Bradson hadn't even walked around the whole school yet and he was in amazement, he couldn't believe how tall the ceilings were and how huge this castle was. Brady had noticed a invitation to a party, he had never been to a party by himself unless it was to go to Kat's house because his grandmother would say it would get awkward at the Delgado's but he never knew why. He always tried to get his grandmother to tell him why but she wouldn't say a word about it.

The eleven year old had done what he was told and put on some old clothes. Brady didn't know which way to go and he also didn't know where an older student was. It took him probably a lot longer than it should have to get to where he needed to go. The little kid looked around the doorway and spotted some kind of activity that they would be doing.

Bradson stepped in to the room and looked around some more before greeting the man. "Hello." The Scottish boy said with a big smile on his face. THERE WAS FOOD! Oh thank the gods that there was food here. He wasn't going to no party if there wasn't any food.

Omg. PARTY! No one had told her about a party. But this was great, Katerina loved parties. She was tired from all of the train riding, sorting, feasting and hiding from the food fight. But she wasn't going to miss a party. A paint party at that. It wasn't coloring but it would do. Plus Brady was going to be there. Brady was always going to be there.

Listening to the old clothes thating Kat went up to her dorm to change and came back down. Weeeee this was so exciting. Of course the eleven year old spotted her best friend first thing. She wasn't going to tackle him this time surprisingly. The pots and paints and the FOOD. Glorious, NOT SOGGY from the indoor thunder storm. Those things could get broken or a food fight could break out again. Not that the hufflepuffs started food fights. Apparently they love food and DON'T waste it.

"Brady! It's a party!" She walked over to Brady with grin. "Let's go get some food." No tackling but she was dragging him to the food. The chocolate fountain to be exact.

Norah beamed and held her hand up for a high five as she entered the greenhouse, pausing to take in the view of all the FOOOOOD before picking out a purple smock and tying it on with a messy bow. Heheheheh. This was going to be GREAT. She could feel it in her bones. Her old purple trainers already HAD paint on them from some prior adventures, but at least now they matched her smock that'd hopefully be nice and covered with paint too, by the time they were all finished. The prefect stood beside the food table and snuck a finger full of frosting from one of the cupcakes just as another firstie came in. Heh. Nobody saw that, right?

With a toooootally innocent smile, Norah wiggled her fingers at the two baby Puffs as they approached the food table TOO. Clearly it was the place to be. Henric had done a smashing job. Not that she'd expected anything less, 'cause he was a good egg. Obviously. SHE certainly would've messed something up if this had been her first official job as Prefect, but she was learning that she wasn't exactly the highest standard to compare people to. Well, she'd known that all along, but it was becoming increasingly apparent as time went on. Henric probably wasn't as good of a frosting ninja as she was, though, so at least she had that going for her. Maybe she could tell Professor Myers all about that one, if they ever had to chat The Future, or something equally horrifying. Frosting was comforting like that. "You're Brady, yeah?" As if she could've forgotten. He got a fresh start though, 'cause if she judged everybody by their behavior at the feast she'd have to keep up with a whole lot of disapproval and that just sounded exhausting. Disapproval was GROSS. Chances were a whole lot lovelier. It was simple, really. Turning to the other ickle (Kat) with a grin, she said, "I don't think I've met you, yet." She stuck a hand out (the one WITHOUT a slightly sticky finger) for a good shake. Good, good. This was good. When would they get to PAINT?

Professor Myers had very kindly invited the Friar to the paint party, and though he himself couldn't partake, he thought he'd attend for the morale of the house! So with a jovial smile, he floated his way down to the correct greenhouse and waved at all of the badgers who had arrived.

"Hello, everyone! Wow..this all looks so nice!" He eyed the food table. Hufflepuffs sure did know how to bring on the food! He floated off to the side, near the food, wishing he could inhale some of it (most especially some of that chocolate from the chocolate fountain) but alas, he could not.

The Friar didn't mind, though. He was cheerful just to see all his badgers so happy and bonding!

"Will someone paint a pot for me?" he asked with a chortle. Maybe he couldn't carry it around or anything, he would find just the right spot for it!

Henric quickly changed to his old white t-shirt and jeans as soon as they were allowed back to their common room. He went back to the kitchens too to grab any last minute serving utensils needed for the party. He couldn't wait to join all the fun planned for the evening! Pot Painting Party, here he comes~~!!

