seemed to arch and her lips bent into a frown. "What!?" I snapped, much like I had with Lucas. "Where's Lucas?" she asked. "I don't know, probably stumbling around trying to find us." "Then why don't you help him?" She questioned rather upset.

"Ugh, he'll find us soon... maybe." She rolled her eyes and grasped my arm with a firm grip, as she starting to make me "help" her look for Lucas. Finally finding him in a group of assorted houses she dragged him back to where we originally were. "You okay, Lucas?" she asked concerned, and ignoring me.

"He's fine." I deadpanned. She glared at me in a threatening way as her golden eyes narrowed. "I wasn't asking you, Tom." She quickly disregarded me and went back to fretting over the perfectly fine Lucas. "I'm okay." He said quietly, "Just got a bit confused. I thought I was folearly Tom but it turned out to be another boy." Lucas explained shyly.

"Oh, well good. Tom should of helped you, though." Asia glanced at me with a disapproving look. I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't have time to babysit Lucas." I may have sounded a bit harsh, seeing Lucas's expression dampen for a couple seconds before he put on a meek smile. "O-oh, well how was your day Tom?" He asked me, trying to start a conversation.

"Uneventful." I answered. "Oh." He squeaked out. I couldn't stand his awkward stuttering. Huffing, I got up and left. "T-tom! W-where are you going?" I didn't answer as I simply rolled my eyes. I walked over to a shaded corner, where a girl happened to be standing. Noticing that she was Lulumoon, I speed walked out.

"Hey! Tom, was it?" I wanted to roll my eyes for the millionth time today. I groaned and turned to face her. "Yes?" Her eyes bore into my own, keeping eye contact the whole time she walked over to me. "Haven't seen you 'round much." she spoke. "I was in class." Ignoring my rather blunt statement, she continued as if I never said a word.

"We have Transfiguration together, right?" Raising a brow, I answered, "Yes?" Blue eyes lighting up, she looked excited. "Do you like that class?" I asked. "Well, we are learning some quite interesting things. Can you imagine turning into another species?" I involuntarily shuddered at the thought.

"I'd rather stay human." She looked surprised as she spoke once more, "Really? What if you could be your favorite animal? Wouldn't that be amazing?" I glanced at her weirdly before shrugging. "I guess." She sighed. "Imagine being a wolf, running freely, paws colliding with soft green grass, wouldn't that be spectacular?" Hearing the bell ring and excusing myself, I left the ravenette with her strange daydreams.

Just want to say, this is tomorrow on the train ride. Here is Gem's part:
https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36662/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-15

It was time for the train ride, a rather long one to imagine. I pulled myself out of the thought, in my robes with a grin on. But of course, it was my birthday soon after all. "C'mon," I picked myself up from the firm seat I sat on, looking over to Lucas with his eyes glancing over to me. "What?!" I snapped, as started in wonder. He laid his pale eyes off to a wall, then to a refection in the mirror laid in out dorm. It was time. I packed all of my clothes up one by one quickly, as Lucas did slowly without looking at what he was doing.

"Sorry," I coldly apologized from me snapping at him, and he smiled in a happy reaction. "Don't be too sure of yourself," I grinned, holding a green sweat shirt in my sweaty palms. Soon enough, my clothes were all packed, but as expected, Lucas's wasn't. I hadn't a care in the world to help him with packing, he was barely done, after all. He sighed, feeling my reaction of stopping to pack. "Done already?" he questioned in a sad manner, wishing me not to go already.

"Yes," I replied, as he laid his head on his chest. "Co-could you help me?" I looked down and up, thinking about the offer given. "And what would you give me in return?" I asked, smiling lightly.

Lucas stuttered, "A-all my swe-sweets." "Good enough," I sighed, going across the room to help him. In minutes, which felt like seconds, I was done packing his clothes. "Okay then, lets go to the train," I sighed, as we skipped off in the Slytherin hall ways. We then made it to the loud, cheerful crowd of all the houses mixed together. I pushed around with Lucas to find Asia fiddling around with some Ravenclaws that seemed to annoy her. I saw Ace, too, but he didn't seem so happy. I rushed over to her, when we were about to board the train. I was awfully happy, a feeling I hadn't felt in a rather long while.

"Alright then," Prof. McGongal said, about to lead us off to the train, "have a great train ride!" she said enthusiastic to have finally gotten us off her chest. "Bye!" said a crowd of at least 100 children making loads of noises. We headed off to the train with Asia, while rest of the Ravenclaws said good bye to their teachers. I was rather happy to have them gone for at least a little while. We boarded the train, all made up in our robes. Asia sat with us in our Slytherin compartment.

So, my sister HELPED me with this chapter...………..*this betta be good* hope y'all enjoyed! I also realized that I made a mistake...so I had to edit it...sorry there wasn't a lot of the train scene. I forgot that the story took place in the train, and I realized I had no money to pay my sister to write a whole other thing, so I wrote as much as I could!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 15

Thu, 01 Nov 2018 08:09:10 +0000

Silens I Chapter 15

What does it feel like to be left out?

Like a snake coiling around your heart, which grows harder and turns into stone.

Nothing can heal it

Nothing can heal

Your heart of amber

Encasing what you once held dear

And now has only killed them.

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But the venom from the snakes

from the blue-eyed snakes that I call

my friends

have only made me take life seriously

and begin to dissolved my heart of amber

ever since I saw them

I realized

I'm not alone

and that

maybe

just maybe

I can help them change

and then change with them

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I stood outside the window,

on the grass,

watching the kids play,

and thought,

they haven't been hurt and they never will be.

But when I am, my heart will only shatter.

The amber will break,

and all of the emotions encased inside

will finally be free.

The end of the school year was steadily approaching. I kept on teaching Toby and kept on being taught. The leaves had turned fully and most of the trees around Hogwarts had lost them. Over Halloween, nothing eventful happened except the ghosts trying to share creepy death stories from friends with the students. The scariest one I heard was about a witch whose heart got torn out, thrown into a fire, and left to die. The witch was called Heartless Havard (her last name) and she took the trouble to come from Wiltshire and tell us the story. At my looks of disgust, she grinned.

The only other important thing, besides the feast, was the announcement of a dangerous man scouting around Hogsmeade. John Handison I think they said. McGonagal said a short little thing about him, then told us if the situation got worse protection measures would be taken. "For your safety," was the only reason she gave.

As Christmas break drew closer, I wrote again to Mum. It was a chilly morning when I woke up, again a weekend. By the way, my weeks were as boring as ever. McGonagal had called in Wyvern Moody to help me with all my subjects (ya right, 'help me') but it wasn't going anywhere. I complained, and she said she'd try to find a suitable candidate after Christmas ended.

Here's the letter:

Dear Mum,

Things have been going ok. Tom and Lucas are good friends. In fact, they're basically my only friends at this point. I can't really figure it out, but something odd is happening here at school.

Oh! Yesterday a Daily Prophet reporter came by. He said he'd come back today. Any tips on deterring them? It annoys me.

Last thing: I'm having private lessons with a complete idiot: Wyvern Moody. Seriously who named himself that?! Gah…

Hope anything's good at home.

Your pygmypuff,

Asia!

I sealed the letter up, realizing how dull it would sound, but I didn't care. It was the last weekend before break, so basically, since it was a Saturday, tomorrow we would be heading back home. I hadn't seen Tom but twice before this time, but I had seen Lucas mostly every day.

I walked into the courtyard, which was empty except for some shady 7th Years hanging out near the fountain. I recognized one of them to be Ace, because Tom had pointed him out to me a few times before. Ace was chillingly dark in my opinion. To some he might have been attractive, I guess, but he was too... goth for me. Too much black.

He turned.

"If it's not Asia, the little studious bookworm," he said. It was the first time I had heard him talk.

I looked at his coldly.

"Hm. I guess being smart renders you dumb," he said, with a smirk, referring to the fact I wasn't talking. People who can't talk are called "dumb" people, but I don't agree with that. His friends smiled in the background at his "clever" wordplay.

"I heard you've already passed your O.W.L.S," he said. It was true, I had taken them on Halloween as like a challenge. McGonagal had suggested it, and I passed with nearly a perfect score. I told her I'd take them again when I was older just so I could get a perfect score, but she had I had passed, and it was done.

"Yep," I said coldly. "And how about you? How old were you when you finally passed?"

"The average age for taking them," he said.

"That's great. Just means you're as average as everyone else. Now stop bothering me." I turned away but he didn't relent on his teasing.

They say every Slytherin knows dark magic. I knew that wasn't true, after all, for all I know, Lucas can't use it. But Lucas could be an exception to that rule.

Ace's dark eyes went milky white, glazed like a zombie's. He stretched out his hand, black and green coils snaking their way up his arm and into his hand. His friends stopped laughing and watched with fright.

"I'm not average," he said, at least that's what I thought.

I looked around: no one was looking out the window, no one else was in the courtyard. I turned and faced him square on. "You'll be sorry if you do that," I said. "I'm special in more ways than just one, you know."

"And how's that?" he sneered.

I stretched out my arm and coils wrapped their way up my arm. Green and black, just like his. He hesitated, but finally whipped out his wand to yell the incantations for some horrible magic. He missed with his spell, since I leaped out the way.

Then he went again. This time it hit me.

Almost.

"Huh? What happened?" Ace said, twirling around.

I laughed, slinking along the floor, my tail held high. I turned in a spin, and turned back to human again. Ace had panicked, thinking he had cursed me into nonexistence. He was much taller than me, so I hid behind him as he panicked. His friends pointed me out, and he panicked again: it was more of a comedy show than a life-or-death-battle.

At least, it had been until up to this point.

He had spotted me, and without saying a word, he whipped his wand in a downward spiral. I stayed frozen, waiting. On the ground, veins of green starting inching towards me. I leaped out of the way as they faded.

I glanced at the window. Someone was there. Someone with white-blond hair and ice-pale skin.

The courtyard became flashes of green as Ace attempted hit me with his spells. He was clumsy, and wasn't aiming right, but they were hard to dodge in themselves. No one had noticed yet. I was starting to get worried, his spells were getting more and more on target.

"PROTEGO!" I shouted experimentally. It did nothing against his spells. Now, it seemed to be a game. He was regaining his composure, and getting much more elegant with aiming and hitting.

Finally, I raised my hand, pointed my wand dead center at him, and muttered a few words.

"ASIA!"

It was Tom and Lucas, Lucas running blindly along behind Tom. As they approached me, my spell hit Ace dead center, knocking him out. I looked at them and said,

"Hiyya guys!"

Tom scowled. "What the heck are you doing?"

"Your roommate tried to pick a fight with me," I said.

Ace's friends leaped forward. "You'll pay-" they shouted, but I stopped them.

"He's not dead, only knocked out. He'll come round in a few minutes."

He did, but when he woke he had no recollection of the events. I noticed that his eyes turned back to the blackish color they were. He only remembered teasing me and didn't remember the fight, and it hit me.

Was he hit with Imperio or something? Had someone been controlling him?

Ace sat there. "Hey," he said absently.

McGonagal stomped out. "ABERNATHY-LOVEGOOD!" she yelled. "WHAT THE H-"

"I think someone cast Imperio on him, Prof.!" I said. "His eyes were milky white and-"

She froze, like something had registered with her. She muttered, "Of course," and helped Ace up. "Come with me," she said to me, Tom and Lucas. "I think I've figured it out."

We looked at her blankly, but went.

This was going too fast for me. She had figured it out?

When we reached the Hospital Wing, McGonagal told us to come to her office when we got back from break. "Don't let this worry you, we have it under control." she said.

"Does it have anything to do with Handison?" asked Lucas out of nowhere.

McGonagal seemed stunned. "Yes, yes it does, but please don't try to pursue him. I don't want another Harry, Ron, and Hermione type accident," she said shortly, then let us leave.

Tom looked at me. "Why didn't you run?"

"Is Ace always like that?" I said over him.

"He's... a bit annoying." Tom said offhandedly, wrapping his cheap coat around him. It was freezing cold after all.

"Hm," I said.

We all thought long and hard. Something was wrong with Hogwarts, but we didn't know what yet.

"Are we gonna investigate?" I asked slyly.

"No!" said Lucas, "Don't get hurt!"

I looked at him and he seemed to be looking back at me. "Don't worry, if we stick together, we won't," I said, and Tom made a small little smirk.

"Okay," he said.

"We can talk about it more tomorrow on the train ride home," I said, and Tom nodded.

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Next chapter after Knight's will be the train ride, and the next will be the birthdays? No idea, LOL. Just freehanding over here, got this done in maybe 30mins? Los of ideas come first thing in the morning! Excited for your chapter Knight!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 13

Mon, 29 Oct 2018 09:44:38 +0000

Silens I Chapter 13

The world was shaky, everything was loud. And I felt nothing but pain.

Pain screamed in my head, but wrapped itself around my stomach and put to my chest, squeezing.

The boy had his arm wrapped around my nose and mouth, choking me.

I pulled, he tightened, and nothing was silent.

Screams filled the air. My screams, his laughs, my labored breathing, and his cheers.

The pain.

Make it stop.

He laughs again.

I cry again.

He doesn't let go..

The world went dark, everything was silent, and all I felt was pain.

The pain never lets go. If it did I wouldn't notice.

Cuz I've always had pain.

No one notices.

Not even the loud-mouthed Slytherin, or his quiet brother.

Not my parent.

I only notice, cuz I'm the only thing in their worlds that isn't real.

The week passed quickly. Everything was the same as before, except I didn't attend a lot of classes, I only went to D.A.T.D.A: otherwise I stayed in my dorm, studied, and went to lunch and break and everything as if actually attended. I taught Toby and he improved a little. Nice. He was a bit annoying though.

Tom and Lucas were doing fine. Lucas would sometimes visit me during breaks. I liked that cuz no one else would, but Lucas was blind, so he had a hard time walking up to Ravenclaw Tower. Lots of steps, steep ones, you know.

