Post by Aisling Fraser R1 on Oct 6, 2010 23:52:11 GMT
Aisling stood outside the Hogwarts Express with her father, feeling completely out of place. Many people passed her by, not even realizing she was a student. She was dwarfed by her father, who as an imposing six feet and a half tall, with dark auburn hair and even darker mahogany eyes. Dressed in a fine suit in black, with a red shirt and gold tie, (He was a Gryffindor at one point in his life) he held on tight to his tiny daughter's hand. He held a large book under his other arm, which seemed brand new.
Her mismatched eyes gazed in wonder at the flurry of activity as all the other students and families gathered to say goodbye. A kitten, white with the same green eyes as her clear one, was clutched tightly, but not unkindly, in Aisling's free arm. She was glad he was so small, or else she would never have been able to keep a hold of him. Kimon was a gift to her for finally being able to join the throng of children to school in the wilds of Scotland.
Her trunk, black with silver fittings, rested on a cart beside her and her father. Her sisters couldn't make the time to see her off, because of work, but they had had a wonderful celebratory dinner the night before.
She was overwhelmed by the sheer number of people on the platform. Many of the students had already started making their way to the train, but Aisling just hung on tighter to her father's hand. "Daddy, I'm scared."
"Chin up, Munchkin. You'll do brilliantly!" He beamed down at his youngest, the one treasure he never thought to have. "You already know most of the material for first years, at least in theory. Knowing you, you'll do just fine."
"But, Daddy, I'll be eaten alive by the others!"
Donnovan simply laughed at her theatrics, kneeling down to try and look her in the eye. He placed the book on the ground carefully. Unfortunately, he still towered over her quite a bit. "Munchkin, never fear. I'll be just an owl away." He wrapped her in his arms, taking care of the wriggly kitten still clutched tight to her heart. "Now, you might as well get settled. You don't want Kimon escaping, do you?"
She shook her head quickly, which made her whole body sway. "No, Daddy."
"Good girl. Come on. I'll help you get your trunk stowed." He stood up, taking her hand again, making sure the large tome was once again secured under his arm. With his other he pushed the cart with her large trunk on it to the place set aside for storage. "Now remember, Munchkin, one of the house owls will be sent to Hogwarts with you. Use that one to send anything at all to me or one of your sisters. Also, chin up. You'll do fine."
Aisling gazed up at him as he talked, her eyes wide and watering. She threw her free arm around his leg and clutched him close, trying desperately not to cry. Much to her shame, tears fell from her watery eyes despite her will.
"Oh, Munchkin." He knelt again, taking out a handkerchief to wipe her tears away. "I do love you, Aisling. Never fear about that. I will be waiting for you to come home to me this winter." He slowly stood again, leaning down to kiss her on the top of the head. "Now, off you go. Oh, and here is another present for you. You should read it on the way there." He handed her the heavy book which almost made her stumble. She put Kimon down for just a moment, glad that he was attached to her with a leash and harness. She gazed at the book reverently, tracing the title with a shaking hand. The gold embossed words of Hogwarts: A History gleamed up at her as she smiled radiantly through her tears.
"Oh Daddy, I love it!" She hugged his leg again, comically pulling Kimon behind her with her wild gesture. He mewed loudly at the vile treatment, having been pulled away from a bug he was just about to pounce on.
"Now, hurry Munchkin, or you'll miss the train." Sure enough, the whistle had already sounded, signaling that it was time to seriously consider boarding or be left behind.
She nodded to him. "I love you Daddy!"
"Be safe, my little dream. You'll be just fine at Hogwarts." Donnovan smiled softly down at the tiny child, then placed another kiss on her upturned head. "Off you go now." He gently pushed her to get her going.
She held on tightly to the book that was her newest friend. Careful not to let it drag on the ground, she began to make her way to the train. The blue leash bound to her wrist pulled the kitten after her, and up the steps of the train.
Soon she could no longer see outside, having made her way into the narrow hall. She sat her book down for just a moment in order to pick Kimon up. She stuffed him into her jacket and buttoned it up, making sure he had enough of a space to breathe, but couldn't get away. Sure enough, his small white head poked out at the neck of her jacket as she picked the book up again. She ignored his wriggling and mewling as she made for a compartment, trying not to squish him with the item of knowledge held happily in her hands.
Though she was one of the last students on the train, she was successful at finding an empty compartment. She closed the door of it behind her and let Kimon out of his prison to roam around the small area. She ran to the window to see if her father was still there, and there he was, searching the many windows for her.
He waved, and blew her a kiss, and she knew she was going to be fine. She blew him a kiss in return then settled on one of the bench seats to get comfortable. Kimon had made his way onto the same seat, and curled up into a ball, apparently tired from all the excitement.