Of course, he had help from the wonderful house-elves and his co-prefect, Norah, for bringing all of the delicious party food in. Come on...let's take a moment to appreciate the massive chocolate fountain at the dessert table, guys! DOESN'T IT LOOK AMAZING WITH ALL OF THE HUFFLEPUFF COLOURS DECO. AND EVERYTHING?!! *giddy* He was excited alright! He was entrusted with the most important job in the world, it was quite liberating actually when they finally got to enjoy the fruits of their labours. It took lots of work trying to set up their common room welcoming event, y'know! Henric went as far by personally cutting up all the fruits provided for the dipping and the juicing. Good thing, he was pretty handy with a knife! His dad taught him. Heheh. SO...JUICE BAR, ANYBODY?

"Hello! Hope I'm not late! Just grabbing a few things from the kitchens. You guys are not starting without me, right?" Henric beamed. Then he spotted two first years already aiming for the food table! Splendid! Wait...was that Brady with her? Henric couldn't help but narrowed his eyes a little at the boy. *I'm watching you......I'M WATCHING YOU LIKE A HAWK* He be wanting no trouble.

Anyhuu, he would put off their fight for now. Cos...."ITS TIME FOR THE POT PAINTING PARTY!" Henric turned up the music blaring in the background!

IT WAS TIME FOR A PAINT PARTY!!

Esme had made sure to change into something a little less fancy than she usually wore. Old jeans and a t-shirt seemed to do the trick, though she supposed that it wouldn't have been a big deal if paint got on her stuff. She tie-died all the time, and that was a kind of paint... In a way.

A rather loose way, but whatever.

"Hello, everyone!" she said as she joined the group. Even the Friar had arrived. Wasn't that sweet. "I can paint a pot for you, Sir!" she told him. It wouldn't bother her at all because painting could be pretty fun. Hopefully she would do a good job of it.

"Whoever provided the food is amazing!" she added. Everything besides the chocolate looked yummy.

...

They were doing what now???

Noel was sure Maddie would enjoy this more than him. MUCH MUCH MUCH more than him. He wanted to stick around but this was just - what were they? two year olds? While he did appreciate ALL the food that was here, but it was kind of expected y'know? The kitchen was like the puffer's second home. The seventh year wasn't all that impressed.

Nonetheless, he gave a forced smile to the ickle kids getting all excited. And look at Henric. "Baby sitting again, Nicolei?" he grinned at the boy before passing a smile at Norah.

And then he turned to look for Professor Myers. He wanted to know if the gramophone professor Moxley had provided last term was still around. Better music was needed.

It seemed the food was a big hit! Paul was quite excited, and he was thankful for his helpful and amazing prefects. The Herbology professor smiled as more people poured in, and oh! Look! Even the Friar had come!

"I'm so happy you've joined us!" he told the ghost cheerfully before moseying over to the food himself. He would start with finger sandwiches.

"SO everyone...I decided we would have a relaxing event--so here we are!" He paused because Henric had turned up the music, and he laughed. "Eat, paint, and be merry! Paint as many pots as you want! I have...almost an unlimited amount! Paint with your fingers, nose, or paintbrushes! All are provided, assuming you guys have fingers, of course!" He chuckled because he found himself oh so funny. Finishing up one finger sandwich, Paul started another, eyeing the bowls of paint. He waved his wand, and the caps of the bowls came off.

"As you can see, we have all colors you could IMAGINE!" PAINT! Paul loved painting.

Of all the things that Kay was expecting to do at Hogwarts, a painting party wasn't even on the list. Though, she wasn't complaining, painting was one of her favorite activities back home.

She gave a slightly nervous smile to Professor Myers, before saying "Hello Professor Myers. Thank you for throwing this party." It should help Kay get to know her fellow Hufflepuffs ((and Professor)) better.

Ky went up to the food table, to grab a couple of bites to eat. The curly haired american girl smiled and gave a small wave and some "Hello"s to her fellow housemates, and the Fat Friar.

The Friar smiled at Esme. "Thank you, madam! I appreciate it so very much! You can decorate it however you want!" He was sure that whatever the girl painted, he would like. "As long as it's colorful, of course!" He liked vibrant and bright colors.

