Originally Posted by MissFeenella

Fee giggled when Elliot asked about the cookie monster.Apperaently he knew something named like that.Sweet."Ohh well then goo on cookie monster",the girl giggled,"gladly i just ate a cauldron cake before we arrived."The Slytherin knew how long some speech could take..."Oh i would have loved to hear your stomach make an orchestra",Fee laughed.If it was good enough he could get famous with it.Haha.




"Well that depends on the headmaster's mood",Fee chuckled,"but it wont takr to long.Most students are hungry now."It was really funny how guys were always hungry and whined about it.Hehe."If you cant take it anymore i still have a little bot cauldron cake with me",the Slytherin winked cuckling.She couldnt let him'die'here right?!

"Woaaahhh of course chocolate frogs arent enough",the blonde shook her head,"you dont eat up to 200 do you?"She didnt know where but somehwere it had said that 200 chocolate frogs made a normal meal.Ugh.

Ohh and now he was teasing her? Baaaad Simon. Baaaad."How could i not mis you and your awesomeness?",Fee asked him laughing,Pfff in his dreams.They had had a great time so she was looking for him."But you missed me i know that",the little girl stuck her tongue out at him.

Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Sierra Greingoth's face was a mixture of happiness and distress as she made her way to the Slytherin house table. Happiness, of course, because she'd recently been sorted into Slytherin house. No surprise there. Distress, though, because Alex, her very own twin, was officially a Puffer Boy. Alphabetically, Sierra's sorting had come after Alex's; and when she'd gotten up to that stool, she'd tried to bargain with the hat and ask it for a refund on her brother's placement. She'd gotten nowhere, of course, but she did feel the hat sort of redeemed itself when it'd shouted Slytherin for her faster than Salazar Slytherin could sit up in his grave and do a little cheer.

So she'd imagined that last part, but her sorting had still been an amazing experience, nonetheless. ...and she really did hope that Salazar would have been proud to call her one of his own. After all, her father and her dumb old Puffer of a brother were named after the founder, so that had to count for something, right? Ehh, whatever. She was honestly too excited about her own sorting to think about her unfortunate twin brother.

...but suddenly, as she glanced across the table and realized she barely knew a soul, she almost wished she and Alex had both ended up in Slytherin. Eeep! She had to be confident, though. Her father had advised her to try and never let her guard down. So with the most confident face she could give, Sierra finally took a seat at the house table, joining the people who'd be like her very own second family for the next seven years.

Ahh, it felt good to be a snake!