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Marisha Hawke

Your princess is in another castle

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Growing up in a wizarding family, there wasn't a lot that Marisha thought the teachers at the wizarding primary school could teach her. And it was easy enough to do what she wanted as long as she looked even remotely engaged what the adults were saying. Once their attention had shifted to the other children, she could go back to what she wanted to do until they came back around to check on her.


Once the lesson was over, however, Marisha was free to do as she pleased until her parents came to collect her. That usually meant exploring the park next to the school, though there wasn't a lot that she could go through since the park was basically a fountain and a few other things to tempt people into playing there. Marisha found she didn't mind too much, since anything was better than having to sit in a desk and pretend that she was being presented with new information.


Today she was simply walking along the outskirts of the park, imagining she was a guard making the rounds in a castle. Her eyes watching for any signs of trouble, Marisha suddenly whirled around, the stick she'd been carrying as a sword drawn.


"Who goes there?" she demanded. "Identify yourself!"

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Lindy had been attending PHP mostly because her mother thought it was a good idea. Apparently having been raised around Muggles was a bit of a hindrance on her socialization with Wizarding children. Still, Lindy didn't necessarily agree, but it got her out of the tiny town they lived in, so she couldn't be that upset.

 

Assuming it was another day where Daddy was busy with the post-work rush to grab her immediately, Lindy decided to wander around the park. It was a nice enough park, though it could certainly be better. Lindy was in the middle of climbing a tree when she nearly slipped, letting out a not-so-graceful cry when she caught herself, albeit half-upside down. Kind of like a sloth. "Oops?" she said, eyes wide when she saw the girl she vaguely recognized from class. It looked like she was trying to duel Lindy with the stick in her hand thought. "It is I, the mythical protector of the lands!" she shouted, giving the girl a cheesy grin because maybe she'd let Lindy play along.

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Jacky still really had no idea what was going on at this weird summer school. He just knew he had been signed up to go to Bradford Boys Prep for his secondary school, a school where none of his friends were going. But now things had become even more removed. A 'ministry official' had come along to the apartment he shared with his mother and two sisters the other night and his mother had shipped him off so easily. Maybe she knew more than she was letting on about this. She had almost seemed pleased. Even telling him to 'owl her' when he could.

 

What on earth. Now he was at this strange summer school and had no friends or anything and life generally sucked. Jacky wasn't about to change that too easily. He was terrible at making friends and now he'd just watch from afar.

 

He was sitting on the grass, a little bit away from two girls. He was watching them, though definitely not in a creepy way. But when Marisha raised her sword at that other girl, his eyes widened with alarm. He hoped she wouldn't hurt the other girl or anything. Even if it was by accident. He fiddled with the sleeve on his jumper for a moment, then nervous habit #1 started again, and it was quickly shoved into his mouth where it then got chewed to pieces, watching the scene in front of him unfold with dark eyes.


Edited by Jack Rodgers

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Marisha blinked in surprise as she recognized the girl as being one of her classmates at the primary school. Melinda, was it? Melinda Rose? Melrose? She opened her mouth to apologize, but then the girl declared herself the protector of the lands, and the eleven-year-old girl could feel something in her lighten.

 

Lowering her sword-stick, Marisha knelt down. "My lady protector!" She bowed her head. "Forgive me for not recognizing you sooner."

 

Catching movement out of the corner of her eye, Marisha turned to see another child from the school, this one a boy she hadn't really seen that much. Watching him fiddle with his clothes, she suddenly called out with, "What are you doing man? Kneel before your lady protector!"


Edited by Marisha Hawke

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Lindy loved a good game of make believe, so she was more than happy to see that Marisha was more than happy to let her play along. "You are forgiven. I seemed to have startled you, after all," she said, faking the regal tone she sometimes heard Dad take on. She climbed down from the tree, swinging lightly before her feet touched the ground.

 

She giggled when the girl called to another student, biting down on her bottom lip and holding her head high to continue her charade. "Kneel or face my wrath!" she said, adopting a deep timbre to her voice like ones she'd heard in fantasy films she'd seen as a child.

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Now he had been spotted, his eyes widened even more. In his usual fight or flight response, he froze. He wasn't quite sure what was going on. Were these girls actually speaking to him? Actually acknowledging him?

 

Oh dear.

 

 

His face flushed a deep hue of pink and he mumbled something without pulling his sleeve out of his mouth. Then he realised he should probably make more of an effort, as his mother was always telling him. Easy for her to say. She was a primary school teacher that was far too popular for Jacky's liking. His mummy was his mummy. And he didn't really like to share.

 

Then he realised he had been quiet too long and he should probably say something. He steeled himself and let his cuff drop from his mouth. With that. a very shy, but very sweet smile grew on his face. "I mean....oh...haii..." He bit on his lip, his face blushing again "Are we playing a game?"


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Well, that wasn't quite the reaction Marisha was expecting. But she could still feel her lips twitch as the boy asked if they were playing a game. "If you'd like," she told him, getting to her feet as the spell (so to speak) was momentarily broken. "I am Ser Marisha, knight of our Lady Protector. Who might you be?"

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Lindy tilted her head when the boy seemed surprised at being acknowledged, and then mumbled his way through some words. She was about to ask another question when he continued, a grin on her face. "Of course!" A good game of make believe could make any day better, if you asked her. Lindy made a few strides so she was side by side with the redhead, gesturing wildly around her. "Welcome to our kingdom, good sir. What brings you to our home?" 

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