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Christopher watched the bird ignore the pellets and eat the dead mouse messily. He thought it was really gross. Baltimore had never really been social. It didn't like the company of the other owls and always acted in comparison. Christopher didn't mind though, he thought Baltimore was odd in a good way. The owl was always alone at home, so it like to be on its own. It never bothered anyone, and he preferred it that way.
Christopher grinned. "Yes, he's quite odd. I've always wanted to go visit the States, and Baltimore was one of my top cities to visit. Oh and I really don't miss my house that much, I'm just very excited to get to Hogwarts. For me, it is home. There is so much to learn, and see, and do..." He glanced out the window again, hoping he might see the castle in the distance. He started to slip on his shoes and stopped dead in his tracks when he heard the mention of his family. "Wow. That's really cool, having your whole family be in Slytherin for generations." He wanted to avoid the question directed at him, because in the past, other Slytherins always judged him wrongly and were rude to him because of his heritage. Christopher sighed. "Actually, I'm the first in my family to go to Hogwarts. My younger sister will be a first year this year, but she's the only other witch or wizard in my family. I'm a muggleborn, so there aren't any footsteps to follow in, really."
"Not really cool to come from a long lineof different Slytherin's.They're all cruel and stuck up because we're a very wealthy family, spannin out over hundred's of years, even as far as the foulding of the school. one of descendant's was the first class to go to Hogwarts, and one was there during Voldemort's time, and one joined Voldemorts army. He died just last year. and one of em was in the new army which attacked the school. He loved the school dearly and whenthe trolls wrecked the place, he was very distraught. But was happy to see Harry Potter dead, then he rose up like nothing hit him, and he destroyed Voldemort and half of my Grandpa's friends, but my grandpa did the Deather Eater Disappearing act and lived. He stayed in caves and shacks to keep away from the aurors, and they finally stopped looking and he got to an old abandoned manor, and moved in and fixed it up. Then after that, he got married and they had my father and aunts and uncles, and disguised himself when he went to Gringotts and withdrew a lot ofdark items and galleons and sold the dark items and kept it as his kids all growing up and gave the money to them and my father was the only one who learned alot in the newly rebuilt Hogwarts, and put half of my grandfathers money he had and put it in the stock exchange, and we made even more money, more than we can handle really, and we bought our very own Trevors manor. That's what I'm leaving from. And really, I'm happy and distraught. I'm going to miss my house alot, but I'm kind of happy to go to Hogwart's. But to be a Slytherin with that long line behind me, is hell. They all expect alot from me. And you, they expect me to hex and jinx all the time. One because you're a muggleborn, or mudblood, and second because you're not a Slytherin, you're a griffindor. to them, we should be fighting all the time. But we've become friends, and I won't fight you at all."
Benjamin reached his hand out and waited to be taken in by Christopher.