Paul sighed as he walked out of another shop. His coin purse was vary light now from buying his school supplies. And like every year he wondered if the fact he was not English would get him expelled . He sighed more deeply and started walking down the ally. 

 Paul's long robes where a few inches to small on the sleeve's being last years robes and the inside was a dark red in color. On his shoulder was his pet Rasmussen a Psedodragon commonly called a fire lizard. His body was about a foot long and his tail was two feet long. The tails of fire lizards where stingers and poisonous though the poison was not strong enough to do anything to humans other than make them sleepy. Though on the pray they hunted it was devastating mostly small mammals . Rasmussen chirped and hisses and fluttered his wings all four feet of them. Paul reached up and stroke Rasmussen behind the jaw, Expertly calming the fire lizard 

Paul looked up as there was the sound of an explosion. Paul flicked his arm up sending Rasmussen into the air so he would be out of danger. He sprinted to the sound of the explosion. Paul's wand still tucked in his combat boot as he pelted to the sight of the sound.