"I am glad, too! This party is quite the hopping place to be!" and as the music began, the Friar began to wiggle in dance. He tried not to dance through anyone, but no promises there.

He was in a jolly mood, now! He almost wished the other ghosts were here to party.

"All of you eat up for me, since I can't!"

Not that long after he had arrived he had heard the voice of his best friend. HOLD THE PHONE! NO TACKLE? Bradson blinked for a few moments. Brady put his hand up to Kat's forehead. "Are you feeling okay?" This wasn't his Kat! The eleven year old looked around the room for his Kat but there was no such luck. "What have you done with my Kat?! Has Hogwarts changed you already?" They would always tackle each other, that was their thing but now there was no tackling.

Now he was being dragged over to the food. This was sort of like his Kat but he wasn't convinced yet. Maybe if he tackled her HIS Kat would come back. "Okay, okay." He said to her.

Not that long after him and Kat had made it over to the food or in his case dragged over tot he food an older girl (Norah) had come over and started talking to him. "Yeah, I'm Brady." Oh, the Scottish boy knew who this girl was now. She was the girl Prefect, he wasn't sure what he thought about her at the feast and he got the impression now that she really didn't want to talk to him. Brady shrugged. "Do you really want to talk to me or do you have to talk to me?" Brady wasn't very good at reading people but he did feel like her words were a little forced. "I'm sorry but the tone in your voice seems a little forced to me." He wasn't impressed by the Henric guy and now this girl as their prefect even though he didn't know the full extent of the prefect job was.

Bradson felt eyes on him. He looked up from the food and followed the eyes. Oh, this guy again. The first year rolled his eyes at Henric. Brady turned towards the older kid. "Really? I told you to stay away from me and now you're going into full stalker mode?" What was this? This older kid wasn't the police or the aurors. Honestly, Brady shouldn't have said anything but he couldn't help it. He felt as if someone was watching him. Now Brady had his proof that this Henric guy was an actual creeper.

Professor Myers was so silly.

Esme shook her head in amusement. He had definitely provided them with a relaxing start of term. She wondered how the other Houses had fared. Probably not so well. Especially not Gryffindor, seeing as they had lost 100 points before term had even started. It was hard to imagine Flamsteed angry, but surely it was possible?

"Can we have some banjo music while we work, Professor?" He would have fixed the instrument by now...right? The man was more than capable of magic and the spell wasn't exactly hard.

She sent a wave and hello to Kaylee before turning her attention to the Friar. "I will do my best to make you a pretty and colourful pot. I could make it a Hufflepuff one if you want!" He was the House Ghost and liked showing Hufflepuff spirit, so why not? Gold was colourful!

Smiling, she was about to get some food to prepare her for the work, but she noticed Brady and Henric. Clearly they did not like each other. Esme wasn't exactly sure what had happened between the two in the first place. "What do you think you're doing to do for your pot?" she asked Henric curiously in an attempt to diffuse the situation. Poor Brady though. She hoped that the school year would get better for him.

Chocolate covered, chocolate chip muffin? Yes. The was now a thing. Thanks to this glorious chocolate fountain. She stuck the muffin on a stick under the fountain. Holy hippogrffs this was going to be amazing. Did anyone else have this idea? Or was it just her.

A girl walked up to her and Brady. She gaped at the girl and her shiny badge. She musta been the other perfect. She almost felt like she was meeting hufflepuff royality. Since gaping at the older girl she shook her hand. Stuffing the chocolatey muffin into her mouth. "Kat Delgado, miss hufflepuff prefect!" Someone needed to tell mister prefect to lay off her best friend, okay? Because she seen Henric eyeing her best friend. That was just rude to do that.

But now Katerina was doing the eyeing. Baby sitting? She was not a baby, she glared toward the older blonde boy Noel, not a mean glare but a ARE YOU KIDDING ME? glare.



O_O

A ghost, yes she had read that each house had their own ghost and there were ghosts around the castle. She had seen him at the feast to but shortly. Between the excitement of being sorted into the same house with Brady, the food fight, and the indoor thunderstorm during the feast.

Katerina had to agree with the ghost here, the food looked wonderful. "Hey!" The first year smiled in reply to the ghost. She had so many questions for the ghost now. Like could he eat? And how old was he? But her mother taught her that some questions were just rude to ask. Those were probably those rude questions. "I'll paint a pot for you!"




