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skywailer · 7 years

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✉️ fun facts: I love dogs!! my favorite color is mustard yellow. I love cold weather despite living in a tropical climate. I love podcasts a whole lot!! (lmk if you want recs lol) I wish I had more time to read and watch movies. I tend to have a small but close knit group of friends and I really like true crime/creepy stuff! :)

I feel you, deeply, on the cold weather front. Here you go! Sorry for the wait. Home things happening, and stuff. Things. This came out a bit long so I had to put it under a read more!

Wanna know what your first year at Hogwarts looks like through caffeinated eyes?

how you got your Hogwarts acceptance letter: you were seated in the middle of a particularly colorful exhibit at the local art museum, having lingered while your parents were off touring the rest of the place (they were actually on the floor above yours, freaking out because where did you go off to now?). You were thinking idly at the moment about how you’d decorate your dorm, if you were even allowed to do that, when a disturbance tore your eyes away from the painting you were admiring. Since this was a muggle institution, it was just a tad off to spot an owl bee-lining towards you; after all, you’d expected the letter to arrive at your house, or already waiting on your doorstep, maybe even your desk. This specific owl, though, was a bit insistent about hand-to-hand delivery. It landed - well, crashed - on the bench beside you, letter clutched within its mouth. With a sound that sounded a lot like complaining, it dropped the envelope onto your lap and immediately started flapping its wings to leave. It batted you in the face a few times in its attempt to fly off, and definitely caused a scene at the entrance of the museum that may or may not have involved fecal matter. Your parents found you easily after that.

head canons about your trip on the Hogwarts Express: you were extremely upset that you could not get a dog as your familiar, not even a small little thing like a pug or a shih-tzu, and were still grumbling and positively scowling, even as you boarded the train. You were going to make it your mission to petition the school, once you were there, to allow them. If cats could come, it just didn’t make sense; though, petition or no petition, no one could kick you out if you had, hypothetically, hidden a small shih-tzu in a secret compartment of your suitcase, now could they? (You’d done your research beforehand, read the rules of the school, and found that nowhere was it mentioned that you could be suspended for doing anything of the sort- no one actually thought to think that scheme up, and after you heard about the three-headed dog from two years ago? You would win any debate, honestly). After waltzing into a cabin and situating yourself, and carefully placing your suitcase between your legs (and raising your eyebrows at anyone who glanced at it curiously when it… barked), you settled in for a soothing ride to school. Even had a book you’d been planning to read for a very, very long time and finally had quite a good amount of time to actually read- and a soothing rain as backdrop to your suspense novel. But you honestly should have known better, after all you’d heard said about Hogwarts and the strange things that go on at this school. It didn’t take long for the first Strange Thing to happen, when the train came to a jolting stop and the lights died out. One student in your cabin screeched out, the other two were much more subtle about their freaking out, but you. Oh, you were psyched. You knew odd things would happen, but on the train? While you were on it? You practically forgot the title of the book you had in your hands, and stared expectantly out the window for some clue to the spookiness going down. Joke was on you, though, because the spookiness was in the train. When the cabin shook and a shadow approached the door, clawed and ghastly and positively glorious, you were torn between being extremely worried for your well-being and wanting desperately to open the door and solve the mystery. In the end, you waited until the shadow crept onward before you darted for the door and swung it open (despite the hissed protests from those in your cabin) and spotted the cloaked figure just as it entered another cabin. You were immediately relieved it hadn’t actually come for you, or your cabin-mates. A dementor was an interesting sight to see, but also a bit… petrifying. At least you managed to get out without a single person ratting out your dog.

what happened when you went head-to-head hat with the sorting hat: your family being a mix of all types of houses, you were one of the calmer students going up to the stool. You didn’t feel the pressure of fitting in, as you knew that wherever you went- you would find a niche of friends. Though, you had your guess about where you’d get sorted. It was between Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, and a little part of you wished you could take turns in all the houses- really. You sat down, hands gripping tight to the edges of the seat, because even though you didn’t have any expectations you cared to live up to- you still wanted to make sure it was a good fit. When the hat was plopped upon your head, it thought it through a little bit- sorting through your catalog of art, books, and innermost thoughts. “Ravenclaw!” It called out, and though yellow was and still is your favorite color- blue suited you nicely.

who’s your squad: A lot of your friends are pooled from the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw houses, but one of your best mates is Luna Lovegood (she helped paint the ceiling above your bed that first night at Hogwarts and always brings treats for your dog). You are the kind of person that manages to pull people together and have created a strongly woven bond between you, Luna, Lee, Ernie, Hannah, and Anthony.

general first-year shenanigans you were up to while Harry was being Harry:

the second you opened your suitcase two things happened: 1- all your books tumbled onto the floor and it was a Little Embarrassing but the rest of the girls who shared your dorm just smiled and helped you pick them all up. 2 - your dog escaped.

you realized immediately why it is that dogs just cannot be allowed on Hogwarts grounds, because they have no sense of “no” and bark at every owl that passes the window, and end up chasing ghosts down the hall and getting lost.

that first night was spent running after your dog with Luna carrying bait in her hand, praying to Merlin that the portraits wouldn’t rat you out. Especially with how your dog nearly peed on one of them.

the rest of the night, once your dog was dead asleep on your bed, was spent painting that mural with Luna and sorting through all the books you’d brought to read in your ‘spare time’.

you never actually got to read any of those books. But your roommates did. They recommend them, 10/10.

Instead of reading books in your free time, you were Obsessed with finding out the details of Sirius Black’s escape from Azkaban and enjoyed playing detective on the case, reading up on old news articles on the Potter incident and Black’s family record. Every development was like a new chapter in a suspense novel.

and werewolves??? The rumor of a werewolf in the woods had you psyched when a full moon rolled in.

you were actually really bothered by the lack of yellow in your ensemble and ended up working with Luna to stitch up some accents onto your House scarf and tie. You even added yellow to the underside of your robes for a color splash.

during the winter, you enjoyed taking your dog out for a walk in the snow, and having an excuse to bundle up in gold and blue sweaters and beanies.

your petition was eventually approved by the school to allow dogs, but only if they were potty trained and, ahem, stopped growling at the portraits.

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