Jun barely ate from the nerves getting to him about his new position this year. Sure he told Jasmine he was pumped for it, but that didn't mean it made him worry. Considering he now had to actually behave and somehow be a good example to people. That was something Jun was never good at. After leading the new students into the common room, the older boy was ready to just flop onto his bed and sleep. But walking towards where his dorm was, he noticed food and drinks. ..didn't they JUST eat? Though, the walk all the way up to the common room was sure to make you feel hungry just after ten minutes. Jun grabbed a cookie and continued making his way towards the dorm.

That was until his head of house came sliding out on a pink mattress and made Jun drop his cookie.

HE. DROPPED. HIS. COOKIE.

Looking down at his now broken cookie, Jun's eyes flew towards Mr. Kitridge and his pink mattress. Pink. P I N K. Wide-eyed, the boy walked towards the librarian and tapped his shoulder. "Sir, does the headmistress know you stole her mattress? She might come here and change everything to PINK. Even our house colors and robes!" Nope. We can't have that. "Sir, I don't look good in pink!"

Already hating school, Charlie was one of the first to arrive at the Common Room afterwards. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy the Castle, or the lessons, or anything like that, it was the fact that she wasn't with her best friends, or her boyfriend, and that she was pretty scared that they were all going to go off and forget about her this year.

She didn't think that they were that kind of people, she just thought that she might be, you know - forgettable.

When was the first Hogsmeade weekend? With a little sigh, she answered the riddle pretty easily and began walking across the Common Room towards her dorm, ignoring the sweets and things. Charlie wanted pyjamas, and they she would go and make sure Pi and Linc had found everything okay.

Her plans, however, were halted at the sound of a 'WOOOOSH', and the appearance of Mr. Kitridge at her feet. On a pink mattress. That was when she noticed Jun, who'd dropped his cookie in shock. "Hi, sir. Jun." Giggle. What.

Abby just wanted to hide in her dorm room and cry but she had to attend a party so she just hid in the corner not wanting to talk to anyone why did she have that stupid row with Angel

Luckily, this Sophie Brown was always hungry.

So when she stepped into the common room and saw that they seemed to be having a PARTY with lots of food, Soph let out a very pleased "yesssssss" to herself and gave one solid fist-pump in the air. Kitridge KNEW how to welcome them back to school, man. The best of the best. As the Head of House and their SUPER COOL HEAD BOY PREFECT/HER MENTOR JUN were the only other ones there yet who she knew and Jun currently had his back to her, Soph sprightly bounced over to the boy and launched herself right onto his back.

She would redeem her piggy back ride now, please.

"Hi Jun, Mr. Kitridge." Unfazed by the mattress sliding - weird antics in the Ravenclaw common room just seemed like the norm to her - Sophie had picked up on Jun's comments about the Kitridge's choice of mattress color. "I think that's a good color for you, sir." That was her two cents.

Lincoln had had honestly no idea what to expect of his newly appointed common room, but he'd kept up with following the rest of his house in the direction of Ravenclaw Tower. Of course, he'd kept Pietra by his side the whole way, making sure she could keep up with his pace and whispering a few words of encouragement when she looked positively petrified of things. His first impression of the castle was that they were both going to get lost a lot, his second was that they would find plenty of places to snog, and his third was that there were way too many portraits for him to ever remember.

The Darcy dropped his girlfriend's hand at the sight of edible goodies, his eyes practically forming into hearts and knees almost going weak. The way to a man's (yes, he was a man) heart was definitely food. And being a pretty Moretti with pretty blue eyes and going by the name of Pietra.

He already felt so welcome. "Petal, look! Food!!!"' And other people over there...but...they were the new kids around here, so people probably wouldn't want to immediately catch up with them or talk or anything.

Mattress surfing, eh? Sweet. Not literally but the food spread was enough to make up for that. Definitely. Now all this very intrigued second year needed to do was find her f-words. F-words WHICH hadn't made it back to the common room as fast as she had, it seems. Oh well, excuse to eat lots of food until they arrived.

Passing by a boy with a face for politics, the brunette noted that he was talking to a flower that just happened to be invisible. Imaginary friend, maybe? She wasn't one to judge. She was curious, though. Eyes on you, face-boy.

Chocoballs were secured, the second year leaned casually against the wall, and she continued watching. People watching. Hello people. This was going to be fun, yes?

Sooo many people. Pietra hadn't been surrounded by this amount of people for a long time, unless you counted Moretti family get togethers. Or Darcy ones. But at least those people were her family or Linc's family. These people were all strangers. Except for Charlie. She spotted the older girl when she'd been looking around and taking in her surroundings like the quiet, careful person she was. She was very glad to be in the same house as Charlie AND CB. Two people she knew. Two people she liked.

