Luena got up, snapping out of her thoughts. She opened the door, then returned to her spot.
"Take a seat." There were several blankets covering the floor, along with some pillows. There was a black, furry, beanbag in the corner, as well as a rocking chair parallel to it. The lights hung like Christmas lights, little bottles holding blue, misty, lights. There were posters of Houdini on one wall, along with a couple other magician posters.
"I love the decoration" she said, taking it all in, recognizing some of the people in the posters.
“Thanks!” Luena replied.
Marie continued looking around, in amazment at everything.
Scipio sat down, Ombra coiled up beside him. He stroked her head silently, looking around.
"So," Luena began. "Who the heck are you guys? And why can the snake talk?"
"Scipio Massimo. And she can only speak to Parselmouths. Perhaps you're one if you can understand her? I'm one, of course. That's why she listens to me."
Marie laughed, and then smacked her hand over her mouth. "Scipio, do you know what this means!" she said through her fingers.
"Im Marie Rydell by the way" she added.
"It means she's a Parselmouth." Scipio said simply, and Ombra nodded.
"Yea…" she trailed off. "Excuse me a minute." she said and walked outside to the balcony. She leaned over the side of the railing and hurled.
Luena nodded, pretending to understand.
"Huh. Anyway, you were talking about magic earlier, before I…" Luena failed to grasp the memory. "Before I fainted. And then y'all were gone. What do you know about magic?"
Scipio watched Marie leave, but said nothing about it. "I know a lot about magic, as do they I would presume. Considering that you can communicate with Ombra, I'd say you're a Parselmouth like me. That's someone who can speak to snakes. When you're young, it can be quite difficult to control your magic, but when you're eleven you get a wand. You can use that to channel magic through."
Marie wiped her mouth with her sleeve and walked back inside. "Yea yea that" she said sitting down on the floor.
"Cool." Luena replied, eyes sparkling with curiosity. "How old are you guys? Do any of you have wands?"
"Im 10. I dont have a wand, i wish i did. i can do some magic with out it though"
"I'm six. The only magic I can really control consistently is my Parseltongue. I've also become quite adept at levitation magic. However, I don't have a wand, and whenever I pick up a stick something bad happens. I've been researching a bit of wandlore, however, and I think I've got an idea of what my wand might be when I get it."
"Thats always cool. to have some sort of idea before you dive in head first" Marie said, dazed.
"That's so cool!" Luena exclaimed, before pausing. "Wait, you're six?" Luena was suddenly very aware at how close they were in height.
"Yeah, I don't like being unprepared. I've researched woods, cores, all the basics. I wouldn't call myself an expert by any standard, but I've got the general idea. And yes, I'm six." Scipio added.
"How did you get up here the first time? And how did you get down? How long was I out? What happened to the…" Again, the thought wouldn't complete itself.
"I levitated myself the first time and jumped off the railing to get down, floating a bit so I wouldn't, you know, die. I haven't a clue how long you were out for, since you were still out when we left. And the raven… he's right there, isn't he?" Scipio pointed up at the roof.
"The raven?" Luena looked up at the ceiling. "What raven?" A feeling of urgency shot through her.
"You know, the animagus? The raven that turned into a man? Don't you remember? I saw him on your roof a few minutes ago."
Luena gave Scipio [Scipio? Who names their kid Scipio? I'll just call him Skip] A blank look.
Somewhere above the fort, there was a raven smacking its head into a tree.
(He's Italian okay the weird names are normal for them)
"I did tell you about animagi. People who can turn into an animal? They're different from werewolves of course, since they choose to transform. Werewolves have no choice."
Above them the raven full out just sighed. He somehow, as a bird, sighed.
Luena took a second to think. She nodded, remembering that he did, right before her memories went fuzzy. She snapped back onto her current situation. "You mentioned something about some place. Pigmole? Pigfarts?"
"Hogwarts. It's a wizarding school. There's one in America called Ilvermorny, and other ones scattered about the globe."
Simon frowns and looks at Scipio. "That enough" he says softly. he looks at Luena.
"Luena, thats your name right? w-well, the magical world is dangerous and really scary, so if you want to do magic you have to be aware of that!!" he says worriedly.
"So please be careful with the power you have. and only go to a magic school if you're ready for the risks" he says, being quite serious.
(Scipio: Magic is lit woo
Simon: SUPER DANGEROUS
Scipio: Bro ur killin the mood)
