- Messages
- 584
- Wand
- Curly 13 1/2" Unyielding Acacia Wand with Unicorn Hair Core
- Age
- 1/2016
Hades Lutrov the second was not an average Hufflepuff boy at all. He was silent, eerie and he loved to follow people. He was normally silent as the grave, and he did not know anything about houses. No, he figured that the house that was best for him was non-existent. He would never belong anywhere, and that was because of the type of person he was. He was just like his father, but young, and not knowing between good and evil. People here seemed to bore Hades though. And he was separated from his sister - well, someone he considered his sister that his father adopted. Hades walked up the stairs and he had heard that Kaia was in Ravenclaw, and Ravenclaws were birds, right? And they liked heights so he figured that there would be at least one up here to tell him that Kaia was about. He did not want this. He did not want Kaia to be apart from him, but it was the way it worked out, and he had yet to tell his father. What would he say? Hades knew that his aunt, Patricia, was the Head Girl of this school the previous year, but would he ever turn out like her? She seemed far too nice really. All Hufflepuffs were not like that, were they? Hades surely to Merlin hoped not.
Hades entered the North Tower, and he wondered if there was anyone here. He glanced around the room, and saw that there was no one here. Perfect, it was getting darker too, so he would not have to endure the painful light of the sun. Hades lifted his head up, his almost black eyes landing on everything here. He walked across the room and saw the window, no glass upon it. He could feel the breeze from below, and he narrowed his eyes in wonder at the grounds. Many others were running inside, and he did not see why. Hades glanced up at the horizon and saw the pink and orange sky splashed to create a view that would dazzle others, but Hades did not care. He put his arms onto the seal and he leaned against the stone wall as he gazed outside in thought. He did not like it here really, but there was nothing he could really do about it.
Hades entered the North Tower, and he wondered if there was anyone here. He glanced around the room, and saw that there was no one here. Perfect, it was getting darker too, so he would not have to endure the painful light of the sun. Hades lifted his head up, his almost black eyes landing on everything here. He walked across the room and saw the window, no glass upon it. He could feel the breeze from below, and he narrowed his eyes in wonder at the grounds. Many others were running inside, and he did not see why. Hades glanced up at the horizon and saw the pink and orange sky splashed to create a view that would dazzle others, but Hades did not care. He put his arms onto the seal and he leaned against the stone wall as he gazed outside in thought. He did not like it here really, but there was nothing he could really do about it.