Okay. Seventh year. This was cool. This was okay. She was doing well. There had been no tears yet and she was in the castle, in her robes and her badge was pinned on all pretty.

Out of habit, Elodie took a look across at the Gryffindor table on her walk down her own house table. The look lasted for only a few seconds, because she saw nothing of her boyfriend there. Nothing, because he wasn't here. He was in South Africa doing the things he wanted to do and probably trying to make friends with people she would have to try seem interested about when he told her of them. As soon as the little feeling of sad had arrived, it was gone and she made sure she was smiling and doing what she needed to do.

Look awesome. Be awesome. Live awesome.

And make sure people saw her badge because now she was going to let them know her news. Now that she'd decided she was pretty happy about it herself, anyways. Party palaces for pretty prefect people were the bestttt.

It seemed Adi was one of the early ones to arrive at the Great Hall but that was explainable since he was quite anxious to get off the Train and be back at Hogwarts. He hadn't even realised he had lost Kace. Oh well. They would catch up at the Feast.

With Gus the toad on his left shoulder, Adi sat at the familiar Hufflepuff table. Of course he'd put Gus in his pocket as more persons joined him but right now he let the toad have some freedom while he talked to his Super Els.

"Super Els!'' the third year called out and scooted over to the girl who had saved him from a fall in the Duck Pond two years ago. "How are you?'' And that's when he noticed... "You're a prefect! Congrats!'' And without any thought, he hugged the girl.

ADI!DUCK.

Elodie had no time to respond to his first question because she was already being hugged by the little teen, and it was only fair that she hugged him back. "Hi, you." She'd missed him over summer. The one thing she always thought about over summer was how strange it was to see people around the common room and the castle on a daily basis to not seeing them for a few months. It was a well deserved break from some people, but Els liked being around her little duck.

And he gave her good hugs.

"I'm really good, thanks! How are you? How was your summer? Do you want a lollipop?" ELOLLIES FOR ALL HUFFLEPUFFS. Two for any first years. Roll up, roll up!

Okay he was finally here. Getting sorted was entertaining and embarrassing to say the least. Wearing that crazy hat that talked was the entertaining part. Cris loved messing around with it, constantly switching which house he yearned to be in. Not that would have made any difference but Sander had told him that the sorting hat did take into account what the student wanted. Hence the messing around.

The embarrassing part was wearing the hat in front of strangers. The fact that he was a lot taller and bigger than the other sorties made him stand out more. Yes embarrassing indeed.

However, the hat had been adamant that he would be best suited in the house that had that weird name. Puffers. Sounded like their mascot was a Pufferfish. So here he was not knowing anyone. Which was fine. He liked to people watch.

Declan Hazelwood ran his fingers through his brown locks to smooth out the ruffled patches that ratty, old, hat left on his beautiful hair. Hufflepuff. Hufflepuff?! What in Merlin's name is a Hufflepuff?! He popped a cinnamon-flavored toothpick into his mouth to chew on as he pondered. There was a long line of sorting to do anyways. It'll be awhile before they got to eat.

He approached the black and gold Huffleypuffy table, taking his time, hands in pockets, checking out all the other houses. Winchester had something similar to this, but called them "teams" instead of houses. Is a Hufflepuff some sort of exotic animal or...?

The near-seventeen year-old took a seat next to Cris, being that he was the first to recognize. Well, they knew each other. Sort of. They shared various near-death experiences together, so that was good enough, right? Dec nodded to the boy as made himself comfortable. Or as much comfortable as he could.

“HALLO FELLOW SMITHEREENS!” Ethan plopped down on the bench and gave everyone a smile to his fellow housemates. “’Tis good to be here.” So, yeah! Introductions, no? “I’mEthanTylerScof….Mordaunt.” He made a mental note to remember that he is now a Mordaunt, and not a Scofield. “You can all call me Ethan. Or Tyler. Or Awesome.” BEAM.

OHWAITDIDTHATGIRLJUSTMENTIONEDFOOD?!

Apparently, he slept all the way from King’s Cross up until the Hogwart’s Express reached Hogsmeade Station missing out all the good fun inside the train, and most importantly the food trolley. The conductor was good enough to wake him up from his deep sleep and shove him out of the train. Good guy, that conductor was.

Anyhow, back to the offered lollies. Ethan was about to get the girl’s attention when he noticed that there were two older boys near him.

They looked cool.

So he should act like one, yes?

Yes.

