I only own Onyx,

her family, and the plot

Written: Thursday, January 5th, 2018
Published: Saturday, January 6th, 2018 
Edited: N/A

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Chapter 7- Magical Accidents

"ACCIDENTS WILL HAPPEN SOMETIMES, NO MATTER HOW CAREFUL A MAN MAY BE." -Wilkie Collins

"Chip, get off me you crazy cat!" Onyx said, slightly muffled though, due to the fact that Chip was literally laying on her face.

As Onyx unconsciously made a wild swipe at him with one of her wings he quickly jumped off her face leaving several painful reminders of his previous presence remaining.

"Damn you, Chip!" Onyx yelled after his retreating fluffy orange tail.

He simply popped his head back around the corner and sent her a stink eye before letting out a meow that clearly meant watch your mouth or I may just do it again.

Just her luck, Onyx picked the kitten with enough cat-ittude to fill a dragon's belly. Quickly she spat a couple of orange and white tufts of fur out of her mouth and without another word, profanity or otherwise, sprinted to the dorm's only bathroom.

Quickly the white-haired girl turned on the sink and cupped as much water into her hands as she could muster then without hesitating a second she quickly threw as much of it into her mouth as she could, getting her hair and face soaking wet in the process. Onyx swished it around in her mouth trying to make sure as much hair as possible was out of her mouth then retching in disgust she spit it all into the sink.

Well at least the hair and who knows what else was gone, but there was still a freaking horrendous taste in her mouth. Well, eating something can definitely change that her stomach reminded her with a huge growl.

So, with that in mind, Onyx quickly turned off the sink, stripped, and got in the shower. She quickly washed her hair and body until there were no visible dirt smudges anywhere. Then she jumped out and after doing her insta-dry trick she made her way into her chest of drawers.

Quickly Onyx slipped on the tights and flats and after a while of struggling to find the rest of her uniform, she slipped on the blouse, huge robes, and skirt.

The reason Onyx's robes were humongous is that they needed to hide her wings when she let them loose or within half a minute the entire school would either know she was the Daughter of the Dragons or they would think she was some human-bird mutant gone wrong.

Then running Onyx grabbed her messenger bag and made her way out of the dorm room and out through the portrait of the Fat Lady and down the twisting and turning hallways of the enormous school. As soon as she saw the doors of the Great Hall she busted through the doors and practically flew over to the Gryffindor table.

As Onyx saw the biscuit plate she quickly nicked the entire plate and grabbed a dish filled to the top with butter.

She amply slathered each biscuit with the sweet butter before stuffing three in her mouth at once.

As Jasmine came in through the doors and sat next to Onyx she murmured sarcastically in Onyx's ear in passing, "Charming."

Onyx simply ignored her continuing to devour the biscuits in a peaceful bliss. Just as she finished the last one she felt a smile grace her lips. Biscuits truly were divine.

The small smile slipped when she heard a boy yell at the Hufflepuff table, "What's up with her hair? She looks like an old lady."

Onyx turned around and shot the boy a glare. Here was proof that Hufflepuff's weren't always nice. If taken the right way that could also mean not all Ravenclaw's were stuck up, not all Slytherins were evil, and not all Gryffindor's were arrogant.

Except for Black. He fit that mold perfectly. Actually, Onyx thought wryly, Black seemed to have all of the bad qualities of the houses.

Or maybe that was just when he was around her.

Quickly Professor McGonagall passed by dropping two schedules in between the pair of the girl's plates. As quick as lightning Onyx snatched hers up and glanced over the first few lines. Ok, first class Transfiguration. Second class Potions. Honestly, she will be extremely proud of herself if she managed to remember much past that without peering at her schedule again.

As the first bell sounded Onyx quickly scooped up her forgotten bag and zipped down the hall to where she knew Professor McGonagall's classroom was after several years of peaking through the single window in the classroom. She made her way towards the back of the room and sat down before placing her messenger bag on its side.

Professor McGonagall soon after entered the room to prepare for the rest of the class to arrive she seemed startled at her presence, "Miss Woods, what are you doing here so early?"

As Onyx quickly pondered her question she replied, "I'm not entirely sure Professor."

"Fair enough." She said smiling at me before continuing on with her work.

Onyx continued messing around with her wand for a minute till she flicked it lazily against my collarbone as she became bored. Suddenly Onyx felt a burning pain in her shoulder and she let out a soft cry trying not to alert the Professor.

Luckily she didn't notice and Onyx was left alone. She would have been so happy she could sing but that would have got her a detention within three seconds and there was the small problem that her collarbone felt like it was cooking itself from the inside out.

So, as the rest of the class filed in Onyx muttered to Jasmine as she passed her, "I accidentally burned my collarbone with a spell. What should I do?"

She simply gave Onyx the stink eye before tapping her wand lightly on Onyx's collarbone and muttering an inaudible spell. Slowly Onyx felt the burning sensation disappear but in its place a wicked headache appeared. Quickly Onyx took a look at her collarbone to see Jasmine had indeed healed it but the scar was still there!

Shrugging it off Onyx listened and copied down notes as Professor McGonagall began to lecture the class on the expectations for Transfiguration. As the class finished she carefully stored her parchment roll in her bag and grabbed her wand, before turning to look back at Professor McGonagall. Onyx was startled slightly when Professor McGonagall sent her a wink before motioning for her and a few other people to cover our ears.

The second they had done so she raised her wand and within a second an ear-piercing noise was blasting through the room. The many people who had fallen asleep suddenly jumped awake but as the boy in the desk next to Onyx snapped awake his arm jerked and with a sharp whack he knocked her wand out of her hand.

However, it appeared her wand liked to malfunction slightly as with a burst of blue light a spell Onyx instantly recognized was racing towards Professor McGonagall.

Quickly Onyx grabbed the boy's wand, not wanting her's to malfunction again, ignoring the indignant shout that came from him and rushed in front of the spell before yelling, "Protego."

Instantly a translucent shield formed in front of her and with a sharp crack the spell ricocheted of it and struck one of the shining crystals in the chandelier above. As the tiny hedgehog that was once a crystal fell down to the ground Professor McGonagall quickly waved her wand at it causing the spiny creature to easily float through the air into her outstretched hands.

Shrilly Professor McGonagall yelled out, "Class dismissed. However a detention for you Mr. Black and five points to Gryffindor Miss Woods. Black stay after class."

Onyx chucked Black's wand at him happy when it bounced off his forehead and into his lap. She gave him a wicked smirk as she picked up my wand from where it lay on the floor and continued on her way out the door.

Ha ha, Onyx: 1 Black: 0

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