• after the war
The Battle of Hogwarts took place just months ago and with it, the end of Voldemort's second reign of terror. Magical creatures are scarcely found around the United Kingdom and Muggleborns are nearly depleted in numbers. Purebloods are almost just as bad off, as it would seem Halfbloods survived the best in odds.

After much debate with the new Ministry of Magic, new classes have been added and some old ones removed. The school has finally reopened after months of rebuilding, and students will return to hopefully rekindle the magical school to its former glory. Hogwarts will never be the same again, or will it? The new generation of students have arrived. The year 1998 will hopefully be a better year than the past few.

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Post by Aaron Reed on Mon Jun 24, 2013 6:12 pm

Aaron could practically feel a bead of sweat drop down from his hair and down his face as he eyed the man with the wand in his hand. He tried to stand as stiff as a board, but it just made his knees ache with the exertion. Couldn't he just go home already? His parents had had enough after he had received his wand, and they trudged off to the Leaky Cauldron after telling Aaron that they would be back after they had had something to drink. He bit his lip and started to move a little bit away from the floating needle before the man snapped at him.


Aaron jerked again and stood straight up. The man moved over to his right muttering to himself, and on reflex, Aaron turned his head to try and hear what the man was saying. "Non! Restez toujours!" Aaron swallowed inaudibly and watched the needle hovering near his hip again. He was getting tired of the man telling him to stay still, or at least, that's what he figured the man was saying in French. He wasn't up on languages after all. He yelped as the needle came close to him, and the man finally sighed. "Muggleborns. Oui, you're done. Allons-y."

The robe disappeared from his body and the boy couldn't move fast enough off the display. Although the man was done with him, Aaron had seen quite a number of odd hats that lined the back walls. Making sure the man wasn't going to get near him with that floating needle again, he made his way to the back of the store to look at some of the strange things these witches and wizards had.

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