Desiree looked around, wondering why the hell she was here, at Magicaia, a school for magic users known as Magicia. Magicia could be werewolves, werecats like her, humans, and others. The school itself was located in New York, just south of Buffalo; on the coast. She had always wished it were real, magic, that is. She'd been devastated to find that there wasn't an owl awaiting her with a letter, saying she was accepted into Hogwarts. When Pottermore came out, she found she was a Ravenclaw. Now, taking in the sights and sounds of the airport, she drifted off, to her thoughts, remembering the letter, said letter reading:
Miss Desiree Madison,
We are pleased to say that your magic levels have earned you a place at the school known to many as Magicaia. If you choose to come, your magic will grow and flourish, along with many other skills, you should find a ticket to come to New York, New York, near where our school is located. Carriages will be waiting you and other students, and belongings as well. The weather is quite diverse, so please pack remembering that our school is year round. You will be expected on August 15th.
Thank you, Headmaster Wendell Kensington
She spotted her backpack and suitcase, and grabbed them out of the baggage carousel. She then went to freshen up in the restroom. She tied her ginger hair up in a bun, fixed her makeup, changed her eyeshadow to a more neutral color to make her blue eyes pop, and to finish it off, she put her light blue wig on. She left, looking for the carriages. She found them, put her stuff in the one for girls' belongings. Currently talking to an adult, she had asked where she should sit.
"In one of the girls carriages of course." he then pointed to an empty one. Walking over to it, she saw that they were magnificent, no two the same. A girl, a werewolf, with curly, purple, hair walked in, introduced herself as Willow. We talked and she asked to braid my hair- she was nervous and it helped her nerves leave, but her dad had learned how to use a curler just for her, and she didn't want to ruin it yet. Also, extra lock XL hairspray was in. I agreed and she put my hair into a waterfall braid.
~Time Skip~
Stepping out of the carriage, I asked Willow "What do you think will happen?"
Her response "Idk but it'll be fun."
Looking around, I see that a carnival is nearby, along with cafes, Starbucks, hotels, an arcade, an animal shelter, and a stables. There are also quite a few stores, restaurants, a Barnes and Nobles, a movie theater, a wave pool, and an amusement/water park. We are told to get our things, and come to the school, which is behind us. I do so and turn to see an amazing castle, with two gigantic towers soaring to the sky.
"Students! STUDENTS!" I see an older man, his salt-n-pepper shoulder length hair, tucked behind his ear. The talking stopped. "Thank you. I'd like to welcome you to Magicaia! Now to introduce your heads." A werewolf with long, mint colored boxer braids was introduced as Miss Logans, head of Earth and Spring Magics. A werecat with dark blue hair, pulled in a man bun, was introduced as Mr. Douglas, head of Air and Winter Magics. A woman, with pumpkin colored hair, was introduces as Miss Laurel, head of Fire and Autumn Magics. A were-dragonfly, with curly, golden hair was introduced as Mr. Beckett, head of Water and Summer Magics. "I am sure you all have figured out who I am, and for those who don't know, I am not the headmaster, but deputy headmaster Kensington! My husband, the headmaster, would have loved to be here, but he's watching over the nursery. To simplify what's about to happen: you will come when your name is called and touch each item- a flower, a lit candle, the water, and a feather. Depending to the reaction, you'll go and sit with one of the heads. After a bit, I hear my name "Desiree Madison". I walk up to the front, I touch the water. Nothing, I touch the feather, it semi floats but I don't know. I touch the candle. Nothing, I touch what was left of the flower, it blossomed into a yellow and pink rose.
"Come with me!" I heard, and motion toward myself "Yep."
"What should I do with the rose?"
"Hm? Oh, that? You can set it down."
Miss Logans led me to a dorm bathroom, told me to close my eyes. I did so and felt her move me just a bit.
"Open them." I did and looked into a mirror to see that the roses were in my hair, they were embedded into the braid. I gasped in amazement. She led me back and telling me to sit at her table. Willow was called just as I sat down.
"Willow Lycan" She ended up being with me at Logans' table.
"Ok guys, you're gonna follow me to my, well our commonroom. Come on!" We stand up, following her down a hall to a big, open room. It's filled with uncomfortable looking floral armchairs and couches, along with bookshelves, plants, plus a couple dogs and cats. The walls had large, circular windows, letting in lots of natural light, warming the room with a cooling glow.
That's all for now! But I'd love to thank my good friend ghualevolevil for editing this story.
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