That's when he noticed it. “What--…your…tie…” he stuttered as he pointed at them, confused. “Whyismytiedifferentfromeverybody??!” They were all wearing yellow trimmed ones, and he was wearing green. The other group is wearing red, and behind him were students wearing blue ones.

“This is not the Smithereens table.” He mumbled to himself and looked around wildly for the right one. But as he scoured his real housemates, his eyes landed again on the lollies.

Food. FOOD.

Apparently that was more important.

Please. Feed this lost boy.

SPOILER!!: Ethan

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Originally Posted by Mordred

“HALLO FELLOW SMITHEREENS!” Ethan plopped down on the bench and gave everyone a smile to his fellow housemates. “’Tis good to be here.” So, yeah! Introductions, no? “I’mEthanTylerScof….Mordaunt.” He made a mental note to remember that he is now a Mordaunt, and not a Scofield. “You can all call me Ethan. Or Tyler. Or Awesome.” BEAM.

OHWAITDIDTHATGIRLJUSTMENTIONEDFOOD?!

Apparently, he slept all the way from King’s Cross up until the Hogwart’s Express reached Hogsmeade Station missing out all the good fun inside the train, and most importantly the food trolley. The conductor was good enough to wake him up from his deep sleep and shove him out of the train. Good guy, that conductor was.

Anyhow, back to the offered lollies. Ethan was about to get the girl’s attention when he noticed that there were two older boys near him.

They looked cool.

So he should act like one, yes?

Yes.

That's when he noticed it. “What--…your…tie…” he stuttered as he pointed at them, confused. “Whyismytiedifferentfromeverybody??!” They were all wearing yellow trimmed ones, and he was wearing green. The other group is wearing red, and behind him were students wearing blue ones.

“This is not the Smithereens table.” He mumbled to himself and looked around wildly for the right one. But as he scoured his real housemates, his eyes landed again on the lollies.

Food. FOOD.

Apparently that was more important.

Please. Feed this lost boy.

Ana had politely clapped when the boy was sorted into Slytherin, always good to have a fellow housemate, before turning to look around the hall, trying to see where any of her friends were. She'd seen Lux and Terry on the train but it might be nice to catch up with some other people. A lot of those she knew were in her own house, of course, but maybe she'd head to the Gryffindor table.

Having decided on a course of action Ana stood up and started to move from her place when her eyes landed on the young boy. Normally she'd think nothing of it, but he was at the Hufflepuff table. Why was he at the Hufflepuff table? Badgers were great, but for his first feast he should probably sit with his own housemates...

Sighing Ana changed course slightly so that she was headed towards the boy, biting her lip to stifle a giggle as she caught some of his nattering. Apparently he didn't know he was at the wrong table. Cute. Also didn't know the name of his actual house. Not so cute.

Pushing in between the boy and the person he'd been sitting next to, Ana tapped the young Slytherin on the shoulder to get his attention. "You do know that you're meant to be sitting over there?" she asked, gesturing towards their house table when she was sure she had the boys attention. "Also, it's Slytherin, not Smithereen." Which was probably the most important thing to get through to him. Where he sat wasn't too important, hardly anyone actually stuck to their house tables but getting his house name right would be important. "Oh and I'm Anastasia Mikhailovna Konstantinova, a fellow Slytherin," she added as an afterthought, smiling brightly at Ethan while helping herself to a glass of water.

Food? Please? No?

WHY??!

Ethan sighed as he rubbed his belly absent-mindedly. If it wasn’t for his cousin’s reminders on Ethics, he would have begged the badged girl for one lollipop. Even half. It didn’t help too that he’s wearing the wrong tie…or if he was at the wrong table. What did he know about this Smithereens stuff, and house colors, and house names? “Eeeh. I should have read about the school’s history and stuff.” Ethan made a face and let his face fall flat on the plate before him, sending the cutlery in disarray.

“Ugh. I’m not having a good first feast…Pffffffft.” He said as he remained in that position.

Then there was a voice. A female voice who apparently came to his rescue. OHWAIT! So he’s not wearing the wrong tie! He was at the wrong table. “Errgggggh…Jkajdklasjdlksajd;L.”

Ethan closed his eyes in embarrassment and lifted his face off the plate, not looking at the girl who now sat beside him. “No, I didn’t know because them people cheered the loudest when my house got announced, so I thought this was my table.” He said as he gestured to the Hufflepuffs with his hand, then pointed downwards to their table.

HOLYSNAILSAYWHAT?!

