Rune Everglades

Backstory

My letter arrived right in my lap as I sat in my windowsill, reading. It didn't take long for me to gather everything due to small fortune my parents had left me when they died. Both of them went to Hogwarts and they knew one day I would go to. I live in a battered down orphanage but the caretakers were nice and let me go to the library whenever I wanted. When they heard the news I made it in, they were all very proud. When I got to Hogwarts to be sorted, the hat was silent for a moment or two. It probably had to sort through all the thoughts going at lightning speed in my head. That or the amount of worry I had if I didn't make it into Ravenclaw like my mum. (Dad was a Slytherin and was one of the few that never went bad.) Finally the sorting hat claimed I was a true Ravenclaw through and through and claps and hoots erupted from my new house table. I can't wait to learn charms and potions and well basically everything. I am just so thrilled! A group of Slytherins eventually walk over, sneers on each of their faces. They question each of the new first years in Ravenclaw (them being second years themselves) and trying to find out who is a pureblood and who isn't. They finally get to me. "So first year, what's your answer, hmm?" the one in the center asks. I roll my eyes, "Both of my parents are magic if that's what you are looking for. Now bug off I'm trying to eat." A couple of whoops from the all the Weasleys at the Gryffindor table makes me blush and I turn away from the group where the center student, (Who I learn is Draco Malfoy), scoffs and walks to the next student. Soon the conversation moved to He-who-must-not-be-named. At the orphanage, they tried to keep everyone calm and away from information like that. Not everyone there was a wizard or witch after all. Yet, I tried to stay up to date with all the information I could about him, and then I learned about Harry Potter, who now sat not that far from me next to Ron Weasley. It just made me dizzy with all the information I had learned and I had so many questions. A boy who was also a first year sat next to me and tapped me on the shoulder, "So...What do you think is your greatest strength? I think mine is charms because my mum taught me all about them. She was the top first year when she was here." he beamed with that boast. My greatest strength? "Well I find that I can do almost anything if I put my mind to it, yet I know that I particularly wonderful at Wizards Chess and Potions and spells. My Father was a Slytherin, and my mum was a Ravenclaw. I have a lot to mount up to. Now cats on the other hand, send me to sniffles. I'm allergic. Hives and everything, the whole shazam." The boy laughed and nodded, " Yeah I feel that. Both of my parents are Hufflepuff's. They are going to be absolutely knocked off their feet when they hear that I got into Ravenclaw. My name is Laurence Westfield, nice to me you." He sticks out his hand and I smile and take it. "Rune Everglades, the pleasure is all mine." When I say my name his face goes into shock. "You're an Everglades? Your parents! Is it true they are Dragonologists? I've read your mothers paper, "Dragons: Beauty of the Flame." a thousand times!" His shock turns into a smile. "Yes they WERE. The same wonderful job that got them killed." I answer him. I am not angry though. People get really happy about them, so happy they forget about them dying. Laurence's smile disappears, "Oh My Fiddlesticks! I am so sorry. I was just so excited!" his apologies are sincere and I accept them with a smile. Malfoy shoves his head in-between Laurence and I with a wicked smile on his face, "Oh look it here. Everglades is wee orphan. Almost as being poor like the Weasleys with their tragic hand-me-downs." There's scuffling of chairs and the sounds of people standing and being pulled back down. Professor McGonagall appears next to the scene. "Malfoy return to you seat." She says, ready to take points already if needed. He rolls his eyes and returns to the Slytherin table. Laurence looks at me and smiles, and I return it. "So what pet did you bring? I have a toad, her name is Daisy." He says and smiles as a toad out of his pocket and onto the table. The toad has a small yellow ribbon around her neck. "Lovely. I have a Northern Saw Whet Owl. It quite tiny, I hope she can carry most of my letters and packages. God knows the orphanage will send loads on my birthday. They always do." I smile thinking about my little owl. "Her name is Doe." Laurence smiles. "Well Rune, I hope we can be friends, and I hope I'll meet Doe one day. " I nod and smile, "Friend is something I will happily call you Laurence." I say and we smile at one another and return to our meal.