Enid Sinclair
“And remember, you’re History review package is due next week at the end of class!”
Caspian stuffed his quickly filling note book into his bag. He would've never called himself an eager learner but everything was so interestingly different.
Take Alchemy for example. Alchemy here encompasses the mixing of all forms of matter and breaking them down into their base elements. He could apply some of what he learned from potions with great effect.
But on the other hand, Botany was nothing like herbology. While the principle of planting a seed in dirt, watering it, and giving it sunshine, were the same, everything else was mind numbingly different. When called upon to quickly name what vegetation was used in a cure for nightshade, he automatically said Shrivel Fruit and Dittany much to everyones utter bafflement.
Apparently there's no such thing as Shrivel Fruit and Dittany .
English was the same to his relief, though he had to brush up on his muggle literature if he wanted to keep up. Socials studies was also extremely fascinating. He liked learning about the nuances of outcasts and how they’re treated. Turns out, they have a whole branch of government dedicated to them. It was like the Ministry, but this branch worked in tandem with the muggle one. The muggle government seemingly taking precedent. Seems like Outcast’s weren’t a separate race with their own laws, rather a group of misfits that must adhere to the muggle world.
He shared History II, the class he was just leaving, with Xavier. Though, his roomate seldom spoke to him the entire time, only asking about what he and Wednesday had spoken about this morning.
Caspian swears he was borderline obsessed with her.
He didn’t mind though, he was enraptured with the lecture. He couldn’t have said the same back at Hogwarts. He was glad Neveromore’s history professor was at least alive and not a literal snoozing ghost. It was interesting to learn about the many differences of the history of this 'other world' (Caspian decided it was the most apt description for his current situation). He came to realize, there was always something…off. Even for things he thought he knew, like Werewolves and Vampires. Here, they come from similar origins and even had pretty similar principles. But there was always an odd quirk he didn't remember learning about, that would make him do a double take. He’d have to bring a whole separate binder for that class.
“Huh…” Caspian stood stumped in the middle of the hall.
He took his nose out of his timetable, finally admitting he was lost.
Sighing, he shoved the paper into his pocket unceremoniously, ambling around for a school directory. Looks like he was going to be late.
His eyes caught a streak of blond.
“Sinclair!”
The girl spun on her heel, looking for the voice that called her name. A flash of familiarity crossed her face, then dread, then embarrassment which she promptly squashed with a bright smile.
“New guy! What’s up?” She asked carefully.
“Umm I’m kinda lost…” He muttered sheepishly, unfurling his crumpled time table.
“I need to go to Room 401, Werewolf Anatomy, with-”
“Mr. Fitts? That’s my next class! Wow you really are lost, you couldn’t have wandered any further if you tried.” She grinned before her face contorted in horror. “I mean its your first day! So it makes sense sorr-”
“No harm done.” He flashed her an easy going smile.
She gazed at him for a moment before bouncing on her heels. “Right… Fitts is chill, he understands his class is crazy far from the rest of civilization so we won't be marked late. Shall we?” She gestured.
“Lead the way.”
“So how you liking Nevermore so far Caspian?” She immediately asked as they started forward.
He decided he liked the way his name sounded on her lips.
“It’s fascinating, I can honestly say I've enjoyed each of my class so far. Though, I imagine that won’t last long.”
Enid glanced at him worriedly. “I pray you didn’t witchcraft and sorcery.”
At Caspian's nod she whimpered. “At least we can suffer together.”
She deflated for second before perking back up. “What about the vibes yknow? The kids in this school can be…a bit much at times. I hope you weren't left alone in your classes?”
“I had Xavier in History so that was cool and I have you in Werewolf.”
“I believe you’re forgetting someone…Botany ring a bell?” Enid quirked a knowing brow.
“Oh…” Caspian cocked his head. “I guess I had Wednesday Addam’s.”
His mind went back to Botany class. He thought he was doing a good job of throwing her off his scent but she suddenly demanded a real story. He quickly decided that the only way to fool someone as observant as her, was to give her exactly what she wanted.
A real story.
A real story framed as a dream. He had to admit, it was pretty ingenuous if he could say so himself. He was proud of that one and fought to outwardly gloat in her face. But he couldn’t allow himself to celebrate too quickly. He wasn't sure what he would've done with a seething Wednesday if the teacher hadn’t ended things.
“I saw her bee line for you at breakfast today. You guys are like…The talk of the school. Our two most…” Enid hesitated. “Popular students sharing a breakfast together? How exciting!”
He was pretty sure she wanted to say polarizing. “Really? Then the school needs more action I suppose.”
