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A sigh of relief left his lips when the face of a fellow student was illuminated by his wand's tip. He didn't know what to expect from a forbidden forest. A creature? A patrolling professor? Or even worse, a werewolf? It didn't seem as forbidden as it was lectured. Yet another second year was...

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Perched atop the castle's north tower, Hogwarts' gargoyles loomed over the grounds from their unique vantage point above. Among them, Aras was using his pair of omnioculars in an attempt to see the strange creature he was witnessing randomly flying solo or in numbers above the grounds. This time...

It wasn't the first time Aras caught a glimpse of shadows flying over the grounds. Sometimes while walking past windows overlooking the forest, winged silhouettes emerged briefly through the dense canopy of the Forbidden Forest, to disappear beneath it again before he was quick enough to use his...

Craving some grilled-cheese sandwich, Aras entered the Great Hall unaware of the electives fair. Surprised with the new table layout, he slowed down in wonder. It took him a few moments to remember what kind of event was taking place. He was supposed to participate in order to find out which...

Aras actually recognized the girl from his classes but couldn't recall her name. He just remembered that she was a Slytherin and he had seen her a couple of times around the castle, isolated and absorbed in her books. He thought that the kitchens were not exactly the best place for someone to...

Having some free time in his hands, Aras decided to visit a new, unusual friend he had made recently. Holding a hand knit earflap hat with pom pom in the colors of Lithuanian flag, he was on his way to the kitchens, where his new friend was most possibly to be found. The headwear was a gift to a...

While busy doing his own aerial stunts, his good eye caught a glimpse of movement somewhere in the pitch. He slowed down and hovered to see that another flyer was there. Aras checked his watch. It was still too early for most people to be out of their beds, let alone flying at the pitch...

The large double door creaked open, his shadow stretched across the floor, cast by the light behind him coming from the ground floor. Aras stepped in the empty Great Hall, closing behind him the door as slowly and as quietly as possible, carrying only his dear wand. Another night that thoughts...

Aras felt really bad when he realized that he had damaged a lot of the pencils that the girl apparently used for drawing from the looks of it. He had not artistic sense whatsoever but he guessed that they would need a lot of work to sharpen again the top points. His eye fell on the blue one that...

Aras had recently discovered how entertaining was to explore the castle. So far his experience as a transferred student at Hogwarts was average. He found classes that didn't include any wand-waving boring and he was disappointed to find out that flying classes were only limited to first years...

"Alohomora!" To Aras' surprise the lock clicked and the broomshed's door swung open to reveal the school's spare brooms. He pocketed his wand as he entered inside excited, in hopes of finding a decent broom to fly. In the aftermath of his house's try-outs, he had nothing else to look forward...

Having this opportunity was exactly what had made Aras agree with the proposition to attend a boarding school. The twelve years old with the scar overlapping his left eye, had only Quidditch and flying in his mind. Of course exploring fully the grounds and the castle was also in his immediate...

The fact that Briar stated that her scars weren't caused during a werewolf attack made Aras thoughtful and ready to ask another tactless question. Minoas however, came with an idea that made his stomach growl. Food and some time off this ship was all that he wanted. He would like to talk more...

The woman mentioned something about finding family and Aras looked hopeful at Minoas, wondering if this is how he had mentioned him to her. He knew well that the two of them weren't biologically related but they shared a strong bond nonetheless. "Nice to meet you. Minoas had told me that you...

Ever since the Sea Nymph had set sail from UK, Aras was on board, secretly living in the large hold of the three-mast vessel. It was better than staying in that British institute of dull prudishness. He had felt a bit betrayed when Minoas decided for him how would be his life from now on and...