She picked up her book, but before she opened it, she looked out the window one more time. She took a deep breath and smiled. "From small beginnings come great things." She pet Kimon once before opening the book, eager to learn about her new home.
Her mismatched eyes gazed in wonder at the flurry of activity as all the other students and families gathered to say goodbye. A kitten, white with the same green eyes as her clear one, was clutched tightly, but not unkindly, in Aisling's free arm. She was glad he was so small, or else she would never have been able to keep a hold of him. Kimon was a gift to her for finally being able to join the throng of children to school in the wilds of Scotland.
Her trunk, black with silver fittings, rested on a cart beside her and her father. Her sisters couldn't make the time to see her off, because of work, but they had had a wonderful celebratory dinner the night before.
She was overwhelmed by the sheer number of people on the platform. Many of the students had already started making their way to the train, but Aisling just hung on tighter to her father's hand. "Daddy, I'm scared."
"Chin up, Munchkin. You'll do brilliantly!" He beamed down at his youngest, the one treasure he never thought to have. "You already know most of the material for first years, at least in theory. Knowing you, you'll do just fine."
"But, Daddy, I'll be eaten alive by the others!"
Donnovan simply laughed at her theatrics, kneeling down to try and look her in the eye. He placed the book on the ground carefully. Unfortunately, he still towered over her quite a bit. "Munchkin, never fear. I'll be just an owl away." He wrapped her in his arms, taking care of the wriggly kitten still clutched tight to her heart. "Now, you might as well get settled. You don't want Kimon escaping, do you?"
She shook her head quickly, which made her whole body sway. "No, Daddy."
"Good girl. Come on. I'll help you get your trunk stowed." He stood up, taking her hand again, making sure the large tome was once again secured under his arm. With his other he pushed the cart with her large trunk on it to the place set aside for storage. "Now remember, Munchkin, one of the house owls will be sent to Hogwarts with you. Use that one to send anything at all to me or one of your sisters. Also, chin up. You'll do fine."
Aisling gazed up at him as he talked, her eyes wide and watering. She threw her free arm around his leg and clutched him close, trying desperately not to cry. Much to her shame, tears fell from her watery eyes despite her will.
"Oh, Munchkin." He knelt again, taking out a handkerchief to wipe her tears away. "I do love you, Aisling. Never fear about that. I will be waiting for you to come home to me this winter." He slowly stood again, leaning down to kiss her on the top of the head. "Now, off you go. Oh, and here is another present for you. You should read it on the way there." He handed her the heavy book which almost made her stumble. She put Kimon down for just a moment, glad that he was attached to her with a leash and harness. She gazed at the book reverently, tracing the title with a shaking hand. The gold embossed words of Hogwarts: A History gleamed up at her as she smiled radiantly through her tears.
"Oh Daddy, I love it!" She hugged his leg again, comically pulling Kimon behind her with her wild gesture. He mewed loudly at the vile treatment, having been pulled away from a bug he was just about to pounce on.
"Now, hurry Munchkin, or you'll miss the train." Sure enough, the whistle had already sounded, signaling that it was time to seriously consider boarding or be left behind.
She nodded to him. "I love you Daddy!"
"Be safe, my little dream. You'll be just fine at Hogwarts." Donnovan smiled softly down at the tiny child, then placed another kiss on her upturned head. "Off you go now." He gently pushed her to get her going.
She held on tightly to the book that was her newest friend. Careful not to let it drag on the ground, she began to make her way to the train. The blue leash bound to her wrist pulled the kitten after her, and up the steps of the train.
Soon she could no longer see outside, having made her way into the narrow hall. She sat her book down for just a moment in order to pick Kimon up. She stuffed him into her jacket and buttoned it up, making sure he had enough of a space to breathe, but couldn't get away. Sure enough, his small white head poked out at the neck of her jacket as she picked the book up again. She ignored his wriggling and mewling as she made for a compartment, trying not to squish him with the item of knowledge held happily in her hands.
Though she was one of the last students on the train, she was successful at finding an empty compartment. She closed the door of it behind her and let Kimon out of his prison to roam around the small area. She ran to the window to see if her father was still there, and there he was, searching the many windows for her.
He waved, and blew her a kiss, and she knew she was going to be fine. She blew him a kiss in return then settled on one of the bench seats to get comfortable. Kimon had made his way onto the same seat, and curled up into a ball, apparently tired from all the excitement.
She picked up her book, but before she opened it, she looked out the window one more time. She took a deep breath and smiled. "From small beginnings come great things." She pet Kimon once before opening the book, eager to learn about her new home.