"Your majesty what would you like us to advise you on? You know your daughter is a very stubborn young lady. Now that she's no longer with that elite Knight she needs to focus on the prince of Alfheim"
"She will do as she's told, let me worry about her"
"Yes your majesty"........
Isilvana Marie was a very special witch from her Kingdom Rosarin, but the pressure of who her family was...well it was starting to be a bit much for her and she needed a change. She was starting her Fourth year but before she would start she had to leave and with the help of someone dear to her, she was able to get away and head to Hogwarts. On the train ride there she was reading up on the school and found it odd that they combined middle and high school age children together. In other words where she was a 4th year she would be counted as a 7th year "Hmmm what's this here? 'All students must be put into a house before sitting at a table' I wonder what they mean by Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor and Slytherin?" This puzzled the witch as they had already started school ahead of hers.
Isilvana arrived to the school and is welcomed by a rather large fellow "Hello there miss, the names Rubeus Hargrid and I'll be taking you to the school" "Hello sir, it's a pleasure to meet you" she said while bowing "Oh no need for that miss, c'mon better get going, they're all waiting for you." Words could not explain how excited she was to be there and have her freedom, so she believed.
"Alright miss Marie here we are, now Headmaster Dumbledore is gonna give a speech here and when the doors open you'll go straight up and take a seat at the stool" "At the stool?" "Yes, there Professor McGonagall will then place a hat among your head and it will tell you what your house is." "Wait what does that me-".....
"....... Now this year is special because one of the new students is from another realm and has traveled far from the kingdom called Rosarin..." she could hear the whispers started to buzz about "I ask that you welcome her with kindness, now please welcome Isilvana Marie..."
"Oh sorry love no time to explain now, off you go"
Isilvana was making her way to the front and she could feel all eyes were on her as she was a beauty to be jealous of. Everyone waited to see what house she would be in...several seconds later "Hmmm what's this I sense some traits of a Slytherin...No you would be better in...RAVENCLAW" the hat declares her. She goes and sits where she was placed and they greet her with loud cheering and open arms, they couldn't be more thrilled to have her in their house.
She took her place at the table eating such delicious food when she happens to look up at a red haired boy just looking at her, with such disdain in his eyes. If it's one thing she can't stand is people staring so she decided to stare back in hopes to make him uncomfortable. They just stared at each other for a good minuet till the boy rolled his eyes and looked away. She couldn't help but find him attractive, she just wished he hadn't looked at her in that way and shrugs it off then continues to eat her food.
A young girl comes and sits next to her saying "Sorry I am late, anyone sitting here?" she shakes her head no. The young girl then introduces herself "Hi I'm Luna Lovegood, you must be the new transfer student, what's your name?"
As she quickly gulps down her food she says "Hi nice to meet you I'm Isilvana Marie, and I know what you must be thinking 'like no way, she has to be lying who's name is Isilvana' well I was born during a full mon. My mum loves the moon so in our langauge my name means moon."
She sorta just stares for a moment and comes out of it quickly and says "What?!?! No, I think it's a beautiful name. It's quite unique and unique is good" and shares a kind smile.
After dinner had finished Luna looks at her "You are going to love the view from the Ravenclaw tower" and waved for her to hurry up. Isilvana caught up with the rest of her house and asked her "So what does it mean to be in Ravenclaw exactly?" Luna looked over at her and replied with "Being a Ravenclaw means you are intelligent, wise and being quick-witted especially when it matters most" she smiled kindly.
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Taste Of Death
FanfictionIsilvana Aralómë is a very powerful witch that comes from a family with great power. The pressure to be one of the greatest witches start to be too much for her so with the help of someone dear to her, she is able to leave and attend Hogwarts. Whil...