There he was the man of the hour, professor Myers. He was the man. This party the food, the pot painting. It all was just..... it really was just making Hogwarts a thousand percent better that it has already been. To be honest, Katerina was feeling a bit overwhelmed with all of her excitement.

"Thank you so much professor Myers for this party!" She bounced over to the professor and give him a hug. The child was a total Hufflepuff, obsessive hugging and all. Kat blinked at all of the colors. So many colors. She loved being a Hufflepuff.

Kat continued to bounce around the food table. She should probably start laying off of the chocolate if she wanted to get some sleep tonight and be rested up for her first lessons in the morning.

The first year continued stuffing her face, she was now chowing down on some of the finger sandwiches. Mustard all over her face. Kat looked up when she heard a hello. "Hi, can you hand me that ham sammwich, please?" She gave the girl a smile. She looked it be about her age, another new friend? Kat did hope so. Maybe they were roommates?



Bradson please.......

He was being embarrassingly ridiculous at the moment. The blinking she was blinking right back at him, too. Swatting his hand away from her forehead. "Bradson, what are you doing? It's the real me! What has Hogwarts done to you?" To a scale of one to ten of a confused Kat she was a ten. What was her best friend going on about? IT WAS HER!!

"Look it's a chocolate fountain!" She pointed at it. Oh my Merlin. That looked delicious. She wanted to stick her tongue under it but that would be pretty gross. Gems! Ugh. Instead she grabbed a piece of sliced banana and stuck it under the chocolate. Mmmmmmm chooocolateeeeee.

Paul was pleased everyone seemed so bouncy, joyous, and happy! Even Brady seemed like he was in a good mood! It warmed his heart. He nomm'd on some more sandwiches until he decided it was time for a strawberry...and then...

"I am going to start painting, my lovelies! Join me when you're ready! You can always munch on the food throughout! I've gotten special edible paint so...if any gets on the food..." he chuckled, "It's not a huge deal!" He thought himself OH so clever.

Esme asked about his banjo, which was now NICE and fixed, no thanks to CECE. Paul clicked his tongue at the thought of the banjo-murderin' woman. "I'll play it in a bit, m'dear! I promise promise!" He grinned boyishly.

"No problem, Kay! I am happy to throw it for you all! You're all lovely and deserve nothing but the utmost respect on my part," he bowed his head a little at her before plopping down on the ground, grabbing one of the pots so he could begin this paint-filled adventure!

The Friar was in high spirits. See, the ghosts should be included more...poor things probably felt so left out sometimes. So, he was really happy to the see the ghost.

He couldn't help but overhear Brady. "Braaaaaady," he let his eyes flicker up towards the boy. "Your prefects truly care about you and want the best for you, I assure you," he didn't have a mean or rude tone, but he didn't want ANY animosity between his first years and the prefects. He had heard a little thing about that being the main reason for the food fight....and yeah, no. He didn't want a repeat of that.

"Miss Delgado, no problem! The prefects helped me plan it," he nodded. "So really, they deserve the thank you's too!" he didn't need a brush. He uncapped the bowl of blue paint and stuck a finger in it before brushing it lightly against the pot. Ahhh! Finger painting! How childlike and innocent! How nostalgic! Paul loved it.

And of course, he loved hugs, so the girl got a hug right back!

Katerina don't please me.

"Don't you just swat my hand away!" HOW RUUUUDE! Bradson shook his head at her. "What is wrong with you? You're not my Kat!" SHE WAS AN IMPOSTOR! "Why didn't you tackle me? THAT'S OUR THING!" He didn't want anything to change once they got to Hogwarts. He didn't want to lose his best friend to someone cooler than him.

The first year turned his head to the side as he looked at the chocolate fountain. "I wanna stick my head in there." He whispered to Kat. Brady thought it was a very good idea but probably not since stalker boy was watching every move he makes right now.

Brady was too busy stuffing his face with food that he didn't know someone was talking to him at first. The Scottish boy turned around to see who was calling him. It was awesome Paul guy or what was his last name...Myers? Professor Myers. Brady gave him a big smile but he also forgot that he had food in his mouth. "Theycare?" Brady asked with his mouth full of food. OOOPS! The first year chewed his food and went back to what he was saying. "Yes, sir...I know they care...I mean some of them care...the other one is just following me to make sure I don't get into trouble and I find that very creepy." Brady gave Paul a sweet smile.

