--Remembering the first time Azerail Varius entered into the Hogwarts New Zealand school, it was a magical moment, and he thought that the Sorting Hat was rather right about putting Azerail in the right house. At the time, he was bitter, and he was mean. As the years grew on, Azerail himself started to change into a quiet, yet nicer boy. He was getting better. Azerail lowered his eyes to the floor as he continued to think. He had not bothered to write up a speech because he did not think it fair to write up something beforehand because it did not come from the heart from the heat of the moment. Azerail could barely breathe in his tight dress robes. Azerail felt rather nervous, like that first year seven years ago. He had invited his closest friends, and also he was unaware that Theodore had chosen to be a Death Eater. And then there was Kaleb who transferred whom also seemed to be rather tense about something. Then there was his girlfriend Dannii Merrythought, and he smiled a bit. And he remembered that Grezhen was here, a werewolf that was the best father and brother that one could ask for, even though Azerail and Grezhen were not really related at all. Professor Styx was also here, and that was his Head of House, although he had been through many Slytherin Heads of Houses, including Professor Manteia, Professor Black, Professor Mercer and now Professor Styx. It seemed as though Professor Styx was here to stay as well, which was one of the best things that one could ask for in the school, that was constantly hiring out professors left and right. Azerail had seen so many professors back and forth, and it would make others' mind spin. The thing that he would miss about the school most, was seeing sorting, and being the Head Boy. He was the head of all the Prefects, and the leader of the school with Arianna Tipley at his side. He was a little worried at first though, because he did not think that he would have been a good Head Boy, but that was not true. Azerail was not the best, but he was going down in history of this school because every Head Boy and Head Girl were remembered. Azerail would probably be remembered for his constant studying, and his kindness that he displayed to everyone.
--When Professor Weasley told both him and Arianna to come to the front to give out their speeches, Azerail felt his heart literally stop, and his breathing halted for a few seconds. Azerail let out a sigh, and looked over the crowd before he stepped to the podium. He rested his hands on the sides for a moment, and he stared over the crowd with his liquid silver eyes that seemed to reflect in the light for a moment. He cleared his throat and he spoke clearly, "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen. To be honest, I pulled a Theodore Snow and did not plan out my speech. Winging it is what I do, so wow, really don't know what to say." Azerail paused and he felt more nervous, but he refused to let it show on his face. He would not let his thoughts of public speaking go against him because now was the time to prove himself as a good leader for the school. That he was the best choice. He gazed over his friends, some being a little grumpy to be here. Oh well, they would get over it though. "Starting off with a quote would have sufficed, if I had someone I idolized. Like everyone, every seventh year walks through the Great Hall, for the first time, not knowing where they will be placed - or who their buddies would be. I was one of them, and never expected to be sorted into Slytherin. At first, yes, but now I don't know if the Hat made the right choice. I study more than most Ravenclaws." Azerail glanced over at the Ravenclaw soon-to-be graduates. They all looked rather stunning, though one looked like she was still a second year or a first, but Azerail would keep that rather quiet. Azerail paused for a moment, and he turned his eyes to the crowd once more. "I grew up around the time I was a second year, and it was not too long before I tried out for the Quidditch team. I became the Keeper, and it amazed me. I had something, something that meant something more than just studying and making great grades. Then in my sixth year, I received the Prefect title, and that meant so much more than a Quidditch position. Being Prefect was hard, it was earned somehow. I don't know how I earned it, but it happened."
--The speech was not preplanned, but winging it seemed to be doing a great job anyway. He was the Head Boy for a reason, and he was proving that he was good for the job. Azerail Lucas Varius was the sixth Head Boy, and second Slytherin Head Boy. It was a repeat of what happened last year, with the Head Girl being in Hufflepuff twice in a roll, and same with Head Boys. Only Azerail did not have the Co-Captain position for the Slytherin Quidditch team. He kept his position as Keeper, but anything other than that was not in his forte. He did not want anything other than what he already had. Azerail continued on, "So, I'll wrap this up. Fellow graduates, we have survived the OWLs and NEWTs. However it is just the beginning, because we have to get out there in the real world - create families, have jobs and sometimes follow a path that you will never see coming your way. I assure you all that most of us will not see each other again as depressing as that sounds. The memories are good, and some are bad. They will never be forgotten, and as we separate, we will remember each other, whether it was from what we did in the school or at least from perhaps the face. Sometimes the obstacles are hard to face, but with positive thinking, we will get past it." Azerail was almost finished thankfully. He was ready for his closing here soon, and he had to take a deep breath. There was a long journey ahead and there were three paths, the path of wrong doing, the path of complete mutual, and the path that would bring down the wrong doers. Azerail stared at the crowd as well as his fellow classmates-no-more, "Graduates of 2028, it is just the beginning of a long journey in front of us. And we won't have professors to teach us anymore. We are on our own soon. Good luck, and maybe we will see each other again." Azerail stepped from the podium, and he met eyes with Theodore for a moment, and he wondered if the boy even enjoyed his speech. It was not too long, but no one had ever heard Azerail talk that much in his life. He would never really talk that much unless he had to. He was the quiet type so who could blame him? Azerail went back to his fellow classmates were he stood with those that he knew and soon to receive his diploma. Taking a deep breath, he smiled when it was Arianna Tipley's turn to give the speech, her own. He knew that it would be good, because she was the best girl in their year, and that was why she earned the Head Girl position to begin with. It was a close tie with her and Taylor Mercer actually. Both were good candidates.
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