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Cassirin 
Boys. And older boys. None of the pretty foreign girls that Mo had spotted around the castle, which was a shame. Very. Very. Sad. Still, Mo was friendly, so he gave both of the new pseudo-house mates a polite nod as he came down from his dorm carrying his broom and a polishing kit.
"Gents. Welcome to Ravenclaw. Are you settling in just fine?" He seated himself on Vesper's couch and began the excruciating practice of checking his tail twigs. Least favorite chore ever.
Léa was distracted from gazing outside as more people came in, and she turned her attention to them. After studying them, she decided that Mo was the cutest boy so far, though the Durmstrang boy might have a chance too, and smiled at the Hogwartian.
"Zank you," she said--he was the first person to welcome her, frankly.
"All is well so far." Except the losing-to-Hogwarts part, but she could manage.
A broom? A player, indeed. These kind of 'trivial' information came in very handy most of the time, especially with boys.