The School Of Binding (Witches and Wizards)
This is a stage in a witch and wizard’s life where they come to a decision of not only what course they want to take in magic, but also discovering familiar that will choose to bond with you depending on your choice of course. I hope you all find the familiar best suited to you.
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Welcome To The School Of Bonding! (Chapter 1)
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*Liv walked up to Zebain and patted his head*
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Lilianne took her left hand off the strings, pressing it to her forehead. Many, many thoughts were leaking into her subconscious. Taking her best effort to keep her hands from shaking, she put her guitar away and dashed down the stairs, keeping one hand on her temples and the other to knock on Ms. Claude’s door. The thoughts were even louder, now that she was closer to the source of them.
Ignis was about to answer Delilah when he turned and saw Monty. As you probably know, most wild snakes eat birds. With a shriek, he took off in the air, fluttering around the ceiling in a fright.</span>
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Ace looked at Zebain with aww “D-do you think he will let me? I mean it’s kinda like I haven’t been here the whole time so I don’t know if he gave me permission or not.” he whispered to Piper
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Monty looked at the bird “be still child I have had my fill today. Now I don’t really feel tired anymore so I’m just going to explore now” he says slightly laughing at the bird
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Goldmyth sits back down, “Just a grummpy wolf that never got to eat his 3 little pigs.”
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*Liv continued to pat the wolf since he didn’t lash out at her*”Lads alright,” She smiled.
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Goldmyth smiles, “That’s kinda cute. I bet he is soft.”
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“I- I- I apologize, Mr. S-Snake.” Ignis stutters, flapping back down to settle back on Delilah’s back. “You just frightened me, for obvious r-reasons.”
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Ms. Claude opened her door, a cup of coffee in hand and her hair pulled back highly into a bun. She looked surprised at first at the sight of Lilianne but immediately stepped aside with a smile. “You don’t look so good. Want some coffee or something?”
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Delilah shook her head at both familiars. “Come night, snake, and you will be ready for bed and seeking my services…” She huffed out a sigh before looking up to Ignis fluttering wildly about. “Be calm. It is strictly against the rules here for familiars to eat one another. If I had wanted to, I could have just very well eaten you myself. Now come down, please, Mr. Swift.”
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“He says he likes to be patted on the head and a few good scratches. I don’t think he cares who does them…” She edged over, a smile coming to her face as she smoothed the fur back from Zebain’s neck and across his back. Not too far back, though, as she remembered her cat’s sensitive hips at home.  “So soft…especially for someone who lights their hair on fire. Come on, that can’t be good for split ends.” She looked up at Goldmyth and smiling. “You know you want to pet him.”
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“Oh, he’ll bite me..” Goldmyth looks at her braid and puts a flower in it.
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Rea slammed open the doors to the school, ignoring everyone until she found the headmaster’s office. She pounded on the door. “Hey, are you in there? I have questions about my parents!”
Calcifer stood in the field, watching the stag graze. His prey did not even know he was there…. he launched forward and attacked.
A short while later, he had piled the bones of the deer and buried the leftovers deep in the ground. “Time to find that school I heard about…”
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“I dunno. He seems to be enjoying it quite  a bit.” She smiled, at Zebain. “Come over and see. Ooh! That flower is actually pretty in your hair. Maybe for the winter ball you could wear flowers in your hair. Silver ones, maybe…” She pondered, plucking another dandelion and huffing at it.
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The headmistress opened the door to her office to see a shorter silvery-gray haired in front of her, looking defiant. Ms. Vine immediately noticed that the features and aura this girl gave off were not that of a witch’s. So what was she doing here? “Your parents? Miss, unless your parents are witches and wizards they shouldn’t be here.” She said doubtfully, but Genie, her gold-haired monkey familiar, hopped off her shoulder and landed on the ground between the two. “Come on, Clarissa, hear the child out. With good reason we can both see she is quite distressed.” Ms. Vine’s eyes scanned the girl before she smiled a bit, “I’m sorry dear. Today’s been a long day with the excitement of students choosing classes. Come in,”Â
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Lilianne didn’t bother with the greetings or thank you’s. “How do I make the voices stop?” She hisses, stumbling slightly. “They never go away. I can’t ignore them.” She says softly, almost like a child, rubbing at her forehead and trying in vain to shut out the voices.
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Ignis flew down to alight upon Delilah’s back once more, still slightly shaken and jittery. “I apologize, I Â just startle very, very easily.” He tweets quietly, rustling his feathers.
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Goldmyth smiles and looks at some daisies and picking about 10, she puts them in her braid and smiles, “That’s really nice.”
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Ms. Claude looked over her shoulder where Ms. Vine had taken the girl in. “…No, all of my students problems are important. Ms. Vine as the headmistress should know all needed for her. I just work as the co-headmistress. The replacement, if you will.” The dark haired woman sat her coffee down. “Now what’s this of voices? Have you always heard voices, or is this something new?”
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“In the natural realm you have every reason to startle. But within these walls, things are different. Now, your name is up there and across from it your room number.” She said, referring to the scroll. “It’s all blurry for me since I’m far-sighted, so what does it say?”
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“My name? Why would my name be on your board? No, more important, may parents were witch and wizard!” she frowned. “But then they were werewolves, and now they’re missing. Julia and Quinn? ” she asked hopefully, fidgeting slightly.
Calcifer stood at the doors, getting excited. He was late, but he was here!