“I’ve been saying the name wrong all this time?!” That made Ethan blush as red as a tomato. How come nobody corrected him earlier? Well, the Sorting Hat did shout something close to ‘Slytherin’, but he reckoned that the Hat was really old, making its pronunciation of words slurred. You know. Old people do that. Heh. Ethan paused and carved the name in his brain. Oh and look! She’s a fellow Slytherin! How swell! The newly sorted snake opened his arms ready to hug her out of happiness, when it dawned on him that it wasn’t proper. At all. “Well, ‘Smithereens’ is a good battle-cry, don’t you think?” he asked in the hopes of saving himself from all the embarrassment as he retracted his arms and tried his best to look cool.

Ethan. The boy who cried Smithereens. The kid winced slightly and chuckled, wondering what Mordred will say to that.

OHANDFINALLYINTRODUCTIONS!

He likes those things…only she’s got a loooooooooooooooong name to remember. “Do you have a nickname I can call you by?” he asked beaming. “I’mEthanTylerSc--…Mordaunt. But you can call me Ethan, Tyler or just Awesome. That’s cool too.” BEAM.

Straightening her hat, Leah walked towards the Hufflepuff table, this time from the entrance and not the sorting hat. It just felt different, but the second year felt excited for the start of the term. The first person she spotted was Adi, who was also the only Puffer she recognized at the table.

The girl would have went up and gave the boy a one-armed hug if he was not accompanied by an older girl... with a prefect badge! Leah had never seen a Hufflepuff prefect badge before, considering that the two Puff prefects were Head boy and girl last year. She immediately sat down opposite the two people. "Yo, Adi and prefect! I'm sorry I don't think I know your name. I'm Leah, second year." she smiled at the two of them. "Oh and hi Adi's toad." she waved at the toad on Adi's shoulder. "Did I hear something about lollipops?" Leah asked.

Adi liked being hugged. Yep, hugs were great especially when they came from Els. And not to mention he was now feeling very much proud of her getting that Prefect Badge. He wondered who was the dude Prefect for Hufflepuff. He'd find out sooner or later. "I'm great! Summer was great, too. How was yours? What did you do?'' Ooh, lollipop! "Yes, please!'' He loves anything sweet, ya know.

The third year looked around when two others (Cristoffer) and (Declan) joined their table. It was obviously transfer students because Adi had never seen the guys before though the first one looked a tad bit familiar. "Hello, there. Welcome to Hogwarts and Hufflepuff.'' Speaking of Hufflepuff, the Sorting was going on and he was totally not paying attention. He had to be on the look out for Selena and AJ. He hoped they'd be in Hufflepuff.

Then arrived what was very much obvious was a lost guy (Ethan). He seemed to be around Adi's age. "Yo, dude.'' Adi sniggered as the guy said Smithereens table. "I think you mean Slytherin. They're over there.'' He pointed in the direction. "We're Hufflepuffs.'' This guy was of course another transfer otherwise he won't be lost nor call his House Smithereens. Hehe.

"Leah!'' Adi said when his second year friend arrived. "Hello. This won't be the last time we're talking for the term, right?'' he asked with a wink. Leah would know what he was talking about. As he waited for Els to introduce herself, the third year spoke to Gus. "Where are your manners, Gus? Leah said hi.'' Gus emitted a soft croak. "There. He greeted you back.'' Hehe.

Each new Hufflepuff got themselves a clap when they had been sorted, and Elodie was in the middle of deciding whether transfers counted as first years in getting two lollipops when she wasn't said HELLO to by her new housemates. HELLO. PREFECT HERE. DO YOU SEE THE BADGE?!?! HELLLOOOO. Was she not wearing it in the optimum place? Could they not SEE it? Was it reflecting badly? Did she not look important enough? She had a clingy little teenager attached to her. SHE WAS IMPORTANT.

"Oi!" Just a little bit louder than it should have been to get their attention, and then she walked towards them, placing a hand on one shoulder of each boys, and peering between them. "Welcome to Hufflepuff, losers. We have lollipops, hot seventh years and you have to wipe for yourself." Forget the rest of the students in the house. They were little and not falling into her category of caring at this present second.

She had attractive new students to look after.

She placed two lollipops in front of both of them, gave their hairs a ruffle and straightened up with her hands on her hips looking for her next lollipopper.



A NEW LITTLE CHILD.

A NEW O- A new one being stolen, it seemed. "OI!" Her apparent new go-to thing to greet people with. "Stop stealing my kids!" She liked having people around her, alright, Miss Slytherin. Go back to your own table. Leave. Get outta town. SHOO.

