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TSnitch 
Jai walked into what they called the Great Hall. The ceiling was enchanted, something he liked. As he walked to the table they told him to sit, found an empty seat. Everyone was chatting happily. He sat quietly, quite content watching friends exchange stories, something he wasn't used but planned to.
Where was Elliooooot??? Unless Peyton had been on something when they had last spoken, she was quite sure he was at this school. In freaking Gryffindor. Yet he was no where to be found. Going around and looking at the folks faces, maaaay just be a creepy thing to do. What if he had been older then he said and just lying to her?!!! Ehh... he didn't seem the lying type.
You know, for the most part.
Suddenly she bumped into someone as she attempted to squeeze through the kids who were standing up.
"Ohh I am sooo sorry," she apologized to the boy, patting him on the head. Darn her backside. Hehe suuure this kid wasn't a first year, yet it was in her nature to pat people on the head.
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Gryffindoll After that ridiculously long ride in the Hogwarts Express, Braeden wanted nothing more than to stuff his face until he could take no more. And the time for that had finally arrived.
As he walked into the Great Hall along with all the other Hogwarts students, Braeden couldn't wipe that dorky grin off his face. Just look at all the food! He was disappointed he had to say bye to half the group - Theo and Roderigo - as they headed to the Ravenclaw table, but at least he still had Riley… who was, uh… kinda giving him the silent treatment for annoying him at the train. Oops.
No time to worry now, though!
Braeden approached the Gryffindor table and plopped down on the first empty seat he could find, taking a plate and beginning to create a tiny little mountain of food on it. A typical-Brae meal, one bigger than his head (and with that lion's mane we call hair, Brae's head was not that small).
But, of course, this was Braeden Stonem. Something has to go wrong.
So, two minutes later, as he turned at the sound of his name coming from one of the other tables (huh, maybe someone with the same name as him?), his left arm accidentally knocked the plate of food right onto his lap.
Welcome to your sixth year at Hogwarts, Brae.
As the girl stood their with a apologetic expression on her face, she could help but find herself glance at what another boy had seemed to have done. His food had fallen in his lap. The Slytherin did a -gigglesnort- sort of sound and quickly covered her mouth. Daaang where had that come from?
"Stuffing our face too fast are we?" she remarked with a smirk type thing on her face. She couldn't help in holding back a few more laughs. Everyone had done that once or twice in their life... maybe three times... still, every time she saw it happened, it she so happened to find it funny.