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A happy home  PV 

Home was a small hippogriff that made up for it's size with a attitude the size of a fully grown graphorn. Kaegen had decided, withing only a few seconds of seeing the wonderful creature, that it was the one for him. He was going to be it's friend, come what may. For several days now, he had continuously hummed for home, brought it treats, cared for it in every way that the ravenclaw boy could think of. Home did not share Kaegen's feeling on the matter, but it didn't matter, the boy was patient, and could wait. Would wait. It may take months, or years. But you were never impatient around animals. Especially magical ones. Kaegen himself had an abundance of patience, enough for several adults put together. It had been the first lesson of hunting. And he had learned it well.
Kaegen was walking up to the stables, moving smoothly, softly. He hardly made a sound, save for a quiet, haunting, broken hum. The melody didn't make any sense, it didn't have any rythm. But it was a hum nonetheless. And it seemed to carry on the wind, going quite a distance before fading into nothingness. As smooth as the rest of him moved, his eyes were jerky, flashing about from side to side, making sure to not miss anything. And so he saw a girl, across the grass. He didn't pay her much mind though, focusing instead on the problem of home, and how to get the fiesty little hippogriff to not hate him.

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A happy home  PV 

Peach had been wanting to see some of the creatures at the school for a while now. The classes were strictly restricted to no touching and staying at about a mettre from every animal, which the young girl found a little useless. She had only heard about the stables a day ago, but she had no clue of where they might be. They were quite far from where the classes of Care for Magical Creatures took place, which resulted in quite a lot of walking. The day had been chilly so far, so she was equipped with her house coat and scarf.

It was while walking down to where the stables supposedly were that she saw a young Ravenclaw walk the same way as she did. He saw her but didn't give her any attention and kept on walking. The young Hufflepuff walked the best she could on branches and leaves and rocks to get to his level. He was taller than her and had heaps of little containers strapped to himself with belts and ropes. The young girl smiled and waved. " Hi! I'm Peach! I'm looking for the stables. I was told they were somewhere around here but not precisely. " she said, slightly bouncing up and down. 

It had been months since she had been in contact with any sort of creature and it make her feel immense joy to think that she might be able to see some. She wasn't too sure if the stables were a restricted area or jot but at this point, she did not care much. She wanted to see them.

She remembered that as a child, she used to take care of bowtruckles and she would help her mother to do so too. She missed being in touch with them, she missed it so much that her excitement was too big to contain.

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"I can unlock them for you, if you like."
Kaegen's eyes tracked the movement of this girl closely, like he did with everyone else. No one was getting the drop on him, ever. Fool him once, shame on him. Fool him twice, everlasting shame and the reclamation of all of his titles on him.
But there was nothing especially worrisome. Nothing that made him fret any more than the rest of the people did. He would show her the stables. It made sense to, after all they were on the same track. And the creatures were for everyone to study, as long they didn't break any rules.
What was the worst thing that would happen aside from her suddenly reading his mind and then vaporizing him off of the edge of the earth, or her turning out to be dragon disguised as... No, even he had to admit that was ridiculous. Unless it was a small dragon with jelly bones or something weird. However, theories aside, she was most likely to be a student. There were more students then where shapeshifting jellobone dragons. Walking slow to allow the girl to catch up, Kaegen opened the bolt, and swung open the doors to the stables.

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When he offered to unlock the gate for her, she nodded, whispering a faint thank you. She caught up to him and walked by his side to the stables, making sure to remember the path they had taken in case she needed to come back someday. When he swung the door open, she was hit with the smell of fur and other doubtful things. She smiled widely, jumping up and down. There was a little everything there, bowtruckles and fire-crabs and...a hippogriff? Peach's eyes widened as she observed the creature. On it's hate was written Home in golden letters. It was a stormy grey and it was as talk as her, even taller.

