[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjU0Ljk3YWE4OC5TVzl5ZDJWMGFDQWdJRU5oY21Ga2IyYywuMAAA/sulatko.sulatko.png[/img][/center]

[center][i]The Previous Night[/i][/center]

[color=#839f72][abbr=No, Taffy. That's a bat cat! Put him down. Drop it.]"Noo, Taffeh. Thassabad cat! Put'em doon. Dropet."[/abbr][/color] Iorweth whispered, sitting up in his bed. Taffy, a large, fluffy raincloud of a cat sat at the end of his bed, holding a dead mouse tightly in his teeth. [color=#839f72]"'Taffy!"[/color] he quietly hissed, afraid he'd wake a sleeping housemate on his first night at Hogwarts. Taffy only growled, and laid down, chewing on his prize. Iorweth reached forward and grabbed the tail of the mouse, which was met on Taffy's side with another deep growl, that rumbled from his core with a surprising amount of malice for a cat. Iorweth quickly yanked the dead mouse from Taffy's possession, and slid back to his end of the bed, carefully tucking his toes under the covers to avoid Taffy's vengeance. [color=#839f72]"Poor timorous beastie."[/color] The boy said almost apologetically, softly petting the mouse's head with a single finger. [color=#839f72][abbr=In the morning, I'll find you a nice spot in the sun to rest.]"'Enthamernin' I'll finja a nice spot enthe sun to rest."[/abbr][/color] He whispered, tucking the mouse next to a textbook by his bed.

[color=lightyellow]"Is that a dead mouse?"[/color] a voice called out in the dark. Iorweth looked up, and met eyes with an older boy a bed across from him, who had been staring at the scene unfold. [color=#839f72][abbr=Yes. I'm going to bury him tomorrow.]"Yes. M'gointeh bury'em tomorrow."[/abbr][/color]

[color=lightyellow]"That's gross."[/color] The boy said, narrowing his eyes and pulling his covers tightly to his chin. [color=lightyellow]"Don't touch anything in here until you clean your hands."[/color]

[hr]


[color=#839f72][abbr=Hello!]"'Allo!"[/abbr][/color] Iorweth said, stepping from behind the boy in Slytherin robes he had been following. He paid little mind to the collective jump of surprise gave off by the group, and paced a few steps into the room. Iorweth didn't [i]intend[/i] to sneak up on the group or the boy by any means, he was just unaware of how quiet his footsteps were. Aside from his ghostlike footfall, he hadn't yet realized popping up behind his peers wasn't exactly the normal way to introduce yourself. After all, this was the first time he had been away from his farm, and he was still very, [i]very[/i] excited. [color=#839f72][abbr=Is this the club for studying and such?]"Esthes the clab 'fer studyin' an' such?"[/abbr][/color] The boy smiled inquisitively, tightly clutching a leatherbound textbook to his cloak. [color=#839f72][abbr=I'm not normally a bookworm, but I already know some of what Professor Hagrid is teaching.]"M'not normally a book'erm, but ahlready know somma' what Professor 'Agrid's teachin'.[/abbr][/color]

He paced forward a few more steps, and began to excitedly open his book, flipping through the pages. [color=#839f72][abbr=I hadn't been invited, but I heard someone talking to him about the group.]"I 'adn't benenvited, but I 'eard someone talkin' to 'im abou'the group."[/abbr][/color] He said, nodding to the still somewhat surprised Rory who he had interrupted.  [color=#839f72][abbr=I figured if I followed him, I'd find the study group, and here it is!]"'Ah figured effa followed'em, I'd find the study group, and 'ere it is!"[/abbr][/color] Without finding whatever page he was looking for, he set his opened book on a desk, and extended his hand to Hero and Andrew, who stood closely together, still trying to figure out what their uninvited guest was saying. [color=#839f72][abbr=Iorweth Caradog. Spelled I-O-R, but it's a yar sound, like pirates or something.]"Yarweth Cardog. Spelled I-O-R, but etsa yar sound, like pirates or somethen'."[/abbr][/color]