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Lottiepot 
He knew people in Hufflepuff and so as the blonde boy wandered over to the Hufflepuff table he felt a little more like he was accepted there rather than the awkwardness at the Ravenclaw table. He didn't mind standing around in the sea of yellow, it didn't look too bad with the green he was now sporting.
Terry's eyes glanced over the table, taking in each individual one by one. He couldn't see anyone immediately that he recognised but there were so many people there it was hard to see who was who. He tried to look for Bliss but he didn't mind if someone else were to speak to him first. He was always up for making new friends but he started to think that he should really be talking to people back on his own table now, he needed company in the Common Room.
Right. Now just to wait for someone to acknowledge him. Or to see if the food appeared quite soon, he was really quite hungry and his stomach was just not staying quiet today. He was a growing boy and he had a growing appetite to match.
For the last five to ten minutes, literally all Bliss had done was mess around with the plates and cutlery in front of her, that wasn’t much more that she could do, she hadn't all that many friends in Hufflepuff yet, even though she been there for over a year now. It didn’t matter too much, but she was getting a bit bored now. So far Hogwarts wasn’t living up to her Second Year expectations; she’d broken her wrist and was sat bored at the feast. Not her idea of fun. Bliss fiddled with her bandage and flinched as she touched the injured wrist, it still hurt a lot. She leant her arm back down on the table and resorted to looking around the hall for friends and she spotted one; her best guy friend, Terry!
”Terry! Over here,” Bliss called, standing up and waving in an attempt to get his attention.