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Originally Posted by
SlytherinSistah 
Cutty had been scratching at the surface of the table waiting for the feast to begin and wondering if there'd be pickles. He left a dirty mark where his finger had been as he looked up to see an older girl smiling at him.
His brows furrowed as if automatically as he considered what what might do/say. Then she spoke. Oh, it was just an introduction. "Hullo. Name's Cutty Mordaunt." he told the older witch. "So is it like, a big deal to be sorted Slytherin?" One house sounded just as the other, though he was hoping for exceptional. His father had gone to a completely different school and his mother didn't tell him a thing.
Good, kids who didn't find trouble talking with new people who happened to be older than them. Noted. She was kinda analyzing the boy's personality now. Like she was any good at this.
Cutty. Unique name. She registered the name. The kid looked like a confident one. Impressive.
What did he just ask? Okay, time to enlighten the boy. "
Of course," She answered matter-of-factly. "
It's a well-known fact that the people here are cool," She motioned at the people around her. Yeah, they were also modest. "
Not that the others are lame," She had many friends on the other houses, and they were cool as well. Just a different kind of cool.
So the boy must be proud and flattered now. Or so she was planning on making him feel but her convincing skills weren't the best actually. "
You'll get to know about the houses through time," Hopefully he won't ask her because she wasn't the kind of person to do so. She'd just babble and give an inaccurate answers. "
So, had a nice train ride?" She asked with a smile.
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Originally Posted by
PotterHeadforLife
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Oh my. Did she just say it out loud? Heh. Kat just beamed. It might have been a bit of a "people would stare at me" moment but also a BAM!ego moment for the Slytherin. "Yeaaah that's me," Kat said. Everyone listening would know then. "And thank you!" She totally surprised her snake!sister!ickle by not telling her. She told know one except Ari and Bee, because she used to be so confused about it. Turns out Headmistress Truebridge wasn't kidding. Snake Head Girls were awesome. End of story.
Things. Hmm. "Everything's alright. Nothing to interesting yet." Kat winked. "How about youuu and your.... life?" Cassia knew what she meant. HEHEHE.
Maybe Cassia didn't say it loud enough? Everyone needed to know that the Head-girl was from Slytherin. That was something to be proud of yeah? YEAH! They are friends you know! Naaah, she wasn't really going to brag about it.
unless it was needed. But awesome, Theo prefect and Kat Head girl. Cassia had potential in dodging some rules more than the others without being caught? Not that she usually dodged lots of rules. Also, she wouldn't make her friends look bad and never would she put them in an embarrassing position. But she could totally enjoy a biiit riight!
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I see." Cassia grinned and raised an eyebrow jokingly at the 'yet'. Ehehe. Coded girls talk. Wasn't this interesting. VERY! Then at her question, the snake paused her eyes trailed off to another certain table. She'd been questioning everything and second-thinking. The events on the train with Lex didn't help. "
Um.m.." She sighed tearing her gaze off the table and looking back at Kat. "
Still same. Nothing since we last talk," That should do it.
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Tegz
Cat and Cassia were there being all.... Cat and Cassia-y. Hem. Cat would probably tag along to the Ravenclaw table too, for Mo reasons. Cassia was recruiting followers, he noted. People to wave palm fronds at her and hold a plate of grapes and such. What sucked was there was no Peyton to round things out. He missed her already, but there was a redhead replacement that Derry was talking to by the looks of it (GrapehGrape). They did tend to travel in packs he'd noticed, except Clement who kept to himself or attached himself face to face with Kat.
Despite all the crowded-ness, you couldn't NOT notice the tallest of them all. Who despite being seated, was still towering over all the seated ones. And he had that look. She had not seen him on the train, not on the platform. And he now wasn't talking. She paused
bugging chatting and kept her eyes on him as a concerned look formed on her face. She caught some looks being exchanged but didn't want to interpret anything. Asking if 'he was ok' right here when everyone was around wasn't an option. She pondered trying to drum up any conversation about summer, silverware, food or any random thing. But if he wasn't talking to his mates, would he want to talk to her. As in, was he in the mood? She knew he'd reply but she didn't want to push him to do so. So for now, she was keeping an eye out for him. Best wait for the common room or a better chance.