"I just don't like being watched when I'm not doing anything wrong, sir."

Kay was giggling at the other girl standing, no bouncing, near her.'She must have had tons of chocolate already' She glanced at the sandwich in which the other girl was reffering to, she picked up and handed to her. "Here you go! Oh and here is some napkins, you have a bit of mustard on your face." The 11 year old said, also handing over some napkins.
"Oh! My name is Kaylee. I am a first year. It is nice to meet you." She said smiling.


She smiled and blushed at the words. She hope that she will help prove those kind words. "May I ask how you got this idea?" Kay asked, hoping her Head of House didn't think she was being too noisy, she just can get pretty curious

Art had been invited to come along to the Hufflepuff paint party, and he could not say no to that. He imagined Madame Curie getting into a lot of mischief with the paints, the paws... no, it was best to leave her at home. She wasn't happy, and she had ignored Art as he got ready, but she would forgive him in time.

He'd never been inside the Hufflepuff common room, for obvious reasons, but there seemed to be certain allowances for staff members. So here he was. In the Hufflepuff common room... getting ready to PAINT!

"Professor Paul Myers," he said, a big grin on his face. "Th-thank you for the uhh the invitation! It looks..." he looked around, and his eyes shot back to the tea... "Delightful, mind if I make myself a cup of tea?" he looked back at the Head of House, who had set up such a fun party for his Huffelpuffs.

Lucy's head was buzzing with mixed emotions. In the span of....however many hours it'd been, she'd been nervous, excited, relaxed, cold, anxious, relaxed, scared, terrified, relaxed, and excited! So far, her favorite part was when she was showed their "common room" because she got to use her wand to get inside! She was actually doing magic now! It was all definitely real.

Right now, though, she was nervous. Now was the time she really should be interacting and making friends but also not getting lost in the ginormous castle. To get here, even, she only followed a few people straight from the common room. Hopefully, she could follow them right back when she had her fill of the party.

Quietly, she slipped into the greenhouse and looked around at all that was going on. Initially overwhelmed.

Carl was still in awe as he walked into the Hufflepuff Common Room. The enormous Great Hall was already a shock to him, but the rest of the castle, with its moving staircases and somewhat strange inhabitants, proved to be more than amazing.

And there was a party! Carl walked around the room, looking at everything, before reaching his Head of House. "Hello, Professor!" He greeted with a smile. He then walked over to Brady and another First Year girl (Katerina), who were at the chocolate fountain. "Hey," he grinned, grabbing a marshmallow and sticking it under the flowing chocolate. Yum!

The Friar nodded at Esme. "Certainly! That sounds fantastic!" he nodded and continued his dancing and wiggling, pretty far from any of them. He didn't want to accidentally shower them in cold! "Maybe a sunflower or two? I like sunflowers..." Such pretty flowers they were!

He stopped wiggling as a girl approached him, and waved cheerfully. "Hello, there!" The first years were so precious. "You can paint a pot for me, too, yes!" He'd have two pots! "I'd really love that, thank you!" That made him smile a whole lot, and thus, he continued dancing and wiggling for a bit. The music was really a nice touch!


There were more people coming in, like the Potions professor and two little first years, and the Friar merely wiggled his way over to them and waved. He would start twirling around the room, soon.

This was so fun!

See, Brady seemed like a nice kid. Paul liked him! He just chuckled at his words. "You're just giving Henric a hard time, eh?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows as he somehow..managed to get paint ALL OVER his front already. "Well, as long as it's not TOO hard of a time, m'boy." He covered his pot in blue paint, now he just had to smooooooth it out a bit. Layer it more, make the color thicker and whatnot.

Painting pots was serious business.

He turned to face Kaylee at her question. "Well, I love flower pots, obviously...and I thought paint would be fun...and obviously who doesn't love food? And I was HOPING it would stay sunny today so it would be nice in here," he gestured around him. Greenhouses were pretty on a sunny, nice day.

Look who had made it! Arthur, the ole' chap! Paul waved at him and gestured at the food. "We have tasty treats..." and then he held up his blue pot. "And PAINTING of course!" he chuckled and set it back down, wiping his hands on his smock. "Relax, Arthur!"