When she'd got close enough, she could easily tell what was happening and shrugged her shoulders, offering them both lollipops. "He can stay sitting here if he wants. It's not like we bite." Plus they had sweets before the real food got started.

"Elodie Robertser." That was her name.



DEARLY BELOVED, WE ARE GATHERED HERE TODAY....

No? Wrong timing? Maybe Adi just had friends who were girls. She'd ask him later. Had to keep an eye on her little ones so they didn't get themselves into trouble with girls or boys or whatever. They were like three years old. And now Els was preparing to give Adi the talk about kissing a girl. Had he even done that? Was she behind the times? Was he keeping secrets from her? She'd flash the badge and scare any bad people off, and flash it again to approve the good ones.

"Elodie. Elodie Robertser. And....you are?" Yeah, kid. Who are you? Name, address, date of birth, shoe size, hair length, colour of toenails? ALL OF IT. SPILL. Maybe she needed a form for this. She just continued to pet Adi's hair, keeping him all close like a protective big sister and handed them both lollipops. "I've always got them. They're big help when you're stuck on homework." They weren't really. They just tasted good.

"My summer was grrrreat. I went to look at a few universities and I got to be bridesmaid at my brothers wedding." All the fun stuff.

"...I'm one of those hot seventh years."

Olly approached Elodie from behind, not really paying much attention to the people her friend was in fact talking to. Why should she? Was she a Prefect? No. Oh but her dorm-mate was one now. Tough luck! Just standing there for a moment longer, looking incredibly pleased with herself, Olly smirked at Els. Right. Okay, maybe she should take a seat. Yes. Far away from first years. So here was NOT an option.

Which was why Olly dropped onto the bench a little further down the table, next to no one in particular. Els should come sit with her later. Yes.

SPOILER!!: Ethan

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Originally Posted by Mordred

Food? Please? No?

WHY??!

Ethan sighed as he rubbed his belly absent-mindedly. If it wasn’t for his cousin’s reminders on Ethics, he would have begged the badged girl for one lollipop. Even half. It didn’t help too that he’s wearing the wrong tie…or if he was at the wrong table. What did he know about this Smithereens stuff, and house colors, and house names? “Eeeh. I should have read about the school’s history and stuff.” Ethan made a face and let his face fall flat on the plate before him, sending the cutlery in disarray.

“Ugh. I’m not having a good first feast…Pffffffft.” He said as he remained in that position.

Then there was a voice. A female voice who apparently came to his rescue. OHWAIT! So he’s not wearing the wrong tie! He was at the wrong table. “Errgggggh…Jkajdklasjdlksajd;L.”

Ethan closed his eyes in embarrassment and lifted his face off the plate, not looking at the girl who now sat beside him. “No, I didn’t know because them people cheered the loudest when my house got announced, so I thought this was my table.” He said as he gestured to the Hufflepuffs with his hand, then pointed downwards to their table.

HOLYSNAILSAYWHAT?!

“I’ve been saying the name wrong all this time?!” That made Ethan blush as red as a tomato. How come nobody corrected him earlier? Well, the Sorting Hat did shout something close to ‘Slytherin’, but he reckoned that the Hat was really old, making its pronunciation of words slurred. You know. Old people do that. Heh. Ethan paused and carved the name in his brain. Oh and look! She’s a fellow Slytherin! How swell! The newly sorted snake opened his arms ready to hug her out of happiness, when it dawned on him that it wasn’t proper. At all. “Well, ‘Smithereens’ is a good battle-cry, don’t you think?” he asked in the hopes of saving himself from all the embarrassment as he retracted his arms and tried his best to look cool.

Ethan. The boy who cried Smithereens. The kid winced slightly and chuckled, wondering what Mordred will say to that.

OHANDFINALLYINTRODUCTIONS!

He likes those things…only she’s got a loooooooooooooooong name to remember. “Do you have a nickname I can call you by?” he asked beaming. “I’mEthanTylerSc--…Mordaunt. But you can call me Ethan, Tyler or just Awesome. That’s cool too.” BEAM.

He came to this table because they cheered the loudest? Well, of course they did. They were all nice like that. Or at least most of them seemed to be. Some of them probably weren't.

Sigh.

"Easy mistake," Ana lied, attempting to make the boy feel less embarrassed. She still got lost around the castle after a year, one could hardly blame Ethan for walking to the wrong table. "They were probably paying more attention to the sorting than other houses were, although it's always nice to have new people." Had to make the boy feel welcome and all.

