Academy Begins

I, am Seth Coldwater. Son of King Quentin Coldwater, ruler of Fillory. And today, the Royal Courts are joining togther to send off their eldest child into the Royal Academy where they will be schooled and tested to see if they shall be the predecessor for the throne of their land. knock knock rapports my door. As I'm startled out of my unwanted realization I'm slugged in the arm by a black robed boy. I run past him, hands already in motion to preform Battle Magic, magic which only had one kink. The need to not feel emotion when it was preformed or things could go very wrong. As the blast leaves my contored hands a slim piece of wood extends out of his robe and utters a single word as he swipes his wand up. "Protego!" A pane of green energy appears out of thin air and rebouds my attack into the air above us. I continued to run down the hall as he gives chase. Geez, this guy just doesn't give up does he? As I look up I realize we're on a balcony just outside the dining hall. I sieze up and panic. Battle Magic in close quarters isn't my strong suit. I may or may have not killed a few royal instructors. The boy lifts his wand and yells "Petrificus Totalus!" My eyes go wide as the silvery energy shoots towards me. I lift my hands in front of me and the room suddenly goes bright. My body freezes up just as the honed beam of light hits his wand and erupts into a small fire. My body falls to the ground with a heavy thud. The brown haired boy glares at me. "That was my third wand this month, Seth!" I get up and utter a hearty laugh. This is our our little tussles usually end. He attacks, I break his wand and his magic dissipates. Leaving him vulnerable. "Oh pipe down Albus, you know I'll get you another one." You see, Albus was a wizard. Son of Harry Potter, other wise known as The Half Blood Prince. Though Fillory is secluded, we've heard of Albus' father saving London and the world from Voldemort. He may not be royalty but wand magic was rare and only he was willing to come to the Royal Academy. As the castle bells ring, I get another suprise slug from Albus. "OW" I yell as a clutch my throbbing arm. We walk down the stairs as metaphysical portals begin opening in the courtyard. It's time to see who I'll be going to school with. A small smile tugs at my lips and adrenaline courses through me. It's time, and I can't wait.