She looked over to the boy, as if she was waiting for a permission to step forward and have a better look at the animal. Her heart was pounding in her chest and her cheeks were rosy from the cold. Spring was slowly making its way to the castle but it was a slow process and temperatures reached pretty low numbers. She took a hesitant step forward, to observe all of the little creatures. There were a couple that she had worked with when she accompanied her mother to her work but others she knew simply because of books and dictionaries. She was surprised at the number of creatures that resided here and she knew that even more were in the dark forest. 

She turned around to see what the young boy was doing. He hadn't introduced himself and that made Peach slightly uneasy but she did not let it show.

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The boy walked over to the cage labelled home and opened it. He had a friend out there that would be playing in the game soon, and it would be nice if he could cheer them on. Sadly, due to his lack of loud voice, he was not easy to hear. To fix that, the boy had decided to face home, connect with her, and then have home cheer for him. A hippogriff's eagle screech was nothing to sneeze at, everyone would be able to hear her from a mile away, guaranteed.
The girl was standing in front of the cage, and she looked back at him, uneasily. What was wrong, did she not like hippogriffs or something? He admitted they could be a bit dangerous if you didn't know what you were doing. Even if you did know what you were doing, their power, deadly claws and beak were nothing to sneeze at. His voice carried through the stables, whispery, faraway, and barely there.
"What's wrong?"
Something was certainly bothering her, that much was clear to see. If she answered, he would find out. If she didn't answer, then he would most likely try and find out anyway. Assuming he found it interesting, anyway. Home glared at him from the opened stables.

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Peach frowned, disappointed in herself. She was an open book to some people and this boy certainly was one of them. She turned back around to face the hippogriff who was curiously staring at them. How pretty was it! She found herself admiring it's feathers, reminding her of the sky in winter, right before snow. Her frown disappeared to give place to a small smile. She then remembered the boy's question. " I don't know your name... " she said softly. It prrobably was a petty thing to be uncomfortable about but names were important to her. They were the base of a person and the names corresponded highly to what that person was. Peach was a sweet as her name suggested although her physique didn't match it well. 

The hippogriff, Home, was making no movements. It's eyes were scanning the young girl as it had never seen her before. Peach was doing so too. Hippogriffs could be terrifying sometimes. Their strength was way more superior to humans and even magic could barely hurt them. If it wanted, it could kill her right now and then and would feel no remorse whatsoever about it. They could crush to to pieces in the matter of seconds or rip your brains out with their beaks. The young girl slightly shivered at the thought of her brain spread on the floor of the stables. 

Such powerful creatures could not be contained, but if you had some kind of friendship with one, it would last forever. Probably. The young girl remembered that to salute a hippogriff, bowing to them was important but she waited for the boy to do so first. 

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A happy home  PV 

She didn't know his name? Oh, right that was probably because he hadn't given it to her yet. He had been too busy thinking about Home. With most hippogriffs, you bowed. But not with home. Home was different. Home didn't want anyone to bow, didn't want anyone's humble respect. She was a warrior, a fighter through to the core. And Kaegen wasn't sure how to appease that. He could fight her, and prove his worth. But that would probably end up with him dead, and the hippogriff laughing, or just bored. He really couldn't think of anything that would work, so he just came back and hummed, day after day. Realizing he still hadn't responded to the girl, he introduced himself in full, to make up for the time lag.
"I am Kaegen Deathmote, fens-born scarf-wielder. He who was called fat tadpole as a babe, suicidal idjit as a toddler, and earned the name Eeh before arriving at hogwarts."
He skipped the part about where the authority for his name came from, there wasn't really any point to that. And besides, that would lead to questions, which would distract from the main objective here. Getting Home to not hate his guts, and her guts. Really, get her to like anyone. Especially him. Home was having none of it, and pawed the ground.

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That...was precise? A scarf wielder? So original. She couldn't complain, He he had given her more information than expected and she wasn't quite sure what she would do with it. She decided to focus on the Hippogriff rather than start over thinking. Home was standing quietly, observing them with ice cold eyes. Kaegen didn't how to her and Peach frowned slightly. It was either because he did not know, which was unlikely or because Home was one of the rare hippogriff who didn't need wizard's respect. The boy seemed to have come here specifically for Home and the young girl wondered why. She took a step closer to the creature and this one tensed up a little. 

