Originally Posted by Imsosikk07

Elektra raised her eyebrow to the portrait. She knew exactly how the boys were feeling. She was exactly like how they were when she first encountered the portraits.Now in her fourth year she had a bit more knowledge on the portraits and how to treat them and when she heard one of the boy's name she looked down at him and then looked at the other boy who she saw nearly jump to Elektra's 5'5" height. She looked at the old man and she decided she might as well say her name as well. "Elektra. Elektra Draven sir." She said sternly back at the old man.

Originally Posted by Harron Peasley

Well you certainly did learn something knew everyday, Darwin thought, bouncing on his heels in his usual hyper way. It was a phrase he hated hearing his Mum say, for nothing would have convinced him that he was learning stuff at Muggley school. He nodded at the boy, hoping that they too would have a conversation with one of the portraits. It sounded, to Darwin, quite the adventure - after all, it wasn't everyday a hanging spoke to you.

At least it wasn't everyday in Darwins life. It was probably everyday in a lot of other peoples, though, especially if they were magical. And maybe it'd be come an everyday occurrence for him while he was here. Hm.

Biting his lip a bit as the portrait continued to speak, he mentally shook off the shock from before. "I think people staring at you is probably better than them just walking past ignoring you," Darwin spoke up, glancing at the girl who the man had spoken to. "I mean, it's what you're there for, isn't it? You were painted so people would look at you. Weren't you?" That was what most paintings were for, he thought, otherwise people wouldn't go to museums and art galleries and stuff, would they?

He shuffled his feet a little as the other two students spoke, his bouncing continuing. "And I'm Dar- er, Damon." He need to make that a habit, now his family weren't around.