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"Is there a reason why we're at a bar? All of us? You never let us come with permission." Alex questioned, the other five nodding along.

Alexander, or Alex as he is usually called, rubbed one of his alice blue eyes tiredly with the palm of his hand.

The boy had been up studying again, not that he needed any of it; he was already past his year level expectations. Though he promised that he would join his friends for a 'little' mischief later on.

The multiple parents all shared a glance upon hearing the question, turning back at the expecting young teens.

"We have decided as a collective, to send you to Hogwarts." Aito's mother said, passing everyone an empty glass.

Aito himself (who was a fairly tall asian) was rocking back and forth, craving waffles and sharing a comment with his friends; all of them snickering slightly.

"Look, they've gotten sick of us already; time to pack your bags and condoms."

"We've heard that you'll be extended further, and you'll have the opportunity to make friends with other students." Theodore's father explained, ignoring Aito's comment and filling everyone's glasses with a jug of iced butter beer.

Theodore (a brunet) wasn't exactly paying attention to anything but the creature outside, which seemed to be having intercourse with another of its kind.

"Durmstrang is too focused on the dark arts. You'll get a bit more variety at Hogwarts."

"Leave Durmstrang, for another far less organised school? I disagree with the idea father" Isadora tucked a strand of her neatly done chestnut hair behind her ear, folding her hands in her lap after doing so.

"And what about my quidditch team?" Giselle asked with furrowed eyebrows.
The beach-blond had just recently joined a team at Durmstrang and has been enjoying the experience.

Yes she isn't a professional world class quidditch player; but she still greatly enjoys the sport and hanging out with her new teammates.

"There's no arguing here, we've already sent the letters to their headmaster Dippet."

"There are teams at Hogwarts that you can join, they also have quidditch as one of their classes." Giselle's parents spoke sweetly, her slightly older sister Ava slouching back with her arms crossed.

"You're going off with those...special people sister. No complaining. End of story."
"I sense jealously." Isadora whispered to Aito, who was beside her; the asian nodding in agreement.

"I don't understand why you like quidditch so much, I mean; why would anyone want to dangle in the air from a broom-OW!" Mez (a snowy haired boy) frowned after being gently kicked in the shin by a grinning Alex, taking it as a very gentle sign to shut up.

"Anyway, when are we going?" Alex asked, sipping his butter beer.

"In two days."

"Two days?" The six exclaimed collectively, shocked.

That was barely any time to say their goodbyes, pack their bags, finish their bucket list of mischief and madness to do here in Russia.

Well...at least they wouldn't have to worry about facades.
They've already got theirs well developed and well formed.

Used often to present themselves as the perfect, innocent students of the school.
Not many people know the true rebellious students they are.

"Yes, two days. Gosh, people would think you children were a group of parrots." Theodore's father chuckled out.

"This better not be a horrendous school, otherwise I'll be shipping myself back here." Isadora said as she straightened her long pleated skirt.

"I think we're all thinking that Isa."

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REBELLIOUS

There's the first official part!
I hope that it was alright, and that I got the character's personalities more or less correct.
The side cast will begin to feature more as the story goes on, so don't fret! There'll be plenty of interaction later on.

For now, I'll see y'all later!