By the time Halloween came around, I had finished lots of homework and eaten lots of candy. I received letters from Mum, and from some people I didn't know. Basically, Daily Prophet reporters. Here's one of the letters one of these gossipy, horrible little sneaks wrote to me:

"Hello Ms. Abernathy-Lovegood:

Congrats on getting accepted to Hogwarts (we all knew you would). We will be visiting Hogwarts soon to interview you on the recent break-in on the Hogwarts Express. You are a valuable witch and your side of the story would be greatly valued.

Please let us gate crash your party and take pictures of your dorm, roommates, and other things at Hogwarts for a special section in the Prophet. Thank you and we will not take no for an answer.

Thank you in advance:

DR HUMBEESON

INTERVIEWER AT THE DAILY PROPHET"

Anyway just imagine that times ten. Also, this is the nicest request I have gotten from the Prophet in a long time. It's gonna be hard hiding my whereabouts now. Maybe I should ask McGonagal about it... maybe she can deter these annoying reporters who only want juicy love stories and mysterious and whatnot. One time, I was hanging out with Mum's friend's kid, Olly, and next thing I know, we are slapped across headlines proclaiming we are childhood sweethearts. I actually liked Olly, he's a very attractivish and sweet kid, a bit like Lucas more or less, but, really? That was last year. It hung over my head in every single letter I got from the Prophet, but it died down once I got accepted to Hogwarts. Anyway, Mum hid our existence so well that I was more or less old news, except I wasn't and people still managed to find our house and bang on the front door. Plus, I only did interviews for the Quibbler. Which was a whole more fun.

Anyway, enough about that.

I woke up, it was the 2nd weekend of the semester. I bolted up immediately, as someone had, again, left the window open. Most likely it was Abby. She did that a lot. I got up, barefoot, and closed the window with a snap. I turned around, realizing the door was open to the common room, and sighed, closing that too.

The dorm was empty except for me, I felt rather lonely. What was Tom and Lucas doing right now? They seemed to have it better, they had siblings, I didn't. At least, I didn't think so. I could have easily had more siblings before my parents died.

Sob story, my childhood wasn't very nice. My parents died when I was very young, I never met them, and plus, Mum adopted me when I was around 4 or 5. So, yeah. Tom and Lucas had a mum throughout their whole life, even though they didn't have a dad around. I decided I would write to Draco, I had written to him last week, something about his kids and Hermione, but it probably got lost in the mail. No matter, it was Tom and Lucas's job to reach out to him, not me.

"GET UP, GET UP, TIME TO GET UP," sang a house elf. Our house elf, Iggy, who would clean our House dorm and everything. He was very vocal, and loved talking about the battle on Hogwarts and his noble part in it (stabbing Death Eaters with kitchen knives, in the ankles). Very noble, Iggy, great job. That's sarcasm if you can't tell.

"Morning Iggy," I said.

"Oooh, morning Master Asia," he said, bowing. "It's your weekend, mind hearing a story about MY NOBLE SEIGE ON THE DEATH E-"

"No thanks, Iggy," I said, "I have somewhere to be today."

"And where's that?"

"Meeting up with some friends, you know," I said.

"The two Malfoy kids?"

"Yeah, who else?" I said. "And how'd you know?"

He touched his long hooklike nose. He looked part goblin, but it would've been rude to say that. After all, he was quite a nice elf compared to some I had met. He winked as if to say it was his secret about how he did it, then he said, "I would've expected you to go meet a boy you liked," he said, "You seem that type of girl."

"I'll kick you across the room if you say that again," I said. It wasn't mean, but everyone had said that to Iggy at one point in their Hogwarts attendance, and Iggy took pride in that.

"I have ticked off my 1 millionth student," he said, grinning.

I grabbed my bag and walked down to the Whomping Willow. I had told Tom and Lucas to meet me there.

They were late, once again. They sat down and we began talking.

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That's the next chapter! Knight, you can write out the convo cuz you said you wanted to write a part with Asia, so you can do it in your next chapter! Looking forward and sorry so short, I was busy today!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 11

Fri, 26 Oct 2018 10:27:30 +0000

Silens I Chapter 11

Before I begin, I want to say: thanks everyone for reading this! WE ARE ON CHAPTER 11!!! And Knight, I decided to write Chapter 11 for you! I think you're straining yourself, so Imma help you. I am the coauthor, after all. So! Hope you enjoy, and here, a little peak into Asia's head, like Knight did with Tom. Thanks for reading, and I hope you'll cont. to read as long as we write this story!

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Stop, don't say a word. Just keep moving, they won't know what's wrong if you never let them.

Just keep running. If they can't keep up, they'll never, ever see your true hurt.

They'll never know if you hide behind books, if you keep working so hard you never have to see them again.

Just move.

Don't tell them the truth.They'll never accept you. You may have told someone the truth- but that was only half the truth, the part they wouldn't judge you so harshly about.

Everyone has problems. Don't let them see yours.

Never... never... never open up.

If you do, the ones you love will only hurt you.

Like... like they did last time.

Like they've always done.

Like they always will do.

Just keep running, away from your friends.

Away from your problems.

Away from the dark.

But it only catches up again, to bite at your heels like a cat playing with it's prey.You should be that cat.

But it never lets go. It only keeps on. It keeps running right with you.

It will only keep coming, and you will never escape.

There's no way out.

No one can save you.

You're left to struggle alone.

But maybe, if you become the struggle...

if you become the evil you so struggle against...

you may have a chance.

But then you'll be lost.

You'll be lost to everyone.

Even...even yourself.

"ASIA!"

"Huh?" I said, looking up and around so quickly my neck cracked. "Ow..." I said, and Tom poked me.

I had just realized something, that Tom, Lucas, and I were sharing Potions. Huh? Oh, I had forgotten. Prof. McGonagal had messed up on the schedules and had to scribble something new on each of the first year students' schedules. Which was a hassle I am sure. Anyway, Tom and Lucas were sitting at my table, Prof. Doladure was going around making people sign in. I signed in, then took a long, hard stare at Tom. He caught me, hissing,

"What?!"

"You-" I said, but I was cut off. I was about to comment about something I have since forgotten, but oh well.

We sat down.

Potions was boring, mashing stuff up and trying to balance and everything. This was obviously one of Tom's strong points, he was excelling in everything that came his way, including complex questions. I answered the more difficult questions that I knew Doladure was asking for my sake- McGonagal had obviously told her about me. I took my homework, and we all left the class. Tom stayed behind for a few minutes for something, it might have been to talk to Doladure.

Sighing, I helped pull Lucas along to Defense Against the Dark Arts. Tom came up behind us and sat down with us once we had all signed in.

We were now sharing 3 classes with the Slytherins, Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and History of Magic.

"Okay," I said, quite annoyed at the fact that the teacher hadn't appeared yet.

"Where's Prof. Moody?" said someone, a timid little Slytherin. She was wiping her eyes on her sleeves, allergies maybe?

"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-M HHHHHHHHHHHHHH-ERE!" said a man, sliding into the classroom. He looked at his students with an eager look on his face, and he began talking. "WELCOME to your first year of DATDA!" he said, saying the acronym as one word, 'Dat-da'. Sorta like 'ta-ta' but stranger. "I will be teaching you how to defend yourselves against even the evilest werewolf, the most screamy Banshee, the most rotten leprechaun, and the most horrible pixie, and the-"

"We get it," I said, "Can you tell us your name?"

"I???? I am the world-famous WYVERN MOODY!" he said, grinning. "NEPFEW OF THE DECEASED ALASTOR MOODY!"

"Wyvern?" muttered Tom.

"Yes, young sir! My actual name isn't as cool, so I use a cool word," he said, winking. "And I know your name, isn't it Tim Mal-"

"Tom," I corrected quickly, stepping in for Tom.

"You're Annie Aber-"

"Asia," said Tom hastily, stepping in for me.

"Oh, yes." said Wyvern a little breathily. "Sorry, children. ANYWAY!"

He began teaching. DATDA was a bit more interesting, so I listened a bit more than usual. Nothing much happened, however, until we were called up to demonstrate spells. I went up after Tom, did fine, and was grateful that none of us (being Tom, Lucas, and me) slipped up and accidently used dark magic (though I wasn't sure if Lucas could).

I sighed at the end of class, and we all headed off to dinner.

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Sorry it's so short! Hope you liked it. I think for our next chapters, Knight, you could write something that extends the story at the end of your chapter and then I can add that in my next chapter. Hope that's understandable. Also, haven't been able to get on KidzNet, so sorry if I haven't responded to anyone!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 10:

Thu, 25 Oct 2018 20:42:00 +0000

Silens I Chapter 10

If you ever looked to find things, you'll look to find in peculiar places. Like a room filled with hope, or a house filled with only sorrow. Somethings we regret most in life might just leave us to constant pondering, and wishing there was always a way to get out-to get out. Regret came bring us many sorrows, telling us to stop it. Only to feel like someone is out there, but there truly not, or at least in a tiny bubble that you keep yourself in. You look in the mirror, you look like your hurting, with tears running down your face, and your eyes red, your heart beating faster by the moment. In real life, it's only a hidden dream. You wish they could see your hurting, but they can't. You hate them for it, but the only person you hate for it is you. You seem to tell yourself it's okay, but your different, too different. You can't see the people around you, your blinded by the fact you'll never be like the person you father loves most, a boy that's pure. Someone you'll never be. You lie to yourself, always trying to act tough on the outside, why you cry on the inside. You act like all your decisions are worth the cost, but your just pitiful. This is why they don't love you. They. All they see is a pureblood jerk, that pretends they aren't souls lying around in an empty room, with only people that stare into the walls. "It's been a long day," you say to yourself, continuing to torture that part of you that just wants to be loved. You look at yourself once more, looking at that paper you had to return, a note you were too afraid to give. A fight you were too afraid to fight. You sit down alone in an empty chair, as you trickle your thoughts down a well that is overflowing, but with no water pouring out on the outside. It seems impossible for that to happen. It seemed you were okay, at a decent amount of time. Not even your closest demons see this side of you, just that one side that taunts you. "But it's not over yet," you say again, getting up from the chair you were left on to cry alone. You look at your wand, taking it, pulling it closer to you, whispering dark magic that imitates happiness in so many ways. Something that makes you want more, but never have more. Magic that hurts not the monster, but you. You can't choose which side, you know you'll be happier on the side that tells you your going to be happy, but you have to choose the side that tells your fine, but it has no proof. Proof. The wall you've been looking at for days now keep you restless, just another class to attend. To fake. You can always choose, this is what it's always about. Choose your friends and die, choose happiness and live forever. The first one seems so painful, so heart breaking that you'll never be able to realize it. What? Nobody knows, not even I, not a girl that stands tall when she's the most weak, not the boy that wishes everyone to be happy just so he could be happy, not the boy that pretends to hate others that he cares about the most. You-

"What are you doing?" I dropped the pen that I held firmly in my hand, looking over to Lucas standing tall with his thoughts all messed up. "You've been writing for hours," Lucas continued, as I laid silent, looking at my paper. "How do you know what I'm doing?" I asked, looking at him, with bags under my eyes, slowly turning over my head. "I heard the pen move rather quick," he said, coming closer to me. I sighed, "You can leave now," I said, as Lucas came closer, but slowly. "But, classes start soon," Lucas was dressed in his robe, as I was dressed in a black sweater, slightly baggy black paints, and coat, mostly because it was cold out, or inside to say the least.

I was at the desk with a big, wooden chair under the Slytherin logo, it was a wonderful dorm compared the other small dorms. This one wasn't big, though it wasn't small either. "So?" asked Lucas, as I picked my pen up, covering my wizarding notebook that I saved up for years. Lucas would always question me why I didn't use my wizarding notebook for the letters I sent Asia, but it was mostly because the dusty book was much too precious to me. I spent years getting money for it, and Mum couldn't ever usually give me allowance, mostly because we were poor at the time, well, always. Even though Mum had a good job at the Ministry of Magic, the expenses for stuff like wizarding books, wizarding trinkets, wands, trips, etc, and all other things necessary for survival in the wizarding world.

I don't ever remember Father ever deciding to help us with food, child support, and many other things, but of course, he does have another child. Scorpius Malfoy, born 2005, a pureblood. A pureblood, something I was not. It pained me to know my father never had the courage to love me enough, but the courage to raise another child that wasn't me. If I could even call it courage. Mum would hate me to call Father a coward, she despises that word to be thrown that anyone, even the man she loved more than me.

I laid all that thinking in my head to realize the time, neither did I realize Lucas wasn't here anymore. He left hours ago, and I was too busy caught up in tearful lies. "Tom," I heard Ace shout, troubling my heart, as it pounded. "Your missing class, mate!" He sort of taunted, as I was alarmed. I ran down the halls, heading towards the class room with my head raised up high.

First class, Transfiguration. "Oi, you late!" yelled Prof. Glentoburg. "Sorry, Prof. Glentoburg," I said rather silent, I don't think he heard me clearly.

"Fine, mate, just sit down would ya?" The teacher was rather nice, and wasn't too harsh. "Thanks," I said, looking at Lucas talking to some boy named Grant. It wasn't of me to ease drop, after all, it was my brother. "So, you a second or third year?" Grant asked, as Lucas was silent, but then responded, "First."

"I'm first too! Although, I always wanted to learn a head of time, you know? But, I was far too lazy, and my mother wasn't too keen on the decision to over working me." Grant smiled, and waved his wand around like an utter idiot. Lucas smiled too, but had the urge to correct him. "Actually, I can feel you movements, they're all wrong," he said, taking his wand out. He swished it gracefully, making elegant blue waves flow out of his wand.

"Wow! You sure know magic!" He yelled for the whole class to here. "Ya," Lucas said silently. I then decided to come over and see what they were doing, even though I knew already. "Hello, I'm Tom," I said to Grant.

"I'm Gra-" I stopped him, "Nice to meet you, Grant," I said professionally. "How'd you know my name?" he grinned almost, but I just looked at his uniform, a Hufflepuff. "I think me and Lucas have to go. Plus, I know everyone's name here," I confidently said, grabbing Lucas, pulling him over to a Slytherin group of fourth yearers. They didn't mind us, we were Slytherin in all.

"Look," I continued in an angry tone of voice, "we don't go talking around with muggleborns! And not Hufflepuff's, for sure!" I snapped, as Lucas looked a little hurt. "I didn't know," his head was tilted down. I sighed, calming down. "That's alright, let's go to out second class then."

Me and Lucas headed of to charms together. We walked in the charms doors, seeing Prof. Flitwick and some older kids. I saw Asia walk out of the class, but I don't think she saw us. "Hello, Prof. Flitwick," me and Lucas said at the same time. "Hello, Tom and Lucius?" Prof. Flitwick said, questioning a bit. "Lucas," I corrected. "Oh, sorry," he apologized. "Well, sit down, you all have assigned seats. You should look at the upper corner by the flower vase," he pointed a dead flower, "and there should be piles of paper assigning your seats with your name and dorm number. This class is a bit different from the others, or at least the ones with more Slytherins and Gryffindor's than Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaws, okay Tom and Lucas?" "Of course," I said,

looking at the dead flowers.

"Good, just to make sure you know your dorm. If not, no worries. I will sort that out as soon as I can." He said, sitting in his seat, slowly sitting down. "I remember, no problem," I said, ensuring the talkative man. "Who's you roommate? Also sort by that, if possible. Ace was it? Nice kid, use to give me treats before he started his emo phase," he said, looking through names of old students that were in Hogwarts years ago. One name he flipped through, Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger, roommates in 1997, with dusty old paper of Mum's old exams.

"What are you waiting for? Sign in! Oh, I forgot, please sign your name in, the both of you," he smiled, pushing us over to where we needed to sign in. I searched for our dorm number, and our corridor number, 345 and 567. "Here!" I pointed to our numbers, near Ace's name. I signed my name down near a tiny box, and so did Lucas.

Charm's Students Class 2, First Year List

Lucy Moondice----First Year

_Lucy Moondice_

Lucas Malfoy----First year

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Tom Malfoy----First Year----Advanced Class

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I wrote down my name, Tom Malfoy, and so did Lucas, but rather messily instead of nice cursive, LUCAS MALFOY. "Let's sit, I guess," I said, looking at my seat number, 2, and Lucas's, 5. "Yours is five," I said, "I'll lead you there." I walked pass my seat, sitting Lucas down, then heading off to my seat. "Good, good, class has started!" said Prof. Flitwick, as a bell rang, and two other sleepy students ran in. Ones name was Icy, well, her nickname. She was a Ravenclaw, but surprisingly wasn't in first class, which was the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff one. "Alright, seems were all here! And Ice, your late," Flitwick grinned, but Icy had tears falling down her face.

"What happened now?" asked one blond hair girl, a Gryffindor. "Just a dream," she responded.

We went on with class, and it was then happily over.

Finally, break.

Lucas rushed out, as I just looked disappointed. "Go on with out me," I sighed. "Okay!" he smiled. I walked down the halls, fiddling with my wand, smiling. I swished my wand in the air, as it flew up. I then heard violent steps, and stopped. "Hello," I was startled. I looked behind me, Prof. McGonagal said. "I don't want you getting into anymore trouble," she continued, "go on with Lucas. " "Of course," I said, heading over to the Great Hall, where break would be held. I saw Lucas talking to Asia, and I was a bit tired from classes.

Hello, just want to say that please read Gemheart's part of the part of the story to get this part. I am honestly very tired, and don't have time to repeat the same steps she had done. Thanks for reading and continue enjoying! Here is the link to her part of the story (chapter nine), so you can get what happens on this part. Then come back and enjoy the rest!

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Next class after break, potions. I walked in the halls with Lucas following me, and I followed Asia. We were in class, Prof. Doladure. "Hello, class! Please sign in. Your name shall be signed in over there," she pointed to one sheet of paper. "Okay," all three of us said. We all signed in, as Asia just stared at me. "What?!" I hissed. "You-" she was cut off as the teacher demanded is to come to our seats. I sat down, and Lucas as well as Asia sat down in their seats, right next to mine.

So, here's another chapter! I hope you enjoyed, and super sorry for grammar, spelling mistakes, and of course messing a few stuff up! I hope you enjoyed! This was 4 hours of hard core writing to make, so I hope you liked it, and it turns out long cause I worked hard for this chapter LOL

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Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 9:

Wed, 24 Oct 2018 10:36:38 +0000

Silens I Chapter 9

I chewed on my quill tip, knowing that it would severely damage it. Tom had just sent off a letter to me. I could tell it was torn from the page of a Muggle journal. I grinned. I used Muggle journals quite a lot because I love to write poems and stories in my downtime, in fact, I had journals full of them back home.

I began to read his note:

Hello Asia,

Cool! My child hood was good. Although, just recently my half brother was born, and it seemed to sorta destroy it a little. I never met my dad before, well, when I was little & all, but I want to see him when I'm older, like now. There's nothing interesting about me! Although, you seem to have a fun-filled life!

Thanks,

Tom & Lucas

To me, it seemed that Tom (I could tell it was his writing) was nicer in script then in real life. I sighed, hoping that soon I would get to know Tom enough so that he would be relatively nicer. Then I began to write a short note back.

Tom and Lucas,

That's nice! Well, not the half-brother part, but you get my gist. At least I hope you do! I'm sure there are lots of interesting things about you, but I'll let you keep it to yourself! Oh, and I wouldn't exactly call it fun-filled. It's stressful cuz now everyone expects so much and I'm not exactly perfect.

Meet me during lunch: I have something to give you, not Droobles gum but you'll see!\

-Asia

"Hey?" said someone behind me, "who are you writing to?"

"Huh?" I said, frightened. It was only Johnson, who had come by to sit beside me at the Ravenclaw table. He snuck a peek and then grinned like a Chesire cat, smiling his unhumanly like smile once again. He was really creeping me out, I mean, like a ton.

"The Malfoy twins?" he said. "The kid with the scar, Tim-"

"Tom," I corrected.

"Whatever, he got caught dueling with a Gryffindor 3rd year," Johnson said. "You don't go near him, even if you're a master at spells. I heard he has nasty, dark-magic tricks up his sleeve."

"So do I," I thought. Of course, first day and Tom had already started fighting. He reminded me slightly of Harry Potter, who my mother knew well. They were good friends and I had met him on occasion.

"You better get off to Charms," Johnson said. "Knock 'em dead!"

"You better hope not," I said in a low whisper. I walked off to Charms, swinging my bag in unison with my arms as I walked. My first class. I better not mess this up.

"Ms. Abernathy-Lovegood," said Prof. Flitwick. He was smiling and he leaped off his books to shake my hand. Wow, I'm getting the Harry Potter treatment. Great, should've asked him how he dealt with it.

"Hello, Prof. Flitwick," I said a little hesitantly, he was my Head of House after all.

"Okay, take your seats," he said, and everyone did. Ravenclaw shared their morning routine with Hufflepuff (Charms and Transfiguration). I groaned slightly, and did, pulling out my wand and setting it on the desk. The class droned on and on, Flitwick didn't teach me anything new. I followed along, but when I was told to try a spell, I would and wouldn't make a signal mistake, which I could tell dampened the other students' moods.

"Ms Abernathy-Lovegood," said Flitwick. "Where did you learn to use a wand like that?"

The truth is, Mum had started teaching me from a young age. When I was 5 (which is quite young, I know), she let me use her wand to practice very simple first-year spells cuz I showed a natural interest in her using magic. She also thought it would be a good start to help me control my dark magic. As I got older and mastered more spells, she taught me more. By the time I was 7, I had a 5th-year's usage of spells under my belt, and when I was 8 I had a 7-year's. When Mum needed help, she'd call on Hermione, though I hardly remember her coming to help but once or twice. I'm guessing because of her kids being young. I still don't know a lot of destructive spells, because Mum only practiced ones like Reducto and Bombaria with me, ones that we could use outside in a small area, but she says I'll do just fine when I finally do learn them.

"My Mum," I said shortly. He didn't ask any more questions, and I was glad.

Class ended and we trasped along to our next one with the Hufflepuffs. One of them, a boy, was staring rudely at me, not in a mean manner but in a manner that more or less had awe in it. As we approached the Transfiguration class, the boy said to me in a voice that was shaky,

"Wow! How'd you do that?! I haven't cast a spell in my life!"

"What's your name?" I asked off handedly.

"Toby! Toby Caim!" he said. I nodded, the Caims were a halfblood family with more squibs in it than actual wizards. Mum was friends with one of them, but not good enough friends for me to meet them, Mum could be protective even though her parenting tended to be loose and peculiar, like her. "C-can you tutor me?" he asked, "I'm terrible at spells, and that's the core of a wizard's education!!!"

I kept on walking, thinking. My robes swished around as we passed an open window that Peeves had obviously opened to make the passing students chilly. I ignored it. "Well," I said, 'I'm not much of a teacher..."

"Oh, please?" he said, sounding breathy and rather desperate.

'Okay, where would you like to meet?" I said, not very keen on the idea of teaching a Hufflepuff.

"How about the courtyard on... Thursdays?" Toby said, happily checking his schedule. "During the break before dinner?"

I checked my schedule. All of the first years, regardless of House, had the same breaks, lunch, and dinner times. "Okay," I said. It was a Tuesday, so I still had 2 days before then. "See you then," I said.

"Okay!" Toby said happily.

We reached Transfiguration. It was the same story as Charms, except Prof. McGonagal called me to her at the end of the lesson.

"Ms. Abernathy-Lovegood," she said, "I suggest that you don't attend class for subjects you are way ahead of, like Charms and my class. You can attend after-school private lessons and the professors will teach you on your level. You are too ahead of the other students, I am afraid that will affect their learning. Do you understand?"

I nodded, a little ashamed, though there was nothing really to be ashamed of.

""After dinner, I want you to go to your Head of House's office to assess your situation. Until then, please attend the rest of your classes, and do whatever else your schedule tells you."

I nodded again. "Why can't you talk to me?"

"Because I have to deal with Tom Malfoy, also I am not your Head of House." she said snappishly.

"Yes, ma'am," I said.

"You may leave," McGonagal said.

Toby had waited for me even though our schedule was different once the break was over. "What was that about?"

"Something I don't wanna talk about," I said harshly. I felt rather proud, but I knew Mum would be a little disappointed because this meant I couldn't learn with other students like she did. I wouldn't be able to have many friends. I made up my mind to purposely slack in a few subjects, even though I was decent at all of them.

During the break, I didn't see Tom but I saw Lucas. I walked over to him.

"Hey, Lucas," I said loudly so he'd hear me. Tom walked in as Lucas responded,

"H-hello Asia!"

"How'd it go?" I asked Tom as I sat down on the fountain.

He shrugged.

"I heard you got in a fight," I said seriously. "It's your first day, are you trying to develop a violent reputation?"

"It was a mudblood," said Tom, "and he was annoying me. Wouldn't you do the same?"

"Yeah, but I'd prank him or something and get away without getting expelled," I said. A look of annoyance flitted over his face.

"You wouldn't understand," he said.

"I do, Muggles used to bully me, rememeber?," I said. "Plus, your Mum's a muggleborn. How come you hate them then?"

"Shush," he said like a hiss, as if someone would overhear. "Anyway, got your note, what'd you want to give us?"

"I'm saving it for lunch," I said. "What's your next subject?"

"Potions," said Lucas out of the blue.

"I think we share Defense Against the Dark Arts ad History of Magic," I said quickly, "so, at least I'll see you then."

"Okay." said Tom, a little offhandedly. "See you then."

The bell rang and everyone in the courtyard dispersed. I waved, and ran off to my next subject, which was Herbology.

Which was the same a everything else, nothing eventful. Though I did actually learn in this one, because plants weren't my strong point, which made Prof. Sprout happy to know she could teach me. Gryffindor was sharing our classes for Herbology and Potions, but that was all. Ravenclaw shared with Slytherin for everything else. I believe Sytherin shared their first two classes with Gryffindor, then their next with Hufflepuff, then Ravenclaw with the last.

As lunch approached, I got hungrier and hungrier, which was normal. I never ate enough at breakfast anyway, then usually skipped lunch, so dinner was the only full meal I would usually get. Back at home, Mum would always ask, 'Did you eat lunch?' and if I said no, she's bombard me until I finally did. This time I decided to actually eat, it would help with getting through the day.

Tom and Lucas were late to lunch. I wondered if Potions, which was their subject before lunch, was running a bit late. Finally they arrived. I wasn't sure if Tom had been actually attending class or not, as he had been expelled by McGonagal, or at least that was what I heard.

"So, what do you want to show us?" Tom said, walking over to the Ravenclaw table with Lucas tagging along.

I pulled out a book out of my bag and handed it to him. He looked confused until he looked down at the title.

Ways to Control Dark Magic.

"Thought it may be useful but I don't think you want to control it," I said, hoisting my bag up on my bench. "Just in case. Plus, being able to control it can make it more powerful."

"How do you know that?" he said, like I didn't know what I was talking about.

"Cuz I'm just like you," I said in a low whisper. "I can control dark magic, but not very well. It seems to be a thing with purebloods." I said and left it at that, leaving Tom to think.

"Oh!" I said after a few minutes, "How was Potions? It's my next subject."

"It was f-fine," said Lucas.

"Nothing to worry about, right?" I said.

"No," said Lucas.

"Okay, good,: I said, and continued eating as they returned to their table and began talking to their classmates.

A long time passed until it was finally time for Potions. I got up and went, some of the Gryffindors began complaining. I guess they had heard bad things about potions, I had no idea. The bell rang as I waited outside the door, waiting for everyone else to join me.

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Thanks for reading, sorry about any typos! I went through half the day here so Knight can do Tom/Lucas's POV as their first half as I did with Asia. Chap 11/12 will be the next half of the day and everything. Also, I don't think we will be going through every day (obvi) so we will do timeskips that span a few weeks or so. Since Christmas break is the first long break coming up in the story, we will prob do that rather in Chapters 13/14 OR Chapters 15/16, it just depends. Comment below if you liked it, it helps develop our story because we want you guys to have a say! Thanks again! Looking forward to your chapter, Knight!!!

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 7:

Tue, 23 Oct 2018 09:56:46 +0000

Silens I Chapter 7

When I woke up, I had a fleeting memory of being back home, a feeling of comfort almost. The air felt the same, the same cool, crisp September air as before. But when I opened by eyes, the blue colors of my dorm came swimming back. I groaned and sat up. The smells of breakfast only reminded me of the hunger I had felt as I had tried to go to sleep the night before.

"Wake up, Asia!" said Liza.

"First day of school!" squealed Abby.

I sighed and rolled off the four poster bed. I stood up and pulled my robe on, sticking my wand into my breast pocket and grabbing my rather plain messenger bag. Mum had begged me to decorate it. She said it was too boring and had tried to stick trinkets on it to make it flashier. That's where Mum and I part ways. We may be alike it many ways, but I'm not a very flashy or blingy person. Though Mum doesn't dress in bright colors and things, she doesn't do it for the attention, which I admire.

I read Tom and Lucas's note. It was messy and scrawled all over the place, but I could read it decently:

Hello Asia,

Today, I got to try new things! Many new things! It was really fun meeting a boy name Ace, in fact, he's our roommate in our corridor. Although, I haven't talked to him, he's very silent. Tom seems to act weird around him, but guessing that's normal behavior from Tom. What was one of your biggest achievements? Mine is to be able to write this letter. What's your favorite food? Mine is mashed potatoes. Where do you live? I live in Wiltshire, near the Malfoy manor. Do you have any siblings? I have a twin, a half brother that I've never met.

Have a great night,

Tom & Lucas

I smiled at the letter, knowing Lucas was writing because of how it was written and worded, and began to write back:

Tom and Lucas,

Ace seems interesting. Introduce him to me sometime. Just kidding!

My biggest achievement? Most people would say the award I got via the debate with the Ministry of Magic guy (the head of the Magical Law Enforcement) but I would say the first time I managed to score a goal in Quidditch. Not many people know I can play. Do you two like to play? If not, what do you like to play? I also like board games like traditional checkers, but making board games is fun too!

I like taffy, but it can get tiring. I like chicken (hot wings in particular) and ramen that Mum cooks on Saturdays.

It must be nice to see Malfoy Manor. Mum says that it's not though, cuz during Voldemort's last years she was held captive and that it wasn't a very nice experience. Oh, yeah, I live near London, but Mum hid our house from the Muggles cuz its a rather peculiar house. Daily Prophet people come to interview us so Mum has to provide them with a fake address somewhere near Wales, which is far away from London (at least I think it is, I'm not good at geography).

I have no idea if I have siblings that are actually related to me. You see, I'm from a family of Japanese purebloods (not a single Muggle married into the family), but when I was 2 my parents died. So I was put up for adoption. While in the orphanage, muggle boys would bully me pretty bad and that's why I'm not fond of muggles. During that time I learned I could turn into a cat (I was born an Animargus), so I could hide, but now I don't do it very often. I can also use a bit of dark magic cuz my parents were dark-magic users, but I am more or less sorta kinda happy they died cuz I don't want to be evil.

I am a jack of all trades, I guess!

How about you guys? How was your childhood?

Write soon,

Asia

"C'mon," said Liza, impatient. "Time to eat! I'm starving!"

"You can starve," I thought, annoyed, tying the letter to Tobby and sending it off , knowing Tom and Lucas would probably write back and I could see it at the end of the day if they sent it right after they got my note. But I kept that thought to myself and hoisted my bag around my shoulder, dashing from the dorm. At the staircase there was much laughing, and I realized the stairs to the girls' dorm had been dissolved into a slide. The perfect was yelling at a few 2nd years boys who were grinning mischievously.

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU KIDS TO NOT GO INTO THE GIRLS' DORMS?" Johnson was shrieking at them.

"Countless times," said one of the 2nd years. "It's fun going down the slide," said another. I guess they were just immature kids who hadn't had enough time on slides as toddlers or something and now craved it. I know, that sounds odd but it could've been plausible.

I slid down the slide and passed Johnson as he continued screaming. It was hurting my eardrums. That guy could scream like a banshee. No, correction. It was like he was part banshee. I passed Johnson and his horrible shrieks, and climbed down the staircase to get to the bottom of Ravenclaw tower. Once I was in the corridor, I walked to the Great Hall, and then went into it alone. The Ravenclaw table was empty, only a few kids were there this early in the morning, so I sat at the end nearest to the exit so I could see when Tom and Lucas entered. They were rather still sleeping or on their way to the Great Hall, I guessed. I hoped they would pop up soon, it was quite odd and somewhat lonely being in a semi-empty Great Hall compared to last night.

I waited, eating some toast and trying not to eat too much. Mum had always been strict about what I ate. Sure, I could eat whatever I wanted, but it had to be in moderation, so I wouldn't develop any food-borne illnesses. While I waited, Lucas and Tom came into the Hall. I waved, and I wasn't sure if they waved back or not, because the owls had just started to come in. An owl swooped over me, dropping a Quibbler onto my lap, along with a hefty package.

"Ow," I said; the package had something hard in it.

I waved over the owl. It was Mum's dad's owl. Xenophilus Lovegood, my grandfather, whom called Grandpa Xeno, or simply Xeno. The owl landed on my cup of orange juice, and I picked her up and put her on the table. "Here," I said, tying a letter to Mum on her leg. The letter basically talked about what had happened on the train, but I had purposely omitted the encounter with the man. Mum wouldn't have been exactly mad, but her next letter would have been full of questions and good-luck charms. I once went to a week long wizarding camp and I told her something that had happened and she wrote back an entire page full of questions and charms and everything.

I sent it off, and opened the package. "Oh, come on," I said. "I forgot my books," I realized, the book was advanced Charms, so if I had lost that that wouldn't have made much difference, but I did remember that prof. Flitwick had said he would tutor me and to bring the book.

Thanks Mum.

Anyway, after breakfast, Prof. McGonagal passed out lessons sheets to everyone. I read mine a little nervously.

8- 9:00: CHARMS (1 hr)

9- 10:00: TRANSFIGURATION (1 hr)

10- 11:30: BREAK (30 mins)

11:30- 12:30: HERBOLOGY (1 hr)

12:30- 1:30: LUNCH (1 hr)

1:30- 2:30: POTIONS (1 hr)

2:30- 3:30: DEFENSE AGANIST THE DARK ARTS (1 hr)

3:30-4:30: HISTORY OF MAGIC (1 hr)

4:30- 5:00: BREAK (30 mins)

5:00-7:00: DINNER (stays served for 2 hrs)

I groaned again. Why was History of Magic last? It should've been first, I could've gotten done with it a ton quicker, at least! I'd probably end up falling asleep or something.

The bell rang, signaling the first class. The entirety of the Great Hall stood up, and the students made their way to the first class of the year.

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Hope you enjoyed! Knight, when you create the next chapter, you have lots of time to have Tom and Lucas do things, LOL. Also you can create your own Sytherin first year schedule. At least have some of the subjects be shared by Ravenclaw and Sytherin, but you can pick and choose! Also, the next 2 chapter after this will be able their first classes, so the schedule is important. Also, Knight, if you finish the next chapter by 2 or 3 PM today I should be able to write the next one before I have to give up my computer to my mom (around 4 or 5).

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Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 5

Mon, 22 Oct 2018 15:48:08 +0000

Silens I Chapter 5

I took a deep breath. The crowd was noisy and I couldn't hear anyone over the noise, only my fellow Ravenclaws. The prefect came over to me and he grinned with renowed pleasure.

"Asia Abernathy-Lovegood?" he said. "I have heard a lot about you. Won an award from the Ministry, did you not?"

I smiled, but nervously. "That was years ago, and it wasn't really that important," I said, adjusting my robes and trying to act well-collected, but it was hard.

The perfect beamed, smiling so widely I couldn't believe he was human. "Not important? You got on the front page of the Daily Prophet! That is a big, I mean big, accomplishment. You even had Rita Skeeter spreading lies about you. Or at least I think they were lies. That doesn't happen to everyone, you know."

I nodded, knowing that it would be this way. I won an award when I was 8, 2 years ago, for mostly knowledge on spells. I was pitted against the head of the Magical Law Enforcement office, who was a genius on anything about spells, and he came out biting his lip and muttering angrily. The debate was even recorded for the Wizarding Wireless Network. It was a huge deal, and still is, in fact, they have reruns of the debate on the Network every once in while. I can bet that mostly everyone in the Great Hall with a wizard mum or dad has heard it once. Every day people would come around to Mum's house looking for me to interview, but she was smart, a pure Ravenclaw, and she made it look like we lived somewhere else. Basically, she would provide them with a fake address.

Anyway, enough about that. Every one who had at least one wizarding parent, no matter if they are muggleborn or not, know about that ordeal. Mostly, purebloods don't care but are impressed anyway. They keep that to themselves, though.

"So, have you already taken your O.W.L?" asked the perfect, grinning.

"Of course she hasn't, Johnson!" said a girl with a shriek-y voice that could be heard across the entire hall. "Of course she hasn't! I don't care if she won an award against the Magical Law Enforcement office, she's not smart enough to get O.W.L.S yet!" People were staring now. So was Tom from the Sytherin table. It looked like he had been talking to someone, but the girl had cut him off and perhaps scared him. Somehow I doubt that though.

"Excuse me?" I said. "Not smart enough? Why else would I be here in Ravenclaw then? I've passed the practice N.E.W.T.S with full marks, and those are above O.W.L.S. They're practice, I know, but I passed them."

The girl looked at me like Tom did when we first met on the Express. She looked only one year older than me, so that would make her 11 or 12. "Then," she said in her loud, annoying voice, "are you here, Ms. Smarty-Pants?"

"Cuz my Mum thinks I could learn more," I hissed. That wasn't at all true. Mum thinks I can learn a lot more, sure, but that wasn't the reason. She wants me to learn to control my dark magic when I take Defense Against the Dark Arts, but she does believe I can learn more in subjects I know little about, like Herbology and Divination.

Johnson, the perfect, hissed at the girl. "Emily," he said, "shush!"

I had had enough. "Excuse me," I said, and marched over to the Sytherin table, steam almost literally pouring out of my ears, grabbing a drumstick from the Ravenclaw table as I passed. I hadn't eaten at all that day, only the taffy, so I was starving.

"Hello," I said stiffly to Tom and Lucas, who were sitting at the end of their table, closest to the doors. I leaned against the edge. "I cant stand the Ravenclaw students, so will you guys agree to be my friends until I can find more?"

"So we're placeholders?" said Tom abruptly. He said it a bit angrily, but I didn't pick up on that.

"Yeah," I grinned, but mischievously, for the first time I had smiled at the two Malfoy kids. Of course, I was joking. I think Tom got the joke, though he wasn't very pleased, but Lucas did, who smiled.

"Sure," Tom said. "You're a pureblood, so you're fine by me. Just don't go kissing up to the mudbloods."

"Why would I do that?" I said. "I'm not too fond of muggleborns, you know." That seemed to surprised Tom. I guess he thought I was like the Weasleys, who loved Muggles and muggleborns alike. There are reasons why I do not like Muggles or their wizarding children.

"I'll leave you to chat with your House," I said, grinning. "Friends?" I said, extending my drumstick-free hand to Tom. No, it was not greasy. I keep everything in one hand and always leave the other free, and clean.

He looked at it for a minute, then said, "Fine." He shook my hand and watched me head back to the Ravenclaw table.

I was lucky. The feast had just ended, and I have just finished my drumstick. Our perfect called the Ravenclaws, as did the rest of the houses' perfects. I saw Sytherin's go out first with his pack of students, then Ravenclaw followed.

The perfect pointed out several things as we walked to Ravenclaw Tower. None of them were of much interest, because Mum's house was always filled with interesting trinkets and charms that rivaled Hogwarts'. When we got to the Tower, the perfect knocked on the Ravenclaw door knocker. He answered the question and told us we would be given a riddle as a password. If we couldn't solve it, go get a perfect.

I smiled.

We went in, the perfect began blabbing about everything. I paid no attention, Mum had already told me everything about what to expect and do. Then we were sent upstairs to our dorms.

I shared a dorm with 2 other first year girls. Abby and Liza, they were called. They were googling over me. I briefly considered stunning them, but I didn't want to land in detention. Not yet, anyway.

After I read a note Mum had sent (she had signed off her letter with "love you, my little pygmypuff" as always) I wrote a letter and sent it off with the perfect's owl Tobby to the Sytherin dorm that Tom and Lucas would be staying in. It said on it,

TOM & LUCAS:

Hey! This is Asia obviously. No one else would be writing to you right now, as it is the first day. Please read all of this, and read it to Lucas, though don't read it loud enough for others to hear, Tom. If you don't I have charmed this letter to chew at your hand until you do. It seems to me that you treat Lucas a bit offhandedly, it would be nice if you treated him like your brother, you know.

Anyway. I know you two are the kids of Hermione Granger, cuz Mum told me all about Hermione in a letter I just opened. So, you're not really a pureblood, but I get that you want to say you are one. I am smart, so please don't try to hide things from me. I know I should not be snooping in your business, but I'm curious. If you heard what people were saying earlier at the feast about me, then you got an idea of what I'm like.

Hopefully we get the same classes tomorrow when McGonagal chooses them. It would be nice to be able to be friends with you two. Maybe when you write back you can tell me more about you two. I'm trying to be your friend here, I've never really had friends before.

I 'll talk to you more tomorrow.

Please write back to me soon,

Asia

I got in bed and fell asleep quite quickly. Tomorrow was gonna be a big day, at least, I hoped so.

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Hope you liked it, and Knight, you got lots of openings in here to let Tom and Lucas talk! I am looking forward to what they do in their dorm, and everything. Also, if you want, you can have Tom/Lucas recall some of the debate Asia had on the WWN, and invent your own questions she answers. And maybe at the end, you can have Tom and Lucas write back (of course Tom would do the writing) before going to bed and Asia can read their note in my next chapter!

Silens I Information

Mon, 22 Oct 2018 12:02:01 +0000

CHAPTERS & BOOKS SO FAR:

SILENS I (BOOK 1: YEAR 1)

Asia Abernathy-Lovegood, halfblood Luna Lovegood's adoptive daughter, and Tom & Lucas Malfoy, the children of pureblood Draco Malfoy and muggleborn Hermione Granger, are going for their first year at Hogwarts! Asia, a street-smart and book-smart girl with many debate awards and knowledge beyond her peers, goes to Hogwarts with intentions of controlling her dark magic that she inherited from her now-dead pureblood Japanese parents. Tom, a born Slytherin with an uncanny aversion to muggleborns, and Lucas, his blind identical twin, are also going to Hogwarts due to similar reasons. When they meet on the Hogwarts Express, they are revealed to a mysterious man-- who seems to have his sights set on them.

Chapters 1-15: School. Chaps. 18-21: Christmas break. Chaps. 22-26 :School. Chaps. 27-28: Summer break.

CHAP.1: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35538/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-1 (BY GEM)

CHAP. 2: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35561/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-two (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP. 3: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35592/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-3 (BY GEM)

CHAP.4: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35632/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-4 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP. 5: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35669/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-5 (BY GEM)

CHAP.6: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35704/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-6 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP.7: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35783/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-7 (BY GEM)

CHAP.8: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35880/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-8 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP.9: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35938/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-9 (BY GEM)

CHAP.10: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36096/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-10 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP.11: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36126/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-11 (BY GEM)

CHAP.12: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36205/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-12 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP.13: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36324/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-12%3Cbr%3ENew (BY GEM)

CHAP.14: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36647/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-14 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP.15: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36662/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-15 (BY GEM)

CHAP.16: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36810/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-16 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP.17: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36869/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-17 (BY GEM)

CHAP.18: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36964/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-18 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP.19: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/36980/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-19 (BY GEM)

CHAP.20: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37096/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-20 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP. 21: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37129/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-21 (BY GEM)

CHAP. 22: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37168/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-22 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP:23: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37179/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-23 (BY GEM)

CHAP. 24: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37271/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-24 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP. 25: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37280/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-25 (BY GEM)

CHAP. 26: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37316/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-26 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP. 27: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37342/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-27 (BY GEM)

CHAP. 28: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37494/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-28 (BY KNIGHT)

CHAP. 29: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37515/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-29 (BY GEM)

CHAP. 30:https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/37627/silens-i-the-silent-trio-chapter-30-book-one (BY KNIGHT)

END OF BOOK 1.

Link to Book 2's content post: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/41066/silens-i-information-2

Please read KnightStar's and my fanfiction! We will write as many chapters as needed to write our OCs' HP history with satisfaction. As our story goes along I will post the chapter links here and as new books come out (new school years) I'll post them here as well.

Silens I ("The Silent Trio") Chapter 3:

Mon, 22 Oct 2018 09:25:37 +0000

Silens I Chapter 3

The boy was sitting beside what I figured was his brother- they were both identical, except that one of the boys had a small cut across his left eye. Well, his left, my right. He hadn't been the one that had spoken, it was the boy with a blank stare. He was obviously blind.

"Hi," I said slowly, and I sat down, trying not to disturb the blind kid. The one with the scar looked at me with distaste.

"Hello," he said roughly, "What is your name?"

"You needn't be so mean," I said, rolling my yellow eyes. Yes, they are yellow. Don't judge me, yellow is a brilliant color. Anyway.

"I'm Tom Malfoy," said the kid with the scar.

"I'm L-Lucas," said the blind kid. He was staring right through me, obviously focusing all his senses into listening to what I gonna say next.

"I'm Asia Abernathy, but I'm adopted, so my mother is Luna Lovegood," I said quickly, wringing my hands together. The nervousness was just setting in. The train had been moving for only about 15 minutes and I had already been hit with butterflies in my stomach.

"Y-you nervous?" asked Lucas.

"How can you tell?" I asked, hesitant. Lucas grinned a slight smile but did not answer. However, Tom began talking.

"When will the trolley lady be here? I want my Droobles gum," he said snappishly at me.

"Hey, don't blame me," I hissed back. "I don't control when the lunch lady comes and goes!"

Tom looked at me like no one had ever spoken to him like this before. He leaned forward, his face close to me and he said in a smooth voice, "What blood purity are you?" He said it like a threat. But maybe this was how he usually spoke to people, maybe he was on edge, maybe the nervousness was getting to him as it was to me. I'm not quick to judge, I try not to, at least.

"Pureblood," I spat. "What about you?"

There was no hesitancy in his answer as he leaned back in his seat. I was beginning to dislike him a little. "Pure," he said.

"Oh, really? Whose your mum?" I asked. I had only asked because I was growing increasingly annoyed at Tom.

Tom did not answer, but Lucas changed the subject. "What H-house are you hoping to get i-into to?"

"I... don't really care," I said quietly. "Just not Hufflepuff. What about you two?" I said, trying to redeem myself by acting friendly and not utterly annoyed at Tom. Lucas was fine with me so far, but Tom came across as cold, more or less.

"Sytherin," sad Tom promptly, but I did not hear Lucas's answer over the sound of the train shrieking on its track.

"What's happening?" I asked, bolting up.

"How am I supposed to know?" said Tom, right on cue.

I slid open the compartment door. A man was at the end of the train, a man who wasn't supposed to be there. I grabbed my wand, and snuck down the hall to see who it was. I could hear Tom say, 'Is she mental?!" as I inched closer to the figure, whose back was turned. People were screaming, and the conductor was shouting,

"Someone get a teacher! Anyone who can help, there's an intruder on the train!"

I inched out my wand from my Hogwarts robes. Bringing it up, I whispered,

"Perfectius totalus."

The man, who had been getting ready for a curse on a pair of 5th years in an otherwise empty compartment immediately froze. He fell forward with a thump. The 5th years stared at me. I knew what they were thinking: a first year? A first year saved us?

The man began to move. I looked down. My attempt must have been too weak. He began for his wand, and screamed at me,

"CRUCIO--"

But someone had pinned him down with a strain of black and green coils. Dark magic. I glanced around to see Tom with his wand up.

"Stop!" I said, and using my wand I whipped his magic off with my own dark magic, then twirled it around to bind Tom like a straightjacket. "If you do that, he'll only try to get you next! CONFUNDO!" I said, and the man was knocked out. Such an easy target. But why was he here? I usually would have knocked him out with a punch if he was a Muggle but this guy didn't look like the type who was weak enough for that. What was he hiding?

"I got him!" I yelled, the dark magic disappearing as the conductor raced down with some teachers who had decided to stay on the train to protect students.

"Abernathy-Lovegood?" said one. "Get away from that man this instant!" I did and the teacher stopped fussing.

"Everyone, you are safe, you may return to your compartments. The lunch lady will be around right after we get this man off of our train. Thank you for your patience and calmness." said the conductor over the P.A.

They took the man with them, and I went back to our compartment.

"Are you mental?!" Tom and I screamed at each other at the same time. "Using dark magic?!" I said. "Going after a man you don't know whose gonna hurt you?" Tom said. We were angry at each other, but I doubt it was because we cared about the other.

"D-don't do that a-again," Lucas whispered.

The rest of the ride passed in silence. Tom chewed gum for the rest of the time, and I silently munched on taffy that Luna had hidden in my trunk as a snack. As night approached, we got closer to Hogwarts until we pulled into the station.

"We're here!!!" shouted Tom.

I looked up. We were. Hogwarts, standing tall, waiting and welcoming.

""Everyone, off the train, first years with me!' shouted a voice.

Tom, Lucas, and I stood up. I noticed that Tom stared rushing out right away, unable to control his excitement, leaving Lucas behind. "You need help?" I asked Lucas a little hesitantly. He nodded, and he reached out his hand to me. I took it and slowly led him out of the train and onto the platform. "Be careful," I said quietly, his hand warm in mine as I tried as hard as I could to make sure no one would bump roughly into him. It was a crowded platform, after all.

"T-thank you," he said.

"Do you need help getting up to the castle?"

He nodded. 'I'll take all the help I-I can g-get right n-now." he said.

Hagrid, the super tall gamekeeper Mum had told me about, was standing there jovially. Excited, for a new generation of students. "Everyone follow me to the boats! You first years have to go on the lake."

We followed him. Tom was up ahead, grinning widely. He was a totally different person now. I pulled Lucas along slowly, we were hanging near the back of the first year crowd. We got in the boats, and I was surprised that Tom came to join us, as well as another kid I didn't know.

The lake was cold and only enhanced the chilly night air. I shivered, and pulled my robes about me to keep what little body heat I had inside me. Water occasionally sloshed into the boat, but at least it wasn't raining.

We reached the castle. Hagrid knocked.

"First years? Please wait here," said the headmistress, Prof. McGonagal. She led us into a warm chamber in the castle and left us to go to the Great Hall.

Lucas let go of my hand to try and warm up. Tom moved to the front of the crowd. I waited patiently. Suddenly, ghosts popped out and some kids screamed as they began talking and talking and talking about their respective houses.

I didn't see the Ravenclaw ghost.

"Hello, new students!" one said, coming over to me and patting my hair, which is cut in a black Japanese hime cut. The ghost's arm only made me cold. I said politely,

"Please do not touch me, I am cold enough."

The ghost grinned. He was the Fat Friar. "Okay. Are you a Hufflepuff? You seem nice enough to be one," he said.

I grinded my teeth. I really didn't want to be a Hufflepuff. Didn't want to be one at all. With my luck, though, it probably would.

The Bloody Baron was talking to Tom. I did not hear much of what they said, but it was about what makes a great Sytherin. Something like that anyway. No one was talking to Lucas.

Prof. McGonagal came back and the ghosts dispersed. "It's time!" she said, and marched us into the Great Hall. Lucas grabbed my hand and we walked into the Hall.

It had just occurred to me that I would be the first called up. I suddenly became more nervous.

"Abernathy-Lovegood, Asia!" shouted McGonagal, once the Sorting Hat had finished its song.

I gently let go of Lucas's hand and beckoned Tom over. As I passed Tom, I muttered, "You need to help Lucas, you know," but I had no idea if he heard me. I continued up the Sorting Hat. I sat on the stool and McGonagal dropped it on my head.

It covered my eyes. I could only see the inside, and my toes barely touched the floor.

"Asia..." said the Hat. "Obviously you know what House you belong to. You never have thought of any other House to be in, just this one, correct?" it asked.

"Yeah," I said inside my head.

"Okay. With this brain and heart, there's only one House you could never belong to. Just the one. Your unusual powers, however, could land you into another. But I will let you take a choice. Which one do you want to be in? Think carefully, now. There's no going back."

"Well...Ravenclaw is the only one I can imagine myself in, Mr. Sorting Hat," I thought. "But if you have a better solution..."

"There are no solutions, that's just the one House I can see you in. So..." the Hat stopped thinking, stopped talking to me inside my head, and shouted to the Hall at large, "RAVENCLAW!"

The Ravenclaw table applauded. I sat down at it and watched the others get sorted. The Hat sat on Lucas's head a long time, but finally shouted, "SYTHERIN", but it knew almost right away with Tom. Both went away to that table.

The feast began, and people started talking after McGonagal's speech.

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*Sorry if I misspelled any spells. I have listened to the audiobooks but I do not read the books very often cuz I'm sometimes busy! Also sorry if I got some facts wrong, though I doubt it. I am a big Potterhead. Also Knight, you can make up McGonagal's speech at the end of your chapter!

Silens I (“The Silent Trio”) Chapter 1:

Sun, 21 Oct 2018 20:46:28 +0000

Silens I Chapter 1

I stared wistfully out my window.

The sky was a pure blue. Paired with the cool September air, it was a perfect day. At least to me, you know. I have lots of preferences. Of course, I don't complain a lot, unless something is really not to my liking. I'm not spoiled, but I still have some reign in my life more or less.

My name is Asia. Pureblood, adopted by Luna Lovegood after my parents died. I'm 10 years old, but everyone says I look and act like a young teenager. I am more mature than lots of people my age, at least that's what people say. But people say a lot about me, so I don't really let it go to my head, so yeah.

Anyway, it's September 1st. Today I'm heading to the Hogwarts Express to begin my first year.

"Morning, Asia!" sings Mum, coming in with her odd glasses on. She seizes my luggage and pulls it up on my bed, which is a nice modest blue twin bed. My room is the most normal room in the house, though it does have its quirks. "You have everything ready for today?"

"Oh! Yes, I do, but..." I grinned apologetically, "I haven't packed my Diagon Alley stuff. Can you help me? I think my case is too small."

"Here," Mum said, and after a few minutes, she pulled out everything and beckoned me over. "I know you're not great at organizing, so think about it this way, this is how we Ravenclaws do things, just put it in like a puzzle."

I look down at the suitcase and smile. "Okay, thanks Mum."

"No problem, here's your wand- do not use it on the train, even though I know you know too many spells for your age- and books, and everything. Remember to change into your robes on the train!" Then she paused and smiled absently. "Here's a little gift, for your ride there."

I look up at her and she smiles again. Mum adopted me when I was 6 from an orpanage and she was immeaditely my mum. I love her and she loves me. We are really close.

"What is it?" I asked politely.

"Just a little accessory," she said, holding up a necklace. No, it is not radishes or Butterbeer corks. Thank gosh. It is a nice little blue raven. "For luck with getting into Ravenclaw!"

"You know I'm getting into Ravenclaw, Mum! There's no other house that would take me, haha," I said.

"And that's just fine. You'll do great. C'mon, let's get down to the station."

"Okay!"

Mum grins and once I get everything into the pack like a puzzle, she helps me haul it into our Volkswagen. We only use it every once in a while, but we will use it now that I'm going to Hogwarts so Mum can drive me to and fro from the station to home and vice versa. I then get in and she drives us to Kings Cross.

"Are you nervous?" she asked.

"No, not really..." I said. I really wasn't, not at all. I'm never nervous.

"Ha," Mum said, "that's good. I was nervous, my first day, you know." She looked absently out the window, doing that Luna thing. I smiled and we sat in silence. Not uncomfortable silence, but a sort of happy silence.

We drove up into Kings Cross station. We got out, and I hauled out my case and put it on a trolley. 9 3/4. I pulled my trolley around. Mum came up behind, and since I was still almost as short as a 10 year old, she could help me haul it onto the correct track so I push it into the wall. Once she helped me push it into the Hogwarts Express station, I glanced up at the Express.

"Isn't this cool?" I said quietly, and Mum smiled.

"Okay, we're here!" She said. Then she glanced around, her radish earnings swinging.

Two kids with blondish hair were standing around the Express, their robes already on. A tall woman with curly brown hair was standing there with them, smiling and laughing. I stared at them and then blinked, because one of them glanced at me.

Mum smiled and waved. The tall woman waved back, then she waved at me. I looked at her questionably, as the two kids, who were identical, leapt on the train.

"Whose that, Mum?"

"Hermione Granger," Mum said. "I'll tell you more about her later, okay?"

"Okay," I said, a little hesitant.

"Get on the train!" Mum said, laughing, "So you get a good spot and make some friends!"

"Okay Mum!" I said, and Mum helped me pull my trunk onboard, and then I ran down the hall to find an empty compartment. I couldn't find any, so I went into one on random. There sat one of the blond kids I had seen.

"Hi, can I come in?" I asked hesitantly.

"S-sure," said the boy, who looked about my age.

The train started it's whistle, and the rest of the kids leaped into the train.

"Who are you?" I asked the boy, a little quietly.

Silens I (Harry Potter FanFiction) Annoucement

Sun, 21 Oct 2018 18:57:39 +0000

Starting tomorrow, KnightStar and I will be jointly authoring our collab story, a Harry Potter fanfiction set after Harry, Silens I (“The Silent Trio” in Latin). There may be several books or many chapters, it depends! Be on the lookout for the first chapter tomorrow.

Here is our summary so far.

Asia Abernathy, Luna Lovegood’s adoptive daughter, and Tom and Lucas Malfoy, DracoXHermione’s children, are both attending Hogwarts at the same time. Asia, an extremely smart pureblood girl who hardly attends class, and Lucas, a blind Malfoy, become fast friends, but Tom, Lucas’s brother, isn’t too keen on this.

This story will alternate between Asia’s POV (my chapter) and Tom/Lucas’s POV (Knight’s chapter). We are planning this story on KidzNet but once we get things worked out, we will try to post every week. I will try to post a chapter a week or more depending on how fast we are able to plan!

A Kyuusei chapter will be written every Friday (or Thursday if I can’t do Friday).

Kyuusei Chapter 6: Jitenshatoreru

Fri, 19 Oct 2018 13:20:55 +0000

Kyuusei Chapter 6: Jitenshatoreru

The next morning, Makoto had already left to spend time with his new friends. I did not really want to face Makoto anyway, he would have asked me why I came inside crying and why I put my bike in the garage instead of in our bike rack in the patio. And he would ask other useless questions, like, why did you not eat last night and why did you slam your door and WHY DID YOU NOT REFER TO ME AS MAKOTO-SAN AS USUAL WHEN YOU MAKE FUN OF ME?!

...I did not get up right away that morning. I lay there, staring at the tall ceiling, and listened to Shiriusu wimper outside the door. I hadn't let him in last night and he had been crying all night in his high pitched howls. Neighbors yelled so he shut up a few times when I yelled at him.

The door opened and Shiriusu leaped in, slithering past my bed drapes and licking my face, hard.

"Shiriusu! Get off!" I said, then saw John Michael at the door, grinning like a devil. "Get out, creep!!!" I yelled, chucking a slipper at him. He dodged, smiling widely, but my second strike got him in the face and he toppled back. That's why you have two slippers, one to miss, another one to hit 'em after they think they dodged the bullet.

"Yumeka," said John Michael, "you okay?" He had gotten up and was ready for another strike. I would have got him if I had three feet, and therefore, three slippers. But I was all out of slippers.

"No," I said. "You shouldn't be the one asking that question, look at your face!" It was bruised.

"Oh, it was your brother," John Michael said.

"What?" was all I said, confused.

"He thought I had made you cry, so he hit me a few times, but don't worry, after I explained, he stopped." he said.

I bet he had to explain while dodging, ducking, and weaving around the entire front yard. Maybe this kid has more skill in defending himself than I thought.

"Oh, yeah, also, he got me almost every time, but it's cleared up cuz that was last night and my Mom is a doctor," John Michael said. "So don't worry about that either."

Nevermind…

"I fixed up your bike for you," he said.

"Huh?" I peered over my covers as he sat down in a beanbag chair with little nyan kitties all over it. He looked at it in distaste and I said, "Dad bought it when I was 5."

"Yeah, I took it the bike repairman . He kept on asking, 'Who in the world would do this to a poor kid?' I told him the bullies, and you know, he understood right away."

"Thanks..."

"No problem."

We sat in silence until I said, "You know, I have to dress."

"Oh! Sorry," he said, and closed the door once he exited. "Dress for going out, we will be going to my favorite arcade today!"

I groaned. "Ugh...Michael..."

"Heh, heh."

After I got dressed, Mom came by and utterly embarrassed me by hugging me. "Mom-"

"You two have fun! And Yumeka, make sure you get the ingredients for ramen tonight, you're gonna make some for Mr. Jones here."

"Uh, Michael, is your dad the sensei at the dojo?" I asked suddenly.

"No, that's my uncle, did you go the other day?"

"Yeah," I said. He took the hint and didn't mention it again.

Makoto was back, twirling the car keys on his finger, and was looking at us steadily. "Yumeka-chan, John," he said, "I'll take you, okay?"

"Okay," I said.

"Get in the car, then." Makoto said, and he drove us to the mall. "Oh, and I'm coming with you. Mom said to." he looked at John Michael, who looked back, confused.

'Let's go on in," Makoto said.

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Sorry for such a short chapter, the next one will be longer. This is more of a warm-up for Chap. 7. If you enjoy, vote up or/and comment!

Kyuusei Chapter 5: Tekishitsu Part 2

Fri, 19 Oct 2018 10:09:05 +0000

Kyuusei Chapter 5: Tekishitsu Part 2

One of the most commonly used Japanese words in foreign countries is the word sensei. Almost everyone knows what it means, and who to address as such.

America? No different.

"Okay!" said the karate teacher in a British accent, observing Makoto and I. Hinoki had stayed home because he had pitched a fit. A huge fit that caused Mom to threaten him with no squishes for a week. He calmed right down, but, a flying foot broke one of Mom's French vases. So no squishes for a month, and Hinoki cannot spend his allowance so that he could cover some of the cost of repairing the vase.

The teacher bowed at us and invited us onto the matted dojo floors. It was a small place, with one side of the building being matted floors and the other side being chairs for observers.

I glanced at Makoto, who was staring at the teacher with hard eyes. He had bowed quite low, which had meant, in Japan customs at least, that we were worthy of more respect that him. I grinned and leaped onto the mats with Makoto. This meant trouble.

"Please bow, and assume guard stance," Sensei Jones said. I am using Sensei lightly here. He hardly looked like a karate teacher. He bore a resemblance to my homeroom teacher in his belly and arm areas. AKA he didn't have any muscles, only fat.

We quickly bowed, but Jones pushed up down to a low bow.

Makoto cracked. The teacher being a "sensei", bowing wrong, and the Chinese and Japanese décor on the walls seemed to have made him lose his temper.

"Listen, sensei," he said with gritted teeth, "you're doing the bows wrong." He could have pointed out so much more. For example, the canvases on the wall that read in Hirgana where mistakenly referred to as Kanji by the so called Asia-expert who sat in the desk when you first entered the dojo. There is an obvious difference between hirgana and kanji.

Jones smiled. "No, no, no," he said.

"No, it's wrong, in our country-" Makoto began.

"But this isn't your country, is it?" inquired Jones.

"Excuse me, in Japan, a deep bow means deep respect-" I started, trying to explain simply.

"Shush," said Jones, "and show me what you two Asian kids can do. Maybe if you do well, I'll rank you at yellow."

Yellow? First there's white, then there's yellow! The dojo teaches Krav Maga, so surely they wouldn't rank us so low! We are at least at brown or red!

"Anyway, proceed." Jones said.

Makoto proceeded into a round kick, and I dodged and weaved in order to make him miss me. He leaped back as I brought an axe kick to his head (boy am I flexible), and then he preformed a tornado kick right to my stomach. It stung greatly, but I managed to dodge of his other attacks. I got a few palm strikes on him though he said afterwards that I actually did not.

"Stop, stop, stop," said Jones. We stopped, and stood there panting a bit.

"What?" hissed Makoto.

"You two can't be taught here, I teach amateurs," he said.

"Excuses," said Makoto. "We want to be taught here. Or are you saying you're not up to the task?"

'No," Jones said, scared, "I am saying you are too dangerous to teach any more moves! Now, go. Find someone else, just don't come back here."

The parents in the chairs, as well as the kids who took class after us, were all staring and gawking.

As we left, we heard him say, "Bloody Asians. The lot of them, all of them! Can't trust a single Korean or he'll beat you up!"

"...I'm not Korean!" I shouted. "Get your bloody facts straight!!!"

"Shut up, Yumeka, you'll get us in trouble," Makoto said, and seized me by the arm. He marched me out of the place and then pushed me over to my bike. "Get on and let's go."

We rode our bikes to the bookstore, which was the halfway point between home and the dojo. I punched in Mom's number on Makoto's small phone to tell her what had happened because, according to Makoto, she was less likely to get mad at me. Frankly, I expected the opposite.

"Hey, akachan," said Mom. I could hear her washing dishes. "How'd it go?" Clank, clank, clank, splash.

"Uh... we got rejected."

"WHAT?"

"...yeah," I said. Makoto made wild hand motions to me out of the corner of my eye. "The teacher said he couldn't teach us cuz we were too dangerous?"

"Too dangerous?" she said, then swore. Loudly.

"Mommy, don't swear!" Hinoki said in the background.

"Yumeka, lemme talk to your brother. Anyway, don't you have somewhere to be this afternoon?" Mom asked.

"Michael wanted to meet me at the park we went to the other day," I said.

"Okay, just be back by... dinner, okay? Maybe bring him if his parents say okay."

Bring John Michael? Ugh... Mom... "Fine," I said.

I handed the phone to Makoto. "See you," I said, hasty to get away before Mom started yelling so loudly at Makoto that speaker phone would have been useless and the speakers would have gone out. Again. Kid me not, Mom has damaged our phones by screaming, which has earned her the nickname Banshee in our family.

I rode off down the road, arriving at the park. I noticed lots of bikes in the rack: I had trouble finding a space. When I did and ran off to the park to find John Michael, I realized tons of kids were there, lots of them from school.

"Yumeka!" shouted John Michael. I looked around, he had Roxy following him quite closely. So close that if John Michael had stopped, she would have crashed into him.

"Why all these kids?" I asked.

'I invited them to meet ya!!!" said John Michael.

"Oh..." I do not do well in crowds.

Roxy smiled for the first time. "I am from the country of Scotland," she said in a thick accent. Now I know why she only spoke to me once, she didn't want anyone to heard her accent. She must have practiced saying 'My name is Roxy' quite a lot to make it sound American-standard normal.

I smiled slightly. "Cool," I said.

John Michael smiled wider and beckoned some friends over. I hadn't seen the bullies for days now, and I was grateful, until I saw them hanging around the bike rack, hovering over my light green mountain bike.

They had spray cans and markers.

"What are you doing?!" I shouted at them. They scurried off, but I had already jumped the fence and skidded to my bike.

They had scrawled words all over it. "Asian" was one, then 'Korean', along with words I dare not mention in text. Really bad offensive words, along with marker scribbles to create crude drawings. I screamed at them but they had already ran off.

"What is it?" asked John Michael, chasing after me. I pointed and he stared.

"I need to go," I said quickly, tears welling up in my eyes.

"Hey, I'll come with you," he said.

"No," I said, leaping on my bike and speeding off before he could say another word. I coasted down the hill to my house in silence, and stowed my bike away in the garage, thinking about all the humiliation that would happen the next time I rode my bike to school.

I received tons of texts from John Michael that I didn't check.

Just stop.

Stop!

First the bullies on the first day, the racism of the sensei, and down the bullies again. I know some people go through some much more, but I'm already at the breaking point.

Just give me a solution. An easy fix.

But there are never easy fixes, are there?

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Sorry to end this chapter on a depressing note, and sorry it is shorter! I will not be able to write over the weekend, so look forward to Monday! Also, enjoy and I will cont. soon!

Kyuusei Japanese Translations Chap4-Pt4

Wed, 17 Oct 2018 14:48:17 +0000

"Mikata" means 'friend".

"Kotori" means songbird.

"Wanko" means dog.

"Innauea" means undergarment/wear.

"Baka" means idiot,

Oyasuminasai means good night.

Kaachan means mom.

Musume means my daughter.

Niisan means older brother.

Otouto means younger brother.

Mataashita means see you tomorrow.

Oneesan means elder sister.

Imouto means younger sister.

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I will not be on tomorrow, but I will try to write more on Friday!

Kyuusei Chapter 4: Mikata

Wed, 17 Oct 2018 14:41:41 +0000

Kyuusei Chapter 4: Mikata

The next day, I rode my bike to school because Mom had just applied for a job and needed to be at an interview: she applied to be a teacher for Japanese at a local school. She had been a teacher for English back in Japan, so I guess she wanted to switch it up; her students would call all her Ms. Songbird cuz her first name is Kotori.

I sometimes ask Mom and Dad why they called me Yumeka. Mom said she liked the name because it was beautiful-sounding, but Dad, who is interested in the geology of names, liked the meaning and decided it would be perfect for me. "I want people to feel as if they are dreaming when they see you," he used to tell me. Dad is an author in his spare time, so he wrote many stories and always paid attention to the names of his characters, and usually he would pair up with a manga artist to bring his stories to life in manga or anime. It was always cool watching his stories on TV or reading about them. That's why I wanted to be an artist, but lately I have been feeling a bit odd since I am surrounded by this American style of drawing. You know, Marvel and DC. I miss my old home so much.

Anyway, as soon as I got to school, John Michael was waiting for me.

"Hi," I said, and he smiled, not the annoying smile, but a nice one. Like he wasn't trying to tick me off, for a change.

"Hey! C'mon, if we get to class early, the bullies won't be able to get cha!" he grabbed my bike and helped me set it up in the steal-proof bike rack beside the school fence. Then he grabbed my hoodie: I shook him off, he laughed, and we skidded down the hallways to class.

Roxy was sitting with her face in a book. "To Kill a Mockingbird?" I said to her, and startled, she looked around and nodded. "Do you like it?" I said.

She gave me the so-so motion with her hands like, 'not really'. Then, "Do you?"

"Yeah," I said. "The first novel I read in both Japanese and English, actually. I like the English version better." I only said that so that she would smile. She never did. I sighed and sat down. What a difficult person.

During lunch, John Michael sat down and began eating his American sandwiches. I pulled out the leftover ramen from last night and ate the food in silence until John Michael broke it.

"So," he said, "I'm sorry."

"Yeah, I forgive you," I said shortly.

"Huh?"

"I said I forgive you, don't make me repeat myself."

"Oh," he said.

"What?"

"Nothing, p-please don't get mad at me again."

"No, why are you surprised that I'd forgive you?"

"Oh, just that I wouldn't. You're a much better person than me, haha. And also, every girl, and guy for that matter, who I have said sorry to always reject my apology. So, I guess it's me." John Michael said.

"Yeah, maybe," I said, "But I don't know you well enough to judge."

"So, did you bring some poems?"

"Do I look like a haiku machine?!" I spat. As he grinned demonically, I said, "On second thought, don't answer that, I know you're gonna be racist." Plus, I'm not really a haiku person. I like freeverse.

"See? You know me already," John Michael laughed, finishing his sandwiches. "Anyway, how do you like it here in America so far?"

"It'd be a lot better without you, but it's okay so far," I lied.

He smiled sadly. "Yeah."

We sat in silence. He fiddled with his thumbs and waited for he bell to ring. Once class resumed, I didn't may much attention, I just stared out the window, wishing I could see cherry blossoms float by instead of the occasional red or brown leaf.

As Mr. Franklin droned on, I wrote a poem.

Autumn

is slow death of the world

red and brown

withering away into the decay

if I could

I would save you

my only green tree

my tree that stood tall

when none would

but even the strongest tree

that never fell in the strongest storms

will one day

be stripped of it's life.

Depressing, I know, but I didn't feel very happy. Mr. Frankin was talking about Macbeth and Hamlet, after all. Plus, since John Michael kept craning over my shoulder to read it, I couldn't think very well. And when I can't think very well, I don't write very well.

Nothing goes very well with John Michael.

Mom texted me during health, telling me she wanted me to go get some groceries at the store. You can take a friend with you, she said. Makoto will meet you there with Hinoki.

Just great.

I grabbed my bike and rolled it to the street after school. The school is beside a small backroad that lots of parents complain about driving on, but it's actually very safe. The school is in a small part of town and since the town isn't a city it has a Winn-Dixie. A small grocery store, mind you.

"Where you going?" said John Michael, running up to me as I flung myself over my bike. I looked back at him as Makoto rode up on his bike, Hinoki grasping him from behind on a little seat Mom installed. Dad couldn't have done it, he's not a handyman, so Mom did.

'Grocery store," I said bluntly.

"These are your brothers?" John Michael said, his smile fading as Makoto looked at him.

"Is this your friend, Yumeka?" asked Makoto.

"More or less. He can come," I said. "Grab your bike, Michael."

"Okay, just let me text my mom real quick." he said brightly. We waited a few minutes and he said, "okay, let's go"

He seemed slightly scared of Makoto on the way down. Makoto wasn't burly or anything, but he could seem scary. Like a Yukuza, my dad would say. Makoto kept his eyes on the road, leading us all, but occasionally Hinoki would start talking to me about personal matters. In English.

"Hey, Yume-chan," he said at one point, " I haven't seen any wild wankos , have you?"

"No, Hinoki, I haven't seen any dogs lately." I said back.

"Yume-chan, I saw that you had some innauea lying around the other day-"

"Shush," Makoto and I said in unison. "Hinoki, do not talk about that in public!" I am sure John Michael had no idea what we were talking about, but I could see him smiling.

"Michael-chan," said Hinoki, and it surprised me to see that John Michael seemed to understand what he was saying, "do you have a wanko?"

After a minute, John Michael said, " Yeah, his name is Buster," and everyone went quiet.

Then, "Have you been teaching him Japanese, Yumeka?" Makoto said to me, as if it was a crime.

"No, of course not-"

'I've been learning on my own," said John Michael brightly, "so I can understand Yumeka a bit more." He smiled and boosted, "I can say a few sentences in Japanese now and write a few kanji!"

"Big deal," said Makoto. "We can speak your language like we were born here." Something about the way he said 'big deal' made me laugh. It sounded more like 'big DEAL', then a quiet 'big deal'.

We arrived at the grocery store, and Hinoki found a good place to park. We did and went into Winn Dixie to get some groceries. Hinoki suggested going to the park afterwards, and after checking up with John Michael's mom, we rode our bikes there and began talking whlist Hinoki went to go play.

"So, how'd your test go, Makoto-san?" I asked politely.

"Not as good as I'd hoped."

"What'd you get on the test,?" John Michael said, watching with rapt attention.

"A 97." Makoto said. "Bad, isn't it?"

"Out of 100?"

"Yeah."

"WHAT?!" John Michael exclaimed. "No way! That's bad?!"

"Isn't it for you?"

"Of course not! My family is happy as long as you get a 60 or 70! A 90 would be the highest I could get!"

"Wow, you Americans are different." Makoto looked at me and mumbled, "The bunch of bakas." I smiled.

'Ditto." I said.

"Yes, speaking of Japanese words I don't know, Yumeka, what does akachan mean?"

Makoto butted in. "It means 'baby'."

John Michael almost gagged. "I called you THAT?" I nodded, and he said, "So that's why you were so offended yesterday?"

"Among other things," I said bluntly.

"So, -chan means friend, right? Can I call you that?"

'You'd have to attach it to her name," Makoto said. 'Like, Yumeka-chan."

"What about in your case? Would I call you Makoto-chan?"

Makoto looked at him like he was an idiot. "No, baka," he said. "Just because you know my sister does not make you my friend. You would have to call me Makoto-san, -san meaning respect."

"Oh, um... but didn't Yumeka call you that? I thought it was a siblings thing..."

"She does it to make fun of me," Makoto said, but he didn't sound mad. He sounded annoyed.

John Michael laughed, but Makoto looked at him with distaste, so he stopped.

'Hinoko-chan," I called, "time to go!"

Hinoko leaped off his swing in mid air, and I rushed forward to catch him like we used to do everyday back in Japan. I caught him and he squealed, and after getting on our bikes, we all road off home.

"This is where I go," John Michael said, gesturing to the break in the road after we had gone a few miles. 'I'll text you, Yumeka-chan!" he said, grinning.

He road off, and Makoto, Hinoko, and I rode on to our house. We put our bikes up in the garage and went inside. Our Mom was waiting and ready to tell us some news, like she would do every night.

It was rarely meaningful, but tonight she told us that since the next day was Saturday, we had to go down to our new karate studio the next morning.

"Listen," she said, "I want you all to go. They will be assessing your rank by testing you. Please do not show off, Makoto. I think it may help you, Yumeka, after what you told me about the bullies the other day."

I nodded. "Oyasuminasai, kaachan," I said in Japanese.

"Oyasuminasai, musume," Mom said back, smiling.

"Niisan, otouto, mataashita," I said to Makoto and Hinoko.

Hinoko said, "Good night, Yumeka-chan, oneesan!!!" while Makoto said quietly, "'Night, imouto."

It had been the most Japanese we had spoken in a long time.

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Hope you enjoyed, and be sure to check out the translations!

FURRIES!!!!

Wed, 17 Oct 2018 12:32:48 +0000

Hoi!!!

Im Scales, and i am posting this cuz i am looking for furries/scalies like myself. So you can talk, post FANART, talk about gaems and more

as long as there is no bad stuff

Kyuusei Chapter 3: Otousan

Wed, 17 Oct 2018 12:02:24 +0000

Kyuusei Chapter 3: Otousan

Our house is the average American house on an average American street in an average American subdivision. 2 floors, a short driveway, and a quaint, modest little back yard.

"We're home," said Mom, kicking off her shoes, as she threw open the door, her arms laddened with groceries. "And we got food!"

I hadn't noticed that Mom had gotten food, but now that she mentioned it, on the ride home, I could totally smell cooked, hot ramen in takeout bowls. My little brother, Hinoki, and my older brother, Makoto, came in to sit down and eat. Hinoki , 6 years old, ran in, leaped into his seat, and looked longingly at the food, while Makoto, who was 17, slid into his seat quietly and waited patiently.

Dad waltzed in, excited to tell us about his first work day and excited to know about our school one. As soon as we sat down, Hinoki, who sat between Makoto and I, seized our hands to pray. I grabbed Dad's from across the table and Makoto did the same to Mom.

After the prayer, the ramen was dished out and everyone stirred some leftover meat from the night before in it to give it more favor.

"How was everyone's day?" Dad asked I Japanese, taking off his glasses so he could eat. I handed him mine and he set them aside on an extra chair.

Hinoki was the first to speak between mouthfuls of ramen. "My class was too hard," he said, munching away, on his knees in his seat so he could see everyone. "They talked about American government and," he paused, "and the legislature branch, whatever that is."

"I aced all my classes," was all Makoto said. He was texting his friend, Narushi, who was back in Japan. He put away his phone and began eating, brushing his dark brown bangs out of his eyes.

Mom said she had a fine day, but nothing really exciting happened. I was thankful she didn't mention the bullies to Dad. Dad was brains but no brawn.

"I... had an okay day," I said, not wanting to think about the school day or John Michael. "How about you, Dad?"

"Oh, nothing much, really! Unless count a medical breakthrough," Dad said excitedly, but also a little mysteriously, so one of us would beg him to tell us more.

"Ooh!" it was Mom who cracked. "What happened, honey?"

Dad grinned. "Some med students came over. And while they were there, my lab had their first major breakthrough in 15 years!"

"That's awesome!" Mom said excitedly, and in her excitement, she accidently knocked over her glass of green tea. Right away, Makoto caught the glass and started cleaning. Makoto was the black sheep of the family, but that didn't keep him from constantly helping Mom.

I smiled and said to Dad, 'It's because you were there."

He smiled, "You think so?"

'I know so, Dad, you are smartest person here." Dad had graduated from Yale after all.

After dinner, Dad went out to play baseball with Hinoki. The sky was getting darker by the minute, but Hinoki still insisted on going out to play with Dad. Makoto went to take a shower and then go to bed, since he had a huge review test the next day. I went upstairs to my bedroom to check my phone messages.

I flicked on the light. It was a large room, painted teal on 2 walls and pastel green on the other 2. The large 2 window that let me see the front yard in one and the back yard in other had their heavy curtains drawn across them. In the middle was a big green bed with thick teal drapes around it. I had taken my shoes off at the door of the house and left them in a neat little row with the rest of my family's shoes, so I ran across the soft carpet and threw myself on my bed.

Shiriusu, the dog my Dad got me, leaped on me. He had been lying on my bed until I had crashed onto it.

"Hey, Shiriusu," I said. He licked me and started panting as I flung myself across the bed, closing the drapes, and I checked my messages.

I literally spat out the Jolly Rancher I was sucking on as I saw who had been sending the messages that had made me silence my phone cuz there were so many.

JOHN MICHAEL JONES
10 new messages
Hi Yumeka how r u
Srry about today, didnt know that would offend u
um can u respond plz?
Like I said, Im srry, ok?
talk 2 u tmrrw @ school ;)
plz dont ignore me
I wanna be ure friend is that ok?
btw what does akachan mean
(Sent at 7:32, August 1st)

YUMEKA HARUESAKI
How did you get my number?! I don't remember giving it to you, creep.
(Sent at 8:35PM, August 1st)

JOHN MICHAEL JONES
1 new message
I saw it when ure mum texted u plus u had it written on a sticky note in ure locker, so I saw that 2
(Sent at 8:35PM, August 1st)

YUMEKA HARUESAKI
Still doesn't explain why'd you want to text me
No, you can't be my friend.
(Sent at 8:37PM, August 1st)

JOHN MICHAEL JONES
3 new messages
Y not? U need a friend ;)
Listen I moved from europe
so u need someone whose gone thru what u have
(Sent at 8:37PM, August 1st)

YUMEKA HARUESAKI
I do not need a friend! I have my family you know
And moving from Europe isn't the same as moving from Japan
Plus you didn't have to learn a different language
(Sent at 8:40PM, August 1st)

JOHN MICHAEL JONES
4 new messages
I did have to learn a new language
im from paris but I was young so I learned english pretty quickly
btw how did you learn english so quickly
I read the poem u wrote during lunch ure english is beautiful
(Sent at 8:45PM, August 1st)

YUMEKA HARUESAKI
And your English needs improvement LOL
We just moved from Japan but I bet you didn't know students have to take English as a subject
That's why I'm good at English
BTW don't look at my poems!
(Sent at 8:50PM, August 1st)

JOHN MICHAEL JONES
2 new messages
Oh so thats y
can u plz talk 2 me @ school tomorrow ok, bring some poems maybe haikus, isnt that a jap thing
(Sent at 8:53PM, August 1st)

YUMEKA HARUESAKI
Ugh IDK John
(Sent at 8:55PM, August 1st)

JOHN MICHAEL JONES
1 new message
Its Michael
(Sent at 8:55PM, August 1st)

YUMEKA HARUESAKI
Okay Michael...
I'll talk to you tomorrow.
But promise me a few things
Okay?
(Sent at 8:58PM, August 1st)

JOHN MICHAEL JONES
1 new message
Sure, what is it
(Sent at 9:01PM, August 1st)

YUMEKA HARUESAKI
Okay then
First off don't call me a cute little Jap
and two
fix your English, it bothers me.
(Sent at 9:03PM, August 1st)

JOHN MICHAEL JONES
1 new message
Okay Yumeka. See you tomorrow
(Sent at 9:05PM, August 1st)

I waited a few minutes before turning off my phone and hooking it up to it's charging station on my bedside table. I heard the shower go off in the distance as I turned around to face Shiriusu. He made a little whimper. Coming from a pitbull dog, it was surprising, but I paid no mind to it and stroked his ears.