She was also glad to be in the same house as Lincoln, even if he did semi abandon her for food. It was a little odd for there to be MORE food after they had just come from a feast and all, but she was glad that it seemed to make Lincoln very happy. That was always a good thing. Pi smiled at him and his excitement and looked around the large room once more. What exactly was going on with those mattresses?

In an even worse mood thanks to certain people at the feast, Layla had made her way straight up into the Common Room climbing all those hundreds of stairs purely so she could go flop in her bed and sit in her own contemplative thoughts. Except the minute she stepped into the common room she realised that this would not be entirely possible. For the steps up into the girls dormitory had been turned into some sort of ramp and there was a man, the Head of House she assumed posed with a pink mattress.

She stared at him for a few seconds before scanning around the room for somewhere to go retire where she wouldn’t have to join in with this. Seriously? She wanted to go to bed not play about with this lot. The Ravenclaw sighed as the man slid down the ramp to the bottom. At least he looked like he was enjoying himself. Although he was a little old for this, did he not think?

She flopped in a seat in the corner of the room as she watched people enter and start conversation with one another. The girl from the train was there, the enthusiastic one not the wavy one or Miss ‘I know everything’. She got a rare hint of a smile on the Blonde’s face as she tried to catch her attention. Sophie was her name right? She had decided to make an effort but she would be avoiding her dorm-mates for the time being, only because quite frankly right now she found one insufferable. How she would be able to spend another three years with her was a very good question.

They seemed to be engaged in a conversation about the colour of the mattress, the unusual pink choice for what seemed to be a very blue orientated Common Room. She decided not to add anything to the discussion purely because she had nothing to add. Professor Mattress could have whatever colour he wanted she guessed.

Linc saw his brothers girlfriend over there and gave her some sort of robotic wave, still enticed by the food and then forgot all about her. He'd make conversation later or just grin goofily at her because he knew who she had been snogging in Paris this summer. And then he looked back to his girlfriend and BEAMED properly at her. Was she not hungry? Did she just want to go to bed? Was the matress man over there not letting them go to bed so he could have his fun? He'd check in with her mood in juUUUST a moment. There were sweets calling his name. He'd moved a little bit closer when a little one walked past him, but she didn't get more attention than that of him waiting for her to pass by as if it took a million years.

And then he piled things into his hands: as much as he could hold, even.

"Piiiiiii, c'mere! I need you to hold things! Who knows if we ever get good things like this ever again here!" How was he to know the diet of the average Hogwarts student? Was sugar even a good plan for him right now on top of the nervous excitement bubbling in his stomach.

Eden peered into the common room first before coming inside all the way. Wow. She eyed the place...it looked like...well, it was beautiful. Dark, not too bright, and books EVERYWHERE. Eden loved to read. It was cozy...the brunette smiled shyly as she noticed that quite a few people were there already. Hmm. And what was with the pink mattress? Jun seemed distressed by it. Pink wasn't too great of color, so she DID understand the distress. "Hi, Jun,," she said, and she waved over at him again. So far she liked Connor's best friend. She hoped she would continue to like him...because...she was friends with Vinnie, too. O_O

AND MERLIN! It was that BEAUTIFUL girl she'd met in Sugarplums! Oh gosh. She blushed and waved. "Hi.." she said softly. "Charlie, right?" she thought she remembered that was her name. "Remember? Eden? We met at the candy store and you towered over me and..." Yeah. She was just...gorgeous. Ugh. Eden thought the girl should be, like, a model or something.

There was another brunette girl, [Sophie], and she waved and smiled all shyly...because she was new and..she didn't know as many people. The girl had a friendly face, though, so she wasn't TOO worried. and then the cute little couple she had spotted at the Ravenclaw table, too, right. She didn't know them, either, but they were transfers, too, because she had seen them in line for the sorting. [Pietra and Lincoln] She waved at them, too, and just...eyed the snacks and stuff.

Snacks were good. She eyed the cookies and took one, all sudden, and just...sniffed it. It smelled nice. *NOMNOMNOM* The cookie was gone within seconds and Eden was already eyeing another. She could eat anything and everything if she COULD.

She may or may not have taken another.

There was a little one there, a little brunette,[Maddie and Eden waved at her, too. She was being very quiet now, though, because her mouth was full of COOKIE. Yeah, she was super classy.

LAYLA! Eden was less than eager to approach her new house mate, but she DID because she was trying to be SOCIAL and stuff. "HiWayla--" she said, her mouth still full of cookie--crumbs spatting out of her mouth, and she ddn't even...notice what she was doing until--"Excuse me--" she said to Layla, before turning around and finishing off her cookie---and she noticed a girl who looked all SAD.[Abby]

Well.

