Letters to the family

(wolf lol)

"Yeah.. she is a well trained wolf." He said as he sat down next to his pet and petted her back. With him being a vampire and having a pet wolf was kind of wierd. He used to think vampires had pet bats not pet wolves. He really hated keeping him being a vampire frommost people including his family. Ever since he was turned into one he hadnt told a soal. He thought his parents wouldnt want him around if they knew he was a blood sucking creature. So he saide he was always inside working on things and thats why he is pale.

"I she allowed here?" Yvette questioned, but knew some people brought their pets, some left them somewhere for the school year. The poor animals that Yvette had at home, which weren't hers', but she cared for them more then her family members did and the sad faces the animals put on almost destroyed Yvette's heart. Animals were some how a special type of subject to Yvette and she always wanted to work in a field involving animals and Hogwarts had plenty of animals around the grounds. Seemed like a place to stay for an adventure.

"No she isnt." He hesitated as he spoke. "But please dont tell on me. I dont have any other kind of pet. Wolves are the only kind of pet ive ever had." He said in a scared voice. If she told on him for having a pet wolf at school he could get in really big trouble. and Saige couldnt risk getting caught and maybe even expelled. He picket up his little pup and held it in his arms totally forgetting about how he wanted to send a letter.

"Well since I'm yet to be a professor if I do become one, I guess I could just let it slide," Yvette joked and walked to the stone wall, then quickly turned and her arm got cut on a broken piece of the wall."Ouch," she whispered looking her hand, it was cut bad, but not too drastic and Yvette could handle it, it felt like a tiny scrape to her."Damn walls," she complained to herself and looked at the wall to see if she was leaving any blood stains on it, but the blood was dripping to floor."Crap," she whined trying to keep the blood in her hand and off the ground.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he stood up. He saw that she was bleeding and stepped back. "You need to wrap your hand up quickly." He said as he tried to plug his nose. The smell of the blood was way to strong and him being a vampire he didnt remember the last time he had ever smelled or tasted blood. He thought of himself of a monster and ran out of the room to get away from the smell of the blood. While snowball went over to the girl and tried to get the girl to pet her.

Yvette had the idea of ripping a piece of her shirt off, but she ripped the sleeve off of her jacket and it was a tough jacket, but with one big tug she got it off. She wrapped it around her cut and tied it real well to stop the bleeding and walked with her shirts leave substituting for her jacket sleeve."Its good," she reassured him."Are you alright?" she asked a little curious of his leaving her, most guys tend to try and impress her by showing her how much they can care for her and she like the idea of someone not paying any attention to her. Although it would have the courteous thing to do.

"Uhh yeah im... im fine." He said as he walked back in covering his nose so he couldnt smell the blood. "Just that im not good with blood." He didnt know if he was ready to tell someone that he was a vampire. It would probably not be a good thing to do until he knew her better. It might take a long time though but he didnt know yet. He hoped that the first person he told would be someone that he could trust alot

"Well its just blood, doesn't hurt anybody," she informed and looked out at the sky spotting a flying creature, then thinking it was just some Owl, but as it got closer it appeared to not be an Owl, but her sisters Falcon. Its white feathers disappeared behind the snowy background. Its shrieked as a letter fell into her hand and the bird landed in one of empty box shaped compartments that the Owls would stay in. She read the letter surprised because her sister didn't like so much, or at all and she read that her sister would soon be arriving in Hogwarts and that hit Yvette hard, she didn't want her sister hear."Fils de pute, ce mal parasite ne peut pas venir ici," she slightly yelled, but forgot at the beginning of the year she said she'd try to stop speaking French and start working on speaking English more clearly."Sorry,"she apologized for out burst and she shredded the letter.

"Well.. Just... Cant explain why." He said as he looked down at the ground. But when she started speaking french he listened quicklyeven though he didnt know any french then she said sorry and he didnt know what she meant. "You can speak french if you want. you seem to know it alot better than you know english." He said smiling. New Languages were actually pretty cool. "Maybe sometime you could teech me some french" Saige suggested still smiling

"Well if I get a teaching position once graduating, maybe I will," Yvette said reopening the conversation of her true obsession that she rarely talked about since she only spoke to professors or family."So you really want to be a basketball play, huh?" she asked trying to figure out if that was is only passion."It... It seems useful, leaving the magical world might be the safest thing to do," she spoke and a small laugh could be heard in her words, not to indicate that his dream was stupid, but laughing at the fact that this world was not really safe.

Yvette's goal of teaching wasn't just to teach, but to protect the future and child wizards are the future. If she was to ever have children she'd allow her life to be taken for them and if her student were in danger she'd also die for them. She just wants to be known and respected as a great witch and nothing more would make her happy to be liked for her intelligence.