"Yep." At least not too many people would have heard him though. Not that Ana knew why the kid thought their house name was Smithereen. Why would you call a house that? Simple. You wouldn't. Duh.

Ana blinked slightly as Ethan opened up his arms as if to hug her. She was totally down with that. Hugs were great. Wait. Little boy. Why you no hug??? He was so cheating her of hugs! That was not on. Pouting slightly Ana decided to take matters into her own hands, leaning forward and hugging him briefly. There. Much better. Hugs were good and little boy was strange.

Shaking her head slightly in disbelief Ana giggled slightly at the thought of anyone using Smithereens as a battle cry. This kid obviously had strange things going through his mind. "Well, it is something that could be yelled easily. I don't think anyone would use it as a battle cry though."

What was with people and shortening her name??? Anastasia was not that hard to remember or to say. Honestly.

Pouting slightly at the thought of having to tell another person her English nickname she looked to the side before turning back to him. "You can call me Ana or Stasya. Whichever is easier for you to remember and pronounce. And I think I'll stick to Ethan kid." She admired his precocity in telling her she could call him awesome but she definitely wasn't going to do so. Sorry little Ethan.

SPOILER!!: Elodie

A NEW LITTLE CHILD.

A NEW O- A new one being stolen, it seemed. "OI!" Her apparent new go-to thing to greet people with. "Stop stealing my kids!" She liked having people around her, alright, Miss Slytherin. Go back to your own table. Leave. Get outta town. SHOO.

When she'd got close enough, she could easily tell what was happening and shrugged her shoulders, offering them both lollipops. "He can stay sitting here if he wants. It's not like we bite." Plus they had sweets before the real food got started.

"Elodie Robertser." That was her name.

Say what?

"If I was worried about any house stealing your kids it'd be Gryffindor," since she knew that if Lux was ever able to arrange a resort she'd have defected to Gryffindor. As you can see this one is already one of mine." If anyone should be accusing people of kid stealing it should be Ana accusing the Hufflepuffs for cheering so loudly that they stole a kid. Even if it was accidental.

LOLLIPOPS.

HI new best friend!

"Thank you," Ana chirped, smiling brightly at the other girl as she took the proffered lollipop. So nice. Such a good idea to come over to the Hufflepuff table. She got sweets. Obvs she needed to be helpful more often if she'd get treats out of it. Even if only coincidentally.

Wait.

Elodie? Where had Ana heard that name before??

"Nice to meet you," she said, slightly hesitantly as she wracked her brains to discover why she knew that name.

Ian walked into the great hall and headed for the Hufflepuff table. He figured he'd have to wait until after the sorting to check on AJ and Angel. He hoped they'd be Huffies. That would be really cool. As he approached the table, he noticed his buddy Adi being greeted by other Huffies. He walked over and slapped him on the back. Hello there, Adi. Good to see you again. I see that you made it ok through the summer.

*New year, meaning amazing food that he loved. Rom never did get to the food trolley so his stomach sounded like a muffled thunder storm. Patting it lightly he made a shhhhing sound.*
"Shhhh soon, be patcient stummy."
*Walking down the table he found a seat and looked into the gold plate waiting for food. Maybe if he looked at the cutlery hard enough the food would come up.*

So he was here again. Back to Hogwarts. Blegh.

OKAY FINE. Noel felt exhausted channeling all the frustration over Hogwarts not being cool enough for him, or him being in Hufflepuff. He had tried all summer to make his dearest mother understand why she shouldn't be sending him back but it had not worked. And he was here again.

Now seeing the delicious food on the table, Noel halfheartedly admitted how he had missed the food. He missed it a lot. It was just really good food, okay?

It was just really tiring being all mope-y about being in Hogwarts. SIGH. It was fate and he just could not fight it. SIGH SIGH.

Seeing all the other kids mingling at the table, Noel turned to see the Ravenclaw table - his cousin seemed pretty busy. He had to mingle with other people now. He just had to.

Noticing how the pretty prefect was handing out lollipops, Noel called out to her: "I want one tooo!"

There was one second year student like him there tooo, and lots of slightly older third year students - Noel beamed and greeted them all in general: "Hellooo"

It was time for Lux to show some House pride.

The young girl skipped along to the Hufflepuff table so that she could show some love and talk to her Housemates.

Spotting Elodie with a snazzy new Badge made her beam because that meant Prefect duties, which was totally awesome. Elodie so deserved it, and this was a great way for her to spend her last year at Hogwarts.

