Jeremiah Raven
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- Wand
- Yew Wand 14" Essence of Fairy Dust
- Age
- 4/2019
It was the holidays and Jeremiah was surprised that his parents had allowed him to visit any of his friends during the holidays. It was truly a very rare occurrence, but it probably only happened because Dante was having some of his friends over and it would be more convenient to send Miah on his way, rather than risk him embarrassing the family name with company in the house. Dunedin, New Zealand was a rather interesting place. It was covered with muggles, and he wasn't sure why, but they were all staring at him. Did he have something on his face? Or was it the fact that he had a huge trunk with him and his wand was visible, along with his bird? What was he expected to do, not pack all his things? Sure, law said that he was not to use magic, but if he was ever attacked, he would want his wand with him. So the law could stick it. After a few minutes, Jeremiah sighed and stuffed his wand into his robes. Maybe that was the problem. His robes. A smile crossed his face. That was why he was getting strange looks, he wasn't dressed like a muggle. Well, the muggles could stick it too. Jeremiah pulled out a small piece of paper with Ryder's not-so-good handwriting all over it. His blue eyes took a second to focus on the writing because it resembled well fashioned squiggles, but he soon found a house number amongst the mess of letter and started counting the numbers down to his destination.
Jeremiah became confused. The house number of Ryder's house was an even number, but all the houses he passed were odd numbers. Miah's first language was not English, but he knew how to count, and he was sure that the numbers 71, 73, and 75 did not go like that. Where were the even numbers? The boy looked across the busy road and his heart sank a little. He soon realised that the even numbers were on the other side of the road, meaning that he had to cross the street to reach them. Why couldn't Ryder live on the odd side of the road? He sighed slightly and place his foot on the road, but quickly jumped back when a huge car came near him. He bumped into his trunk and hurt his shin. "Perfetto." He muttered, rubbing his shin and looking back to the road. It wasn't that scary, it was just a paved path that allowed huge, dangerous, loud, smelly, muggle vehicles cross it. Nothing too serious. Once again, Jeremiah stepped onto the road and after a few steps, he saw a car and decided to just run across the whole road and get to the other side of the road as quickly as possible. Amazingly, he made it in one piece and he was so grateful. He had honestly seen his life flash before his eyes when he saw more cars coming his way. It was menacing.
Jeremiah read the paper once again. He was close to Ryder's house, the numbers were getting closer to the scribbled number on the paper. He soon found himself to a relatively small house, well, it was small to him. Miah was used to far bigger houses. Leaving his trunk at the bottom of the steps, Miah walked up and knocked on the door. When it was opened, Miah was greeted by a brunette man and a blonde woman. They looked like nice people, but seemed quite confused. They even asked who he was. A frown formed on the young Gryffindor's face, he was under the impression that Ryder had told his parents that he was coming today. He wasn't late, nor was he early, so they should know who he was. "I apologise, I must be at the incorrect house." He stated, his Italian accent slurring his words, making the man and woman seem even more confused. "Good day." He added, going to walk back down the steps.
Jeremiah became confused. The house number of Ryder's house was an even number, but all the houses he passed were odd numbers. Miah's first language was not English, but he knew how to count, and he was sure that the numbers 71, 73, and 75 did not go like that. Where were the even numbers? The boy looked across the busy road and his heart sank a little. He soon realised that the even numbers were on the other side of the road, meaning that he had to cross the street to reach them. Why couldn't Ryder live on the odd side of the road? He sighed slightly and place his foot on the road, but quickly jumped back when a huge car came near him. He bumped into his trunk and hurt his shin. "Perfetto." He muttered, rubbing his shin and looking back to the road. It wasn't that scary, it was just a paved path that allowed huge, dangerous, loud, smelly, muggle vehicles cross it. Nothing too serious. Once again, Jeremiah stepped onto the road and after a few steps, he saw a car and decided to just run across the whole road and get to the other side of the road as quickly as possible. Amazingly, he made it in one piece and he was so grateful. He had honestly seen his life flash before his eyes when he saw more cars coming his way. It was menacing.
Jeremiah read the paper once again. He was close to Ryder's house, the numbers were getting closer to the scribbled number on the paper. He soon found himself to a relatively small house, well, it was small to him. Miah was used to far bigger houses. Leaving his trunk at the bottom of the steps, Miah walked up and knocked on the door. When it was opened, Miah was greeted by a brunette man and a blonde woman. They looked like nice people, but seemed quite confused. They even asked who he was. A frown formed on the young Gryffindor's face, he was under the impression that Ryder had told his parents that he was coming today. He wasn't late, nor was he early, so they should know who he was. "I apologise, I must be at the incorrect house." He stated, his Italian accent slurring his words, making the man and woman seem even more confused. "Good day." He added, going to walk back down the steps.