Eden didn't know what to do?

SHE WAS TOO AWKWARD FOR THIS. But she felt bad so she just...smiled at the girl encouragingly...please feel better? Happy times--cookies? Yeah?

The feast was fine, everything was somewhat in order but the amount of people and Tessa being so small, it overwhelmed her. She took a big gulp as she stood quietly off to the side, not seeing anyone she recognized from the table.

Samantha entered the Common Room and as she surveyed the decorations she smiled. It was beautifully decorated in the house colours. Her eyes then saw a seemingly lonely first year so she headed over to her. "Hello there. Do you mind if I join you?" Samantha asked.

Did someone address her? Tessa glanced up to see a girl standing near her. "If you want to, but I am dreadful company," Tessa sighed, but then smiled gently at the other claw.

Samantha was a bit saddened to hear that the first year felt that way. It seemed that there were a few first year Ravenclaws that were feeling sad. Samantha smiled at her and said, "I doubt you are dreadful company. My name is Samantha but you can call me Sam."

Tessa smiled politely at Sam, "I'm Tessa," she replied sticking out her hand to shake. "what year you in?"

Sam shook Tessa's hand. "It is nice to meet you, Tessa. I am a Fifth Year. How are you finding Hogwarts so far? I am always there if you need someone," she said with a smile. Samantha took a small sip of her soda and coughed. "Sorry, that went down the wrong way," she said after she had gotten her breath back. "Anyway, any classes you're looking forward to taking this year?"

Jasmine finally made it up to the Common Room . The day had been exhausting and she was glad that the feast was over. Looking forward to winding down after the long day, she was surprised to see that the room had been transformed. Mattress surfing down the stairs, really? Mr. Kitridge appeared to be leading the pack. Now that was something she never could have envisioned.

Jasmine wanted to meet the students that she hadn't seen at the feast, but she decided to take a little break. Grabbing a soda, Jasmine sat down in a comfortable chair. Now she just had to watch and wait for the entertainment to begin. Soon, soon she would get back to work.

*FOMP*

That was the sound of her luggage hitting the rug in the common room, the brunette 7th year standing before it with her lips slightly askewed. There looks to be some more eating to be done here? Whut?

But more importantly-- the stairwells were BLOCKED. and the Librarian was sliding down a MATTRESS. Whut times ten!

This isnt her first mattress rodeo of course. But she wasnt expecting this in the calm and cerebral Eagles nest. She just wanted to get to her bed and get her belongings in order and continue her clandestine experiments

But until then-- she promptly plops her behind on her luggage watching the ridiculousness in front of her. And maybe change her nail color. Yeah.

Samantha walked over to where Huxley was with a slightly nervous look on her face. "Hello. Do you want me to get you something to eat or drink? You are welcome to join me if you wish," she said, not really knowing what to say because it seemed that the seventh year might want to be left to her own devices.

He had no shirt on.

No really, there was no shirt. Kyroh stared at the top of the steps, eyebrows scrunched together as means of displaying his concentrated thinking face.

He had to Hogwarts with a shirt, right? Yes. And Robes. Which he had taken off.

But now? No shirt.

Had someone stolen it? Right off his back? Was that POSSIBLE? Well...yeah okay..magic.

Mr shirt?

He quickly scampered under the tables ready to start LOOKING! Because he couldn't go and party with out a shirt. No shirt, no shoes, no service y'know. "ANYONE FIND A RUNAWAY SHIRT!? IT'S UH- SHIRT LIKE and uh-....FABRIC like...and uh.....is a colour."....Cause he couldn't remember those details TOO alright?

MAYBE THIS WAS A NEW PARTY GAME!?

She was just about to flick her wand on her fingers when she felt a shadow over her. Her deep dark eyes slides towards the source of this with a you-are-blocking-my-light glare when the girl actually offered to get her something. The glaring eases up juuuust a bit, but now the corner of her lips tucks up wickedly "Why how thoughtful of you... little one" she cooed at the girl. Ok so she may not be so little but hey, to Huxley, everybody is under her nose even if reality its the other way around.. Also she didnt know this girl's name so "little one" was good enough."Yes I would like something... not boring. Or messy." Pause "Join you where? The company is here" Referring to herself of course.

Might need a bit more convincing to get her off her rump and on that ramp.



And with the shadow comes scampering. Kneejerk reflex of hexing vermins starts to kick in until Huxley saw it talking. Oh great, whats a street urchin doing around here? "Oi! Get something on you you..... thing." And with that, grabbed something quickly out of her bags and tossed it smack onto the boy's head.