Walking behind the older girl, Lux gave her a hug despite the fact that she was talking to older people. "Hellooooo you with the shiny new Badge." BEAM.

Turning her attention along the table, she spotted Ana in conversation with a boy she had never seen before. More smiles and some hand waving for them.

Smithereens?? Dec turned to look at the overly-excited boy joining their table. He thought they were the Hufflerpluffs? Is smithereens some sort of house pet name??

Oh, now the younger kid was glancing over at him. Admire all you want, son. He had no problem with being stared at, he always did the same. Ah, yes. The ties. Makes sense now.

Declan leaned in to whisper quietly to the boy, so he doesn't get embarrassed, "I think you might be sitting at the wrong table, mate..."
Before he could imply to him that he should match his tie colors with the banner colors, someone from the Slytherin table came to his rescue. Good. He didn't want to get involved more than he should've.



Dec turned to the new voice nearby, "Uh, thanks a lot. Glad to be here." He said, half-genuinely, smiling slightly. He was going to ask him a quick question about what the heck a Hufflepuff was, but the boy looked a bit busy with the sorting, so he just let him be.


He nearly jumped out of his seat from the scare of the extremely loud 'OI!' from the edge of the table. Dec looked behind him and across from him, trying to see who the loud girl was talking to. It became apparent it was him when she was suddenly in between him and Cris with her hands on each of their shoulders. His eyes traveled to the badge on her robe. Ah, a prefect. Was he in trouble? Did he sit at the wrong table like the smitheerns kid?

Lollipops and hot seventh years, huh? This girl was reading his mind like a book. Cheeky girl, ain't she? "'Nuff said. You've certainly captured my attention." He dallied, taking the lollipop being handed to him.



He ran his fingers through his hair again after the prefect's welcoming ruffle, turning to see who was the sassy girl chirping in. Eh, she wasn't lying and he wasn't going to deny it. "Aye, you sure are." Dec murmured after her, replacing the toothpick in his mouth with the lollipop. This is going to be an interesting year.

Silas had had a rough go on the train... had actually spent most of the trip wandering about. Not that he minded too much, but he was awfully tired now. And well... this table was giving out lollipops?

Why not slide in beside the kid who was smiling all big and stuff?

Shoving his way in beside said dude he smiled weakly and said, " I'm going to sit here. " Cool, right? Cool.

So this was the start of his fourth year. Where did the time go? He remembered when he was a first year and now he just seemed older. As he made his way over to his favorite table, he noticed other puffs were here already. He wondered, did he really walk so slow? Or was it because so many people were trying to get into the door? We will go with the second option.

He sat down at the table and waited for the feast to start. He heard his stomach rumble, he massaged it and realized he was still hungry. He just had chocolate frogs on the train but those weren't that filling. He looked around to see the new faces and see if he saw any familiar ones.

Dylan entered the great hall, glancing around at all the familiar faces as he made his way to the Hufflepuff house table. Although he had grown out his hair pretty long over the summer, he was sure he'd be recognizable to his peers. At least he hoped so. He still just couldn't believe how fast his years at Hogwarts were flying by! It was nuts. He just couldn't imagine what it's going to be like when he's a seventh year.

Once he reached the table, he spotted his friend Kace right away and made his way over to him, smiling. "Hi! Mind if I sit by you?" he asked.

Mitchell didn't even bother heading over to the lion table. Nope. He was way more interested in the badger one. The yellow one. A certain blonde in particular.

He plopped himself into the seat on the other side of Kace. "He wouldn't say no." he said answering the other Badger's question. At least, Mitchell didn't think Kace would say no. The guy didn't seem to have it in him.

"Either of you two seen Goldilocks?" He owed her kisses and stuff.

*Was the prefect passing out sweets? Was he at Hogwarts or primary school? With a shrug he loaded up his plate with food and started to tuck in. Looking around he took in the familiar sights of his second home. So far he had done very well avoiding his cousin. The start and end of term always made Cece a bit... on edge. Looking around at the new students he clapped for the new Hufflepuffs.*

Meep. Meep. MEEP.

Cat was NOT hiding. For the record. She wasn't. No one had driven her away from the Slytherin table. She had only gravitated to the Hufflepuffs because best friend prefect girl was there and Cat loved her bestie. That was ALL. The Slytherin nudged herself in beside said best friend and elbowed her repeatedly, though not hard enough to hurt her. "Mo's sister is here." And it was not fun.

"Also hi and stuff." Yeah. Hello. Save me.