“Trust me, I think we’ve had enough action for one lifetime.” She shuddered dramatically.
“Oh believe me I know, Xavier filled me in. How are you guys still open by the way?”
“Beats me. Why did you still choose to go here?”
Caspian stiffened but his posture relaxed at her innocent eyes.
It’s ok, she wasn’t Wednesday.
“No other choice.”
Enid nodded as a comfortable silence befell them.
“So…” She said in a tone that sounded way too scandalous for his liking. “What did you guys talk about?”
Caspian side eyed her, remembering what this girl does in her free time. “I don’t think that’s any of your business Sinclair.”
“You’re right, I guess I’ll just have to coax it of Wednesday myself. I can be a very persistent roommate.”
“You’re roommates with Addams?” He stopped briefly.
Enid grinned. “Can you believe it?”
“No.” He said flatly, catching up to her. “I actually can’t, you guys are violently different.”
“Me neither at times but like they say, opposites attract. So, what do you think of her and trust me, I won’t be mad. She’s my roommate and I love her to death but, I’m not blind to her high-key red flag behaviours.”
He drew in a pensive breath. “Wednesday? She’s…how should I put it...”
“Shy, gives off serial killer vibes, sadistic, emo, too blunt for her own good?”
“Yeah that in spades… but I was going for intrusive.”
“Wednesday, intrusive?” She pouts her lip. “That just means she’s taken an interest to you.”
“I don’t know if I like being of interest to Wednesday Addams.” He muttered grimly.
“Half the time you end up as friends. The other half…I don’t think you have to worry about that. Trust me, at this point I’m kind of a Wednesday-oligist.”
“I think Xavier might have something to say about that.”
Enid's eyes widened as she clutched her books. “Oh my god you noticed it too! I mean yeah of course you did you’re his roommate. He probably talks about her a lot? What does he say? Is it true he has a sketch pad full of little drawings of her?”
Caspian rolled his eyes. “I don't like gossiping about others especially if it could end up front page material for a certain blog. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?” He sent her a knowing look.
Enid blanched, shrinking. “It’s nothing personal, take it as an right of passage.”
“More like a form of social hazing.” Caspian threw back, eyeing her with mild contempt. He wasn’t really angry or even annoyed at her, he frankly didint care. All her gossip, the ones Xavier informed him about anyways, was plain wrong. In his situation, it was actually beneficial that she was cluttering the word around him with outlandish misinformation.
“How bout this Sinclair.” He sighed. “I just so happen to have a knack for Witchcraft and Sorcery. So if you stop writing articles about me or my friends, I’ll help you pass the class. Sound like a deal?”
Enid perked up and made giddy sounding eeks. “You weren’t hear a peep from me anymore! Let’s make it official!”
She stuck a manicured pinky out, Caspian only stared at it blankly.
“It’s a pinkie promise? Y’know, where we promise…with our Pinkies?” Enid said slowly, eyeing him funny.
“Of course.” Caspian jutted his finger out, staring at it before tentatively bringing it up to her's. He almost pulled back when she eagerly wrapped her little finger tightly around his.
“There, it’s written in stone.”
Caspian couldn't help but snort, tearing his hand away. “Where I come from, those are called Unbreakable Vows.”
They entered the east wing of the school, the sounds of their feet on stone echoing through the empty hall.
“So its tradition around here to throw a big party after the first week of classes. It’s called The Bash, think of it as a way to welcome in the new term. There’ll be music, snacks, drinks of course. You should come, it’s a good way to meet people. The teachers obvi don't know so you’d have to be extra careful when sneaking out.” She eyed him mischievously.
“Unsanctioned after hours student led events…” He gave her his cheekiest of grins. “Count me in.”
“Perfect! just dm me on insta and I'll send you the deets.”
“I don't have an insta.”
“oh… snap? twitter? Tik-tok?
At the shake of his head Enid made a face. “Geez, I can see why Wednesday likes you, you both are complete cave people!” Enid huffed, as if not having a social media was the most inconvenient thing ever. “Alright, just ask Xavier then, he knows.”
The Bash, sounded fun. And Weem’s said 16 was too young to drink.
Werewolf anatomy class was half Caspian listening to the lecture and half Enid re-explaining everything to him. In defence against the Dark arts, Werewolves were only briefly touched upon. He never knew there was enough content to fill a whole curriculum.
He also found out that Enid is a werewolf herself. He liked talking to Enid. It was easy and her energy was infectious. She was a bit…over dramatic at times but he found himself admiring her peppy attitude towards life more than he cringed at it. They bounced off each other well, Enid would say something absurdly bubbly and he’d balance it out with a dry remark. There was never a dull moment or lull in conversation with her.