Even though he was my dog, he wasn't any comfort because he was just another American thing in this American world.

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Hope you enjoyed it and to be cont.!

Links to Chapter 1:https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/34996/kyuusei-chapter-1-hedateru

Link to Chapter 2: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35072/kyuusei-chapter-2-tekishitsu

Link to Chapter 3: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35077/kyuusei-chapter-3-otousan

Link to chapter 1 translation: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35068/kyuusei-japanese-translations-pt1-chap1

Link to chapter 2 translation: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35074/kyuusei-japanese-translations-pt2-chap2

Link to chapter 3 translation:https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35079/kyuusei-japanese-translations-pt-3-chap3

Kyuusei Japanese Translations Pt2-Chap2

Wed, 17 Oct 2018 10:20:47 +0000

"Tekishitsu" means "error made by an enemy".

"Sofubo" means "grandparents".

"Akachan" means "baby".

Kyuusei Chapter 2: Tekishitsu

Wed, 17 Oct 2018 10:12:21 +0000

Kyuusei Chapter 2: Tekishitsu

"Thank you kindly, Yu-meh-la," said the teacher, his small, fat little face twisting as his tongue wrestled with the strange word. He looked at me as if for help, and I facepalmed in my head. He had said it right the first few times! What's so hard about saying a name?! But maybe he only imitated my mother when she called me Yumeka before leaving and before I introduced myself.

"It's Yumeka," I said squeakily.

"Would you mind if I just called you Yuma?" he said, as if scared I would refuse. Listen, Teach, I can't kick you without getting in trouble, so calm down.

I had half a mind to scream because Yumeka is such a simple name to say. Yume-e-ka. Why can't you say that?! I want to be called Yumeka, or even Ms. Haruesaki, but NOT a cheap nickname just because you won't try!

"Sure."

Americans are so stupid. The homeroom teacher smiled a big chesire smile as if to win me over and said, "Very well, Yuma. Please take your seat" -he gestured to a desk very close to his own- "and let me introduce myself."

I sat down right between a guy and a girl. The guy was tall and lean and had a hint of muscle on his arms, and the girl was thin- like, unhealthy thin- and had huge glasses. They both smiled, but not in a genuine way. It was more forced, like they had lost all hope in newcomers.

"I am Mr. Sharp," said the teacher happily. He stood up and I got the first good look at him. He was still fat and sweaty, but I noticed that he had pinstripe pants and a thin white shirt that were painstakingly tight. He had black hair, green eyes, and a charming-if not annoying-demeanor.

"Hello, Mr. Sharp," said all the students in a drone. I heard a few of the guys in the back laugh. "Hello, Yuma," the class said to me. Some actually said Yumeka, while others tried mid sentence and switched to Yuma once they failed to say it correctly.

Class began.

"Hi, I'm Roxy," said the girl beside me, the one with glasses, and I turned towards her.

"You don't look like one," I said, and she grinned, pushing her glasses up. "Why are you so thin?" she smiled, and went silent, opening her math textbook as I asked, realizing how rude my inquiry sounded.

"It's a mystery," said the boy. "The name's John!" he said, shaking my hand. He had feathery brown hair and the brightest blue eyes, which added to his good-natured and well-refined appearance. "I know, my name's plain, right?" he grinned, "I have friends call me Michael, cuz it's my middle name, so maybe you can call me that too."

"Okay, but that means you are basically inviting me to be your friend," I said.

He nodded. "Sure. Never had a cute little Jap as a friend before," he said.

"And you never will," I said, angered by the comment, and turned away sharply to face the teacher. 'Cute little Jap'? Really? Do not comment on my height, or anything! Though I am honored he didn't call me Chinese or Korean, it's just wrong to say that to someone.

"Hey," he said, "I'm sorry, okay?! I know that sounded racist-"

"Don't be," I cut him off.

We sat in silence the rest of the class. Mr. Sharp taught us all the core subjects, such as math, science, history, and English. Then he sent us off to the more enjoyable subjects that were taught by Mr. Franklin (reading), Ms. Norbert (music), Mr. and Mrs. Ashton (health), and Mr. Petson (art). I didn't enjoy reading very much because Mr. Frankin droned on and on, but art was cool though I had no talent in the drawing Mr. Petson was teaching.

"Mr. Petson," I said, raising my hand, "do you teach how to draw anime here?" Anything to make me feel at home. Anything. Even if it's cartoons.

"Huh-? Oh, Ms. Haruesaki," he said, and I felt thrilled he could say my name correctly. You just may become my favorite teacher, Petson! He was tall and williowly, like a tree, and silver grey like one too, he was maybe in his early 70s. "I hold after-class tutoring tailored for different drawing styles, but no, I do not teach anime in class."

"Is there a section on it?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yes, later on in May. It is one of the last sections," he said, smiling. "You have something to look forward to, no?"

I nodded and he grinned. "Back to the lesson at hand," he said, and began to draw swiftly on his blackboard, sketching away a vase of white chalk, pointing out shadows and light.

Art was the last subject, then there was a 30 minute break before we were let out. Several people left during this time, but lots of people stayed. Curious, I did too.

"Why are you here?" asked John Michael. He didn't say it meanly but like a question he was curious about.

I ignored him.

He walked up to me, and began poking my shoulder. He earned "the most immature 15 year old in the class" label from me as soon as he began doing that. After about 5 minutes of his prodding, which got sharper and quicker the longer I ignored him, I whipped around.

"What?!" I hissed like a snake.

He grinned that annoying grin.

I had half a mind to slap him.

"Soooooo," he said, "why you here?"

As I was about to say it was none of his dang business, the boys from that morning burst into the room. Obviously detention had let out early cuz it was the first day of school. The ringleader spotted me and made a beeline, his minions following like mindless zombies.

"Yumeka, Yumeka, Yumeka," he said, keeping a distance like he thought if he was far away, my short range attacks couldn't get him.

"Shut up, please?" I said, "or I'll give you a bloody nose again."

"Korean, Korean, Korean," the ringleader said, and his friends entered the chant with confidence. I stood up, and the ringleader flinched and his friends slowly faded in their chant as their boss went silent.

"Um, Yumeka," said John Michael.

"What?!" I said loudly.

"You got a message," he said, handing me my powder green-cased phone. "I think it's from your mom."

I glared at the bullies, walked backwards towards the school door, and slipped out as I checked my messages.

MOM
1 new message
Coming to pick you up! See you soon, call me when you can. xoxo Mom(
(Sent at 3:48PM, August 1st)

I groaned and punched in her number. She picked up first ring and I leaned on the school wall, which was brick and red and rough, and began talking to her.

"Hi Mom," I said, "how's it going?" I spoke in English, and, taking my lead, Mom answered in English.

"Your brother is being a little jerk as usual," she said playfully, but I knew she was serious.

"What'd he do this time?"

"Began complaining about wanting to go back to Japan," Mom said. "Got any tips for dealing with him?"

"Mom, you're the parent," I said. "But tell him his big sis feels the same."

"I know, honey, but your dad needs this job. We all need it. Don't worry, we will go back soon to visit your sofubo. 'Kay?" she said in a voice that hinted sadness.

I said, "Okay Mom...", thinking about my cheerful grandparents, who were so sad to see us go. They said that they would visit first chance they got, but we've already been here 3 months.

"Okay! See you in 5 minutes then!"

"I'll be in the school."

"Okay, my little akachan."

"Bye, Mom." I hung up, and went back into the school building. The bullies had left.

John Michael jumped me as soon as I got back inside. "Hello, my little akachan," he said playfully.

"You don't even know what that word means," I said.

"True, what's it mean?"

I stared at him with distaste. Mom danced in and looked at John Michael. "Oh, hello," she said, 'what's your name?"

"Michael," he said, grinning at me.

"You got yourself a friend, Yumeka?" Mom said cheerfully, "I am so proud!!!"

"He's not my frien-"

"I am!" he said, throwing an arm around my shoulders, and squeezing me in a side hug. I growled at him and he said, "Oh, what was that, Yumeka?"

I leaped away, grabbed my mom by the shoulder, and pulled her out of the school and into her small little Toyota; I sat shotgun. "He's not my friend, Mom," I said in Japanese so John Michael couldn't try to eavesdrop.

"Maybe he should, he seemed nice," Mom said.

'UGH," I said, burying my head in my lap. She patted my shoulder.

"I know it's hard," she said.

We drove home in silence. At least I could talk to Dad when I got home. Maybe he could help me somehow.

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Dairy Entry 1- August 1st

I hate you, John Michael! You are such a little brat and I do NOT want to have anything to do with you! If you ever even LOOK AT ME again I promise I will STUFF your ego down your THROAT!!!

-Yumeka

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Hope you enjoyed and to be cont.!

Links to Chapter 1:https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/34996/kyuusei-chapter-1-hedateru

Link to Chapter 2: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35072/kyuusei-chapter-2-tekishitsu

Link to Chapter 3: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35077/kyuusei-chapter-3-otousan

Link to chapter 1 translation: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35068/kyuusei-japanese-translations-pt1-chap1

Link to chapter 2 translation: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35074/kyuusei-japanese-translations-pt2-chap2

Link to chapter 3 translation:https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35079/kyuusei-japanese-translations-pt-3-chap3

Kyuusei Chapter 1: Hedateru

Tue, 16 Oct 2018 14:51:48 +0000

Kyuusei Chapter 1: Hedateru

"My name is Yumeka Haruesaki, 15 years old. I am from the island of Japan, and I look forward to getting to know you all." I practiced those words in my head, over and over, then I said them out loud, the uncomfortable English words rolling around my mouth like sharp knives. The only words that felt natural was my own name, which was the only beacon of light.

"Honey! We're here," Mom said in Japanese, as the car rumbled to a halt. Cars were odd to me. Living in Toyko, we had used taxis a lot. The United States were so different from my own home.

"Mom!" I said in English, and she grinned, and wagged a finger at me.

"Yumeka, I can speak Japanese if I want." Mom was fluent in Japanese, obviously, but she was also adept at English. Which annoyed me. Please speak English when we are in America, Mom.

Oh! And it's not like we are never going back to Japan. Mom promised we would visit once or twice a year. We have grandparents there, anyway. The only reason we are stuck in America right now is because of stupid Dad. He got a job in computer programming. He's the normal Japanese man, wears suits every day and is the smartest person in his workplace, but he couldn't be smart or Japanese enough to say, "No. We are staying here in Japan, with the sakura trees and perfect life." NO. He said, "Yumeka! This will be a great experience! And I will be making lots more money. Maybe we can get you that dog you always wanted!"

Yeah. I wanted a dog, Dad, not a trip to America! We could've gotten one off the streets or something! But no, as soon as we got here, Dad got me a dog. A tiny puppy. He's really sweet but Mom hates him cuz he pees on everything. She keeps on telling me to train him. I'm trying, Mom! Don't bug me! Sheesh! It's already stressful enough, being here-

"HEY!" shouted someone. "KOREAN KID!"

I'm. Not. Korean. I get out of the car, my fists knotted up in my jacket.

It's a tall boy, maybe 17 or 18, his back to the school. Blond hair and blue eyes. The perfect American appearance, one that in Japan is unheard of. "Look who we have here. A cute little four-eyes. Maybe she can do our work. Right boys?" He grinned at his buddies, then stepped forward and shoved me into Mom's car. She saw this, got up, and strolled towards the bullies.

"Hey, get away from my daughter!"

"Oh. Whatcha gonna do about it, shortie?" the boy said in a manner that made my mom grind her teeth. She was short, but she also could hold her temper.

"Yumeka, if these boys do anything"- she glared at them-"to you, you tell me, got it?"

I stayed quiet. The bullies were muttering my name in a high pitched squeak. "Yumeka, Yumeka, Yumeka," they taunted.

"Yumeka, did you heard me?"

"Yes..." I said quietly, and the boys howled with laughter. Angered, I turned around, bringing my leg high and hitting the ringleader with my heel. He fell back, not hard, but with a slight thud. His mouth was bloody and I felt proud.

Not my mom.

"Yumeka!" she said. But then the bell rang. So, taking my arm in her tight little fist, she slowly marched me to the classroom. 1-7. She opened the door, gave me a kiss, and said quietly, "Honey, please. I don't want us to get in trouble. If you are gonna defend yourself, please, please, please, be careful. I do not wanna get mad at you. Okay?"

I nodded, the pride slowly going away.

She smiled.

"See you after school, then. Be safe, and don't use karate on everyone, please. Only on those who are looking to hurt you, okay?"

"Yes, Mom-sama."

She pulled me close and hugged me. "That's my little Yume-chan..." she said, then she let go. "Now, have fun and learn!"

I nodded and entered the room. The teacher came in and said, "Class, we have a new student, Yumeka. Please come here, Yumeka!" I approached the homeroom teacher, who was a stout man, and began my speech.

"My name is Yumeka Haruesaki, 15 years old. I am from the Island of Japan, and I look forward to getting to know you all." I said. I had practiced those words in my head, over and over, then I had said them out loud, the uncomfortable English words rolling around in my mouth like sharp knives. The only words that felt natural was my own name, which was the only beacon of light.

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America? Please listen to me.

I don't wanna be here, but I am.

Please accept me the way I am. Isn't that what you're here for?

Well, I hope I learn to accept you.

I hope we can be friends, and that you can be my home away from home.

Cuz one of these days, I wanna be able to say I have a friend.

A friend.

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To be cont.! Hope you liked it.

Links to Chapter 1:https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/34996/kyuusei-chapter-1-hedateru

Link to Chapter 2: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35072/kyuusei-chapter-2-tekishitsu

Link to Chapter 3: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35077/kyuusei-chapter-3-otousan

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Link to chapter 1 translation: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35068/kyuusei-japanese-translations-pt1-chap1

Link to chapter 2 translation: https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35074/kyuusei-japanese-translations-pt2-chap2

Link to chapter 3 translation:https://www.kidzsearch.com/questions/35079/kyuusei-japanese-translations-pt-3-chap3