<div class="floatleft">(http://i1316.photobucket.com/albums/t604/lesterthejester/DHeart_zps4814cb66.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Devin "D" Heart<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Any Witch<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Robichaux's Academy, His bedroom, adjacent bathroom, eventually Ancestry Room<br/><strong>When: </strong>Friday the 13th of June, Early morning.<br/><hr/><br/>Devin had a hard time falling asleep, this was the third night he has been at the Academy and he has yet to get used to the other voices of the witches in his head. Witches. That term is one he is going to have to get used too. It is hard for Devin to think of himself as a supernatural being of power than the crazy boy who knew things about people and could hear their thoughts. Another thing he thought was odd was before Harry Potter, he thought witches were green, ugly, wart wearing, broom riding, hags that eat little kids on Halloween, but apparently every witch he has met was quite attractive. To be honest he has only met Cordelia, Some witches from the council and Theodore. Ever since moving into the academy Cordelia let him mope up in his room, luckily there was not that many students so he didn't have to share a room yet, but for the last two days he stayed in his room except when he would shower or grab a little something to eat even though he wasn't hungry. The other witches in the house were pretty from the quick glances he saw and they were far from ugly. Especially Theodore.<br/>Ah Theodore, what a handsome witch indeed. Never has Devin ever met someone who made him so excited and nervous at the same time. Being around Theodore was the most relaxing and stressful thing ever. Devin sat up in his bed and looked at the clock on the wall, it was around four am. He thought about Theodore and how nice he was to him, easing him into this whole witchcraft magick business. Clearing up facts that witches don't worship the devil nor do they have to prance around naked under a full moon. He told him about the Witches and Warlocks Devin is descendant from, and it was all interesting and crazy. Devin also remembered a few days ago when he Theodore showed him around the halls of the Academy being so near him made Devin's power almost manageable and when he touched him it's like he never could hear a person's thought. It was magical indeed. Even though Devin wouldn't admit it to himself, he was starting to develop a little crush on the confident, tall, strong, witch. Not only could he not hear his thoughts, but he made other's thoughts fade away, he was always kind, and was nice to be around. Who wouldn't crush on him?<br/>Devin tried laying back down and fall asleep, but thoughts were swimming around in his head, his thoughts about witches and the other people's thoughts in the house. Around five thirty he gave up trying to sleep and quietly went into the bathroom to take a shower. The warm water cascading down his body was soothing and relaxing, almost drowning out the little thoughts of the dreams the other witches were having. He finished quickly and wrapped a white towel around his waist and went back to his room. He could he some people stirring awake and he prayed he hadn't woke anybody up, The last thing he needed was to create enemies, especially enemies that had mystical powers. Devin wandered if anyone else in the house could read minds like he could, or get visions about people. Devin slipped on a pair of tight black boxer briefs, blacks socks and went to go lay down on his bed. He was starting to hear some personal things about people and he began to concentrate to push the thoughts out of his head. It was getting harder to fight the thoughts from invading his head, but as soon as he did he accidentally fell back to sleep.<br/>Devin awoke to the sound of Cordelia's voice, "Everyone.... Everyone!  I need you all to join me in the Ancestry Room immediately."<br/>Devin knew that he couldn't stay locked up in his room forever so he quickly slipped into black jeans, a dark gray V-neck, and black shoes and went downstairs. He was a little nervous and self conscious about finally meeting the other witches and he wondered what was so urgent. Nevertheless Devin made his way downstairs into the Ancestry room where he laid his eyes upon Cordelia. She is very beautiful and upon making eye contact with her he mumbled, "Good morning." as sat down on one of the couches sitting near the edge of the couch on the far right. His back up straight and his hands in his lap. Thumbs fiddling together because of his uncomfortable-ness.