One hop, two hop, three hop - four!

[Sidney Carver]

One hop, two hop, three hop, thought Sidney Marcus as he jumped from one stone to the next. Life was fun. Full of stories yearning to be acted out in front of the world. Sidney, arms outstretched, hopped and hopped and hopped, sounds of laughter echoing like music across the gardens. The young boy jumped over roses. He laughed even more with raising volume. Sidney Marcus Carver returned to Hogwarts New Zealand after the break with eagerness to make friends. Eyes the color of chocolate admired the gardens; despite of this, his brain registered a rain forest full of colorful and dangerous animals. Rainbows and the calls of birds were real in his mind as his imagination reached no end. The Gryffindor boy fell to his knees as he admired the trees that were not there. Suddenly, Sidney Marcus broke into a run. He was a blur through the forests. He could hear a jaguar coming after him! He ran and ran.

CRASH! Visions of rain forest and the hungry growls of the jaguar faded into the background as Sidney fell to his bottom after crashing into a body. Falling onto his back, he reached out to the sky before the thirteen year old released a groan. What was that? pondered the teenager. Sitting up, chocolate eyes looking toward the person he crashed into after playing in his own adventures. And his face swirled and formed pure happiness. He knew this girl! Sidney jumped to his feet and smiled broadly. "Hi!" greeted the imaginative Gryffindor.

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clothing: muggle wear

 

[Bridie Cortez]

It was a beautiful day to be outside. The Ravenclaw was laying on her back, memorizing the sky in her head. It was a weird gift she had, something her mother calls, 'Photographic Memory'. Bridie knew it was weird, because her mother didn't miss an opportunity to let her daughter know that she wasn't fond of who Bridie was becoming. It didn't bother Bridie much anymore though; at Hogwarts she had come to know quite a few odd people. She wasn't friends with them as this Cortez found it difficult to become friends with anyone - very much unlike her parents.
After remembering every angle of the sky, the sun and the clouds, Bridie sat up, and began to focus on one of the many flowers in the Hogwarts Garden. She wanted to get this drawing perfect, and she knew that it could take awhile, but thats why she was thankful for her memory. Bridie decided on a Cherry Blossom, a cute little flower, with many unique things to make it pretty. Smiling to herself, Bridie stood up and studied the little flower, mentally noting where each petal sat, which one was crinkled, and which ones had obvious markings from a bee sitting on it.
Bridie turned away from the flower, going back to her spot to collect a pencil and some drawing paper, ready to get started on her new masterpiece. But before Bridie could move back to her flower, she felt a massive weight collapse against her back. Seeing her pen and paper go flying, Bridie fell face forwards, in what felt like slow motion before quickly turning around and looking up at the cause. Bridie winced at her fast movement, but the pain quickly subsided as Bridie recognized the face. It was the crazy boy she had met before coming to Hogwarts! She giggled at his excitement before standing up and brushing herself down. "Hey - Sidney? Am I correct, or did my memory fail me?" Bridie asked softly.

 

[Sidney Carver]

As hyper as he was, Sidney was surely calming down as the scenery melted around him to form something that was called reality. Sidney hated reality, but he would deal with it. There was something else that he had loved. Growing up, he found something that seemed ancient, retro. Something called Pokemonsters. He loved them! He always wanted a Charmander, but his parents had settled to give him a lizard that they colored red. It did not satisfy the fantasy loving Gryffindor. Sidney moved his hair from his eyes and he nodded when she got his name right. It was a girl's name, so it was not that hard to forget. He liked his middle name though. Marcus. It sounded really cool, like a leader's name, perhaps of fire. His thoughts were running away from him, and he finally ended up saying, "Your memory proves to be correct!" His however was fading. He did not remember her name but it started with a B. He started to run the B names in his mind, travelling at about two hundred names per hour. Then he had it. Bridie! He hoped that he would not call her Birdie, because that would have been rude, calling her a bird like that.

"And you are...Bridie? What house did you get into? I can't remember for the life of me," spoke the young teenager. He wondered if she was a Gryffindor, but if she was, she would have been in the common room. She never was, so he had to think that she was something else. He doubted that she was a Slytherin. Some of those girls were nasty. Then he wanted to show her something, something that he thought that she might be interested in. He did not know many of her interests since it had been years since they had first spoke. He had a little pouch that he kept these really old cards in. Baseball cards, pokemon cards, anything he could find. Finally, he pulled out the shiny card that he thought that she would like. "I don't know if you know who that is, but it is something called a pokemonster, and that one is a fairy. It shines in the light too. I have like three so maybe you can draw this?" He looked down at the ground when he knew that he had bumped something like that out of her hands. His excitement for seeing her never calmed down either, but he hoped he wasn't shouting in her face either.​