“What’s your next class?” She asked, waiting patiently as he folded his papers.
“Fencing with Coach Vlad.”
“Looks like you share that with me too.” She winked at him.
His chest fluttered suddenly. “Lucky me.”
They went their separate ways for lunch. Caspian met up with Xavier in the quad where they finally spoke about something other than Wednesday Addams. He promised to show Caspian his art studio when he gets the chance, he apparently has his own secret shed in the far corners of the grounds. He ate his lunch while he watched Xavier ignore his to paint a mural of a raven. Then, to Caspian's utter shock, he brought the sketch to life, the bird resting on his awaiting shoulder.
He guesses that’s why Xavier was enrolled in Nevermore.
He left him early to scout out the gym, making a quick pit stop by his dorm to grab his fencing gear. But when he got to the fitness wing, his eyes marvelled at it all. It was mind numbingly extensive. Rows upon rows of machines he couldn’t even dream of, targeting muscles he didint even know he had. If he ever got back to Hogwarts, he’s petitioning for a basic phys.ed course and gym facilities. They were grossly overdue for one.
His day got better when he caught Enid on her way to fencing. They chatted animately about Enid’s werewolf life. That was another thing he liked, she can go on and on about herself without even knowing it. It wasn’t that she was self conceited or anything, she was just happy that someone actually was interested in listening to her. He found out she was late bloomer and her family was about to send her to a conversion camp. Apparently a big no no. But luckily enough she ended up phasing last term. But unluckily for her, she had to fight off a Hyde right after. Now, Caspian doesn’t know what a Hyde was, but from context clues it didn't sound like anything to trifle with.
“Were you scared?”
Enid scoffed incredulously. “Was I- OF COURCE I was scared! It all happened so fast I barely remember any of it. It was a blur up until I was being dragged across mushy disgusting leaves.”
“You’re very brave Sinclair.” He said honestly. He’s been on enough adventures around Hogwarts with various companions of differing houses to know what real bravery looked like. You’d be surprise by the amount of spineless Gryffindor’s he’d encountered.
She ducked her head shyly. “I dunno If I’d go as far as to say that-”
“Well I would. A Hydes no laughing matter, you did good.”
He turned, giving her a once over. Enid pulled a strand of hair behind her ear, exposing her flushing face.
“You know I’ve never seen a werewolf in person before. Is it even possible?”
“When we’re expected to wolf out, we head to the Lupen cages. Trust me, you probably wouldn’t wanna watch. A lot of teeth action.”
“You’d be surprised what I can handle."
"Oh I don't doubt it."
His eyes narrowed playfully. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means I think you're pretty cute...I MEAN, for a new guy your pretty cute-COOL...for a new gu-...I...have a boyfriend?"
She smacked her hand against her mouth in horror, looking like she just accidentally whollped him in the face.
Caspian can only imagine he gave her the most flummoxed look because she visibly shrunk right before his eyes. He was honestly worried she was seconds away from heaving up todays lunch.
"Umm thanks and...congratulations?..."
“Hey Enid!”
Caspian looked up and they were suddenly in the fencing room. It’s large windows casting a warm light on the various designated sparring zones. He watched as one of the beanie wearing kids sauntered towards them.
“AJAX!” Enid screamed bloody marry, causing Caspian to jump. He could only watch as Ajax pecked her on her pale cheek.
Ajax cocked his head."You ok?"
"I'm fine!"
He looked perplexed, but his mouth went a gape when he caught sight of Caspian awkwardly standing there.“Woah! You’re the new kid who pummelled that car of normies!”
Caspian eyed Ajax's hand slithering behind Enid's rigid form, coming to a rest on her shoulder. “I’m guessing you get your information from her.” Caspian nodded to the girl who somehow got paler.
“Ajax this is Caspian, Caspian, this is Ajax ...my boyfriend.” She said shakily.
“Wait so you didn’t pummel a car full of normies in town?” He asked waving his fencing mask around.
“Pleasure meeting you too. And No I didn’t. I just got wrongfully arrested.” Caspian strained a smile.
“Oh…” The Gorgon boy did nothing to hide his disappointment. “I-I’m mean thats pretty baddass still? Y’know…Wrongful arrest…It’s like, half way there right-”
“Ajax!” Enid shrieked, clutching his collar. “We need to get ready, I’ll see you on the field.” She untangled from his arms.
"You sure you ok? It looks like you've just see-"
"I'm fine! I think I just had some bad meat at lunch. " She spun on her heel and practically ran to the change room.
Caspian excused himself to do the same, but unbeknownst to him, two deep brown eyes were monitoring him the entire time.