Samantha wasn't too sure what type of refreshments were boring in Huxley's opinion. She headed over to where the candy from Honeydukes were and grabbed a box of Bertie Bott's beans, a peppermint toad and box of glacial snow flakes. She then poured a cup of orange soda for Huxley. She returned to where Huxley was and sitting down next to her, said, "I got these but if you don't want them, feel free to give them to someone else. Oh, the name is Samantha, by the way."

Penelope had arrived at the Ravenclaw common room, only to find that she would not be able to just go up to her dorm and rest after an exhausting day.

Looking around the common room, she spotted the food table and headed over to the table to inspect the food. All of the food seemed to be either sweets that she wouldn't eat, and much of the food was probably stuff that she couldn't eat. It had been about a year since the healer had given her the anti allergy potion that was supposed to last for one year. She would have to see Healer Tillstorm about an allergy potion for this year, but until then, she was going to be extra careful about not eating wheat.

Mattress sliding looked kind of dangerous. Penelope did not need a mattress sliding accident injury before getting the anti allergy potion from the healer.

Wondering what there might be for her if she didn't want food and didn't want to slide down the stairs on a mattress, Penelope sat down on one of the chairs.

SPOILER!!: Kyroh

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He had no shirt on.

No really, there was no shirt. Kyroh stared at the top of the steps, eyebrows scrunched together as means of displaying his concentrated thinking face.

He had to Hogwarts with a shirt, right? Yes. And Robes. Which he had taken off.

But now? No shirt.

Had someone stolen it? Right off his back? Was that POSSIBLE? Well...yeah okay..magic.

Mr shirt?

He quickly scampered under the tables ready to start LOOKING! Because he couldn't go and party with out a shirt. No shirt, no shoes, no service y'know. "ANYONE FIND A RUNAWAY SHIRT!? IT'S UH- SHIRT LIKE and uh-....FABRIC like...and uh.....is a colour."....Cause he couldn't remember those details TOO alright?

MAYBE THIS WAS A NEW PARTY GAME!?

Was that Kyroh? With no shirt on?

This had to be the most entertaining thing she had seen all day. Kyroh had apparently lost the shirt right off his back. And now he was yelling loud enough for every single Ravenclaw to know that he did not have a shirt on.

She couldn't just leave him there like that. Penelope got up from the chair and went over to the table that Kyroh was under. She crawled under the table and sat next to Kyroh. Kyroh? Are you okay? What happened to your shirt?" Taking off her robes because she had a shirt on, she offered her robe to Kyroh. "Take this. I'll help you find your shirt, or at least find out what might have happened to it."

They were talking about mattress colour. Charlie didn't say anything as Sophie jumped onto Juns back, but did grin at the younger girl a bit. What a way to start the term, right, with a piggyback from the Head Boy. Maybe she'd ask for one, later, herself. You know, except for the fact that she was tall enough without doing so, it did seem like a good idea for an extra couple of inches of height.

Turning at the sound of the door opening, she knew she couldn't mope around anymore as Lincoln and Pietra walked in. She had to be like, big sistery and stuff, especially to the younger girl. Let her know that Hogwarts could be really cool, even if she herself wasn't feeling it. Wondering what they thought of the Castle, she offered the pair a wave, even if Pi would be the only one to notice it - Lincoln seemed rather smitten with the food right now.

Such a boy. Such a Darcy.

There was definitely some jealousy of the pair going on, though. What she wouldn't give for Tristan to be here with her, like Pinc they had each other. She was distracted for a moment by the arrival of someone who looked like they wanted to be here just as much as Charlie didn't. Offering the girl [Layla] a small smile as she walked passed, and trying hard to look like this was the best place on the planet, the older girl couldn't help but ask, "Are you alright?" You know, she had to check on her, otherwise she'd just worry and feel rude. Maybe she'd go over and join her in a moment.

At Lincolns wave, Charlie grinned back and began to make her way over to speak to them both. She wanted to ask how they'd gotten on, and how they liked being a Ravenclaw and if they'd heard from Tristan and if he was missing her and if they needed any help in general. She was feeling all responsible for them, at the moment, and there was no way she was going to let Head Boy Jun or Prefect Jasmine do their duties with these two. HER turn, thank you very much. Maybe she'd get a special badge that said 'Pinc Pi and Linc's prefect only' on it? Would that be ridiculous?

On her way to see them, though, she turned at the sound of a voice saying her name. Slightly confused, it took her a moment to place the face, but as her frown cleared up it turned to a smile. "Yes, of course I remember!" Still towering over her, obviously. "How're you finding everything?"