The young girl did not move any farther, afraid to be attacked or to scare Home. " Is it a her or a him? It's really pretty...what are you trying to achieve with Home? " . She turned around and looked over at the boy. No emotions seemed to pass through his face and his posture was relaxed, nonchalant. She could see a bunch of thoughts racing in his head though and she thought that they may be alike, somehow. 

The Hippogriff was still standing, making no movement other than its eyes scanning the two students and the rest of the room. It seemed hesitant, defensive. It was fair, it had never seen Peach of its life. 

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Home was looking pretty aggressive today, but not any worse than any other day he had come to visit the little hippogryff. One of these days he was going to earn her respect. He would do it now, if he knew how. It was all about knowing how. Once you knew how, you could do anything. How to survive anything, how to gain more power, how to talk to people. He didn't really know any of those. He only had a vague idea on how to grab more power, and the vague idea wasn't really giving him anything to work with. Maybe he should take a step closer, see what she did? No, he had tried that before and Home had also taken a step closer. That time he had come close to meeting his end. He had taken two more steps towards her, and Home had done the same towards him, and then reared up to bear down on him with her talons. He had managed to avoid an untimely end, but it had taught him a lesson anyways. Don't go near home.
"Her name is Home, she's going to be my friend."
It was all he said in response, his words carrying a surprising distance in the stall before the sounds of creatures drowned out the sound.

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She nodded as the boy explained his intentions. Her eyes glanced around to find a bucket, filled with dead mice that had certainly been put there not long ago. She went to pick it up then came back to the Hippogriff. This one was observing them suspiciously, yare to bite at any moment. Hippogriffs were intricate animals. Some relished having their food on the ground, others preffered to have it thrown at them or some would eat it out of someone's hand.

Either way, if the method you endeavored was not the right one, you would get bit. Dropping a corpse to Home's feet, Peach bowed slightly before taking a step backwards. Death was not on her bucket list so far and she was too young to finish up paralysed. Home examined them suspiciously at first, then curiously. The stormy looking creature hit the ground with her talons, unhappy.

The young Hufflepuff pointed to the corpse and vividly said: " Go ahead! You can eat it! ". She received for answer another ground beating and she frowned, crossing her arms. She could hit the ground too, and she was going to do so. Her foot hit the ground once and Home seemed surprised. This one, tempted by the food that was being offered slowly bent down to pick it up in her beak, continuously observing them. With one bite, the mice disappeared into the animal's throat and this one seemed a little less grumpy.

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He looked at home as the girl gave him the food. The hippogriff looked smug, happy, proud of his accomplishment. And then it clicked with the boy as he took a step forward, then another. The smug attitude of the hippogriff vanished completely as it matched him step for step, standing as tall as it could manage. The young ravenclaw took another determined step, confident and smooth in his motions as the hippogriff reared up to strike Kaegen whipped his wand at it's face. In a dreadful whisper, cold as his 11 year old throat could manage he cast the only decent offensive spell he knew. He had it planned out, he was going to fight her and win her respect that way, not with pointless bowing.
"Flippendo"
But he had a little too much adrenaline flowing, had things planned out too far in advance and hadn't focused on the present nearly enough. The boy paid for it painfully, as the spell backfired, sending him flying across the stables with a sound like a gunshot. He landed hard against the gate opposite Home's cage and collapsed to his hands and knees, staring at the ground as little stars danced in his vision. Home's attack missed, hitting the ground where Kaegen had been before the spell had sent him flying. Kaegen's gut threatened to balk, and he felt a flood of nausea. He started to panic, started to worry that he was going to meet his end simply because he was too stupid to use a slingshot. Because he had tried to use a spell. All things considered there were worse ways to go. He fought to regain his breath, his senses, anything. Not wanting to throw up would be a good start.

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O O F that didn't work out for me :sweatingbullets: I rolled for myself and scored miserably low, which probably serves me right for having a low control.

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