The Enchanter Guils

Hana walked quickly through the compartments, balancing a stack of books and a box of chocolates. Wand held tightly between her teeth she peered through each window as she passed. Finally she entered one. Hana gently placed the books down on the seat and took her wand out of her mouth.

"Here you go Tim, the biggest box they've got." she handed her red haired companion the box of chocolates. "And here are all the books I could find Mikiel." she had on the seat a variey of books on all sorts of protections spells and shields. "And here is this." she handed him a black book with a worn spine.


Mikiel read the title, "Seeking? Find it!" it was a book he'd heard Bill and Tulin talking about over the summer.


Tim smiled through the chocolate in his mouth, "Brilliant Hana."


"Thank you Timothy." she replied, picking up the stack of books, sitting down and then placing them in her lap. She rumaged through them, looking at the titles and every once in a while opening one.


Mikiel examined the book in his hands, it didnt look brilliant but past experiances had taught him not to be so hasty in his judgement. Hana was a very good example of that. When Mikiel had first met Hana he couldt stand her for a minute. A know-it-all she'd always been better them him no matter how hard he tried. After a few unfortunate events had thrown them together he'd realised that she was a rather nice girl, very nice in fact.

"What?"

Mikiel jumped, he'd been inside his head again, "Er...w-what?"

Hana raised an eyebrow, "I asked what you were thinking about." She closed the book she'd picked up and studied him worriedly.

Mikiel felt ashamed, after all the trouble he'd put her and the others through daydreaming was the last thing he should do. "Oh nothing, sorry." Avoiding her eyes Mikiel lifted the sleeve of his left arm and traced a trangle shaped scar, the only evidence he'd nearly been killed by a dragon four months ago.

"I wonder," Tim said wiping his face with his hands, smearing chocolate on his jeans, "if you could make clothes spell proof."

Tim wasnt an enchanter he wasnt a warlock either. Hana, from what Mikiel could remember, had found him a few years ago and had adopted him as her campanion.

Hana thought for a moment and then dumped the books in her lap on the floor reaching for a small blue one. "Why..I wonder...just might..." she rambled flipping through the pages.

Mikiel and Tim echanged looks they both knew how Hana got went she was on to a new idea.