And two first years had arrived! He...believed their names were Lucy and Carl? Maybe? "Welcome to the Puffer Paint Party!" he said warmly as he waved. "You can eat, paint, whatever you want!" lots of nodding and smiling from Paul at this point.

The girl, Lucy, seemed really shy. Paul gave her an extra friendly smile before continuing painting his pot. He was starting with some yellow stars...

Brady don't you dare be turning into a weird boy. He better not be turning into one of those weird boys who acted crazy around girls. Katerina eyed him. "I'll swat your hand if I want to Bradson." He was treating her like a baby and she didn't like that. And she didn't have a fever and he was the one acting weird not her. "I didn't tackle you because of the pots. I didn't want to break them, duh?" really he didn't get tackled and that was why he was freaking out.

He needed food or something maybe a kick in the bum. She was NOT going to do that though. But she wanted food and Brady needed something to calm himself down. Katerina smiled, see he was already back to hisself. "Me too. I dare you too." He'd back out she knew he would. She had known his forever really they grew up together. "I'll do it if you do." She would say just about anything to get him to it. Because he wouldn't he was to chicken. Kat grinned at the new boy (Carl) "Hey. I bit you won't stick your head under the chocolate fountain either." Hehe. It would be so fun to see both of the do it.



Katerina was just way too hyper someone should probably take her chocolate fountain away from her. If she could she would take a bath in the fountain and swim in it. YES. But ham sandwiches was was a must right now. "Thanks!" She grinned but the grin faded into a blush. Something on her face? Oh my gosh. She grabbed a napkin and wiping her face. Chompping down on the sandwich. "I'm a first year too. I'm Katerina." She grinned again, thankful that the girl wasn't going to hold her mustard face against her.

Katerina honestly could not stop bouncing around and when the friar showed up and she went up to him. She stared wiggling too. "Hi, I'm Kat." She smiled taking two pots one for the ghost and the other for her. "What do you want on yours?" She had some ideas for what she want on hers. She's do his first then hers. It would give her more time to plan hers out.

The first year let go of Professor Myers. It wasn't weird to be hugging a professor right? Especially ones that were like big teddy bears. "Oh well I'll have thank them too." They might not getting hugs like he did, though. Katherina giggled "Professor don't you need a paintbrush?" How old was the man? Five?! Hehe.

Juno finally joined the party. She had to get herself cleaned up from that stupid food fight. She had on some old jeans and a t-shirt that she didn't mind getting dirty and a pair of sandals. There were already a few people enjoying the food and painting already. "Hi, everyone! Professor! Friar, sir!" She was still kind of full from the feast, so she went ahead and grabbed a couple pots to paint.

She noticed Esme, and saw that there was an open seat next to her so she quickly grabbed it. "Hey, sis." She said with a sigh. It took forever to get that food out of her hair. Of course, everyone had to mess with her hair today apparently. First her brother...then whoever started the food flinging. "Whatcha painting?" She asked her sister quietly. She wasn't in the mood to socialize...but would if someone talked to her.

Brady smiled. "It's all in just good fun sir but I don't like how he's watching every move I make." Maybe it was. "Oh, mister Paul sir, I mean Myers." Brady paused, he wasn't supposed to call him by his first name at all. "I forgot to ask you something at the feast. Are you in a band?" Brady himself wasn't in a band but after Hogwarts he was planning on being in a band and he was going to become a rockstar with muggles, witches and wizards all knowing who he is!

"Ooooh, let's not hurt the poor pots because they probably have feelings or something." Brady said waving his hands around. "Breaking stuff is fun Kat! Live a little." Yeah! She needed to live a little. Pfffft, breaking pots that was childs play and it was fun!

Pfffffft! Dare? She didn't have to dare him to do something like this. Although if Kat asked him to jump off a bridge he would probably do it even if she didn't jump after him. "You don't have to dare me I'm gonna do it!" The Scottish boy told her. Did she not know him at all right now? Bradson looked at the chocolate fountain, he smiled, YUM. The first year quickly and swiftly stuck his head into the chocolate fountain, he turned his head so he was little up at the fountain and opened his mouth. This was yummy. He pulled his head back out and looked at Kat with chocolate all over his face, he had a big smile plastered over his face.