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Lissy Longbottom · 09-04-2013, 09:36 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by noodles

There were plenty of kids who looked his own age, Józsua thought.

And yet, for some reason unbeknownst to him, he was a magnet for first years..

Now of all the people in this hallway, even Józsua knew he didn't look like the most approachable person. Yet here they were.

Two of them..

He looked at the first. Conversing with younger kids wasn't really his forte, but as it was his first evening in a new school, he decided he would try and make an effort. “Yea... knock yourself out, kid.” He replied in his American-sounding-drawl.

What now? He wasn't entirely sure what kids talked about. “Congratulations on your sorting?” Supposed to be a statement, it came out as an uncertain question.

But sorting seemed very important around here so he decided that was a good way to go.

"Thanks," Caleb said with a smile as he took a seat next to the older boy. He immediately noticed his accent, and his first instinct was to ask where he was from. But he decided that asking questions like that right off the bat might be considered intrusive. And if there was one thing he learned from Aunt Sierra, it was that Slytherin's liked their privacy.

Well, normal people liked privacy, but Slytherins were like EXTRA private.

"I like your accent," he decided to say with a smile. Yes. A compliment rather than an invasive question.

Good job, Caleb!

Quote:

Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Well, a Gryffindor might have been able to approach this table with a bit more confidence, but Sophie was no Gryffindor. This she knew for sure now. Her brother was here...somewhere, but where? She really kind of hoped to stop showing up places and relying on him to be her only companion.

She wondered where the first years she'd met on the boats had gone off to. Had they been sorted yet? Were any of them here with her? Instead, she just saw a sea of unknown faces, and she sure wasn't going to go up to one of them and ask to sit next to them. This was Slytherin, and she had to be strong.

Too bad Aunt Sierra had graduated two years ago...

She continued her walk down the table, kind of hoping an opportunity would just jump out at her.

In the few moments it had taken him to sit down and find a seat, he'd noticed that Sophie had finally been called up. He paused and looked up at her, wondering where she'd end up. He had a hunch she'd be here with him, but who knew - sometimes the hat had surprises up it's sleeve.

But a second later, the hat confirmed what Caleb knew was true - Sophie was a Slytherin. It hadn't even occurred to him until now that they were in the same house. YAY! HE HAD AN ALLY IN ALL THIS MADNESS! He'd been very nervous since he sat down, afraid of saying or doing something that would irritate his new house, and even though it had only been a few minutes, it was nice to know that now he had someone to share this with.

Slytherin wasn't scary at ALL now.

"Sophie! Over here!" Caleb called, motioning his sister over.

09-04-2013, 09:36 PM	#39 (permalink)
Lissy Longbottom Giant Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Ferrix: GMT-6 Posts: 56,911 Hogwarts RPG Name: Moritz Schultz (#0f667e) Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nancy Schultz (#ac6f77) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x11 x1	curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - chicken emoji - probably @ Disney - I speak dog Quote: Originally Posted by noodles There were plenty of kids who looked his own age, Józsua thought. And yet, for some reason unbeknownst to him, he was a magnet for first years.. Now of all the people in this hallway, even Józsua knew he didn't look like the most approachable person. Yet here they were. Two of them.. He looked at the first. Conversing with younger kids wasn't really his forte, but as it was his first evening in a new school, he decided he would try and make an effort. “Yea... knock yourself out, kid.” He replied in his American-sounding-drawl. What now? He wasn't entirely sure what kids talked about. “Congratulations on your sorting?” Supposed to be a statement, it came out as an uncertain question. But sorting seemed very important around here so he decided that was a good way to go. "Thanks," Caleb said with a smile as he took a seat next to the older boy. He immediately noticed his accent, and his first instinct was to ask where he was from. But he decided that asking questions like that right off the bat might be considered intrusive. And if there was one thing he learned from Aunt Sierra, it was that Slytherin's liked their privacy. Well, normal people liked privacy, but Slytherins were like EXTRA private. "I like your accent," he decided to say with a smile. Yes. A compliment rather than an invasive question. Good job, Caleb! Quote: Originally Posted by Anna Banana Well, a Gryffindor might have been able to approach this table with a bit more confidence, but Sophie was no Gryffindor. This she knew for sure now. Her brother was here...somewhere, but where? She really kind of hoped to stop showing up places and relying on him to be her only companion. She wondered where the first years she'd met on the boats had gone off to. Had they been sorted yet? Were any of them here with her? Instead, she just saw a sea of unknown faces, and she sure wasn't going to go up to one of them and ask to sit next to them. This was Slytherin, and she had to be strong. Too bad Aunt Sierra had graduated two years ago... She continued her walk down the table, kind of hoping an opportunity would just jump out at her. In the few moments it had taken him to sit down and find a seat, he'd noticed that Sophie had finally been called up. He paused and looked up at her, wondering where she'd end up. He had a hunch she'd be here with him, but who knew - sometimes the hat had surprises up it's sleeve. But a second later, the hat confirmed what Caleb knew was true - Sophie was a Slytherin. It hadn't even occurred to him until now that they were in the same house. YAY! HE HAD AN ALLY IN ALL THIS MADNESS! He'd been very nervous since he sat down, afraid of saying or doing something that would irritate his new house, and even though it had only been a few minutes, it was nice to know that now he had someone to share this with. Slytherin wasn't scary at ALL now. "Sophie! Over here!" Caleb called, motioning his sister over. __________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid