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Lottiepot · 05-04-2015, 04:44 PM

Text Cut: Tabby

Layla had watched the sorting of the first years from her spot on the Ravenclaw table. She usually wouldn’t take that much notice of what was going on but she had promised Tabitha’s parents that she’d look out for at the school. Her mum was clearly being a little overprotective but she would honour her words. The little blonde was kinda cute anyway, she had the same hair and eyes as her own Nephew Felix.

The Broadmoors and the Ackerly’s were close-knit families. Although Layla had no direct familial relationship with the Broadmoor’s her sister-in-law would often have both sets of families around for dinner parties and that meant that she knew them very well. As far as kids went they were okay. They were all ridiculously pretty though thanks to their genes.

As soon as she found the opportune moment she headed over to the Slytherin table where she found Tabby sat amongst the other snakes introducing herself with that ‘wide-eyed excited expression’ that reminded her of Samson when he had first come to the school. High hopes and expectations. She tapped her on her shoulder. “Hey” she smiled being welcoming and all despite it not being her house. It was Sammy’s though, she’d make note to bug him after the feast was done with. “You got the same house as your parents then? Bet they’d be proud.” And Layla’s brother for that matter, Tabby’s Uncle. She was pretty content with what house she had been sorted in but at the time she hadn’t really cared. She didn’t feel like she belonged to any of them in particular, Ravenclaw at least felt like a sort of home.

05-04-2015, 04:44 PM	#38 (permalink)
Lottiepot Graphorn Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: winks Posts: 17,993 Hogwarts RPG Name: Elias Greenwood Slytherin Graduated x12 x6	HeadGirlMC \| Treddie & Trixiver <3 \| Copy Girl \| Katie's Ickle Minion \| I love YOU more Text Cut: Tabby Quote: Originally Posted by noodles Tabby headed straight from her sorting to the Slytherin table without a second glance at any of the other houses. Her mum would be OH SO PROUD that her eldest daughter was following in her footsteps. ALL these people were BIG. Tabby wasn't phased though, nor put off by the Slytherin banter of the older kids, and took her rightful place at the table, squeezing in next to one of those said older kids. “Hello.” She beamed. “I'm Tabby.” In case anyone was interested. She then sent smiles around to EVERYONE. beam Look how cute and little and friendly she was. ...But where were the other first year Snakes? Gosh. Layla had watched the sorting of the first years from her spot on the Ravenclaw table. She usually wouldn’t take that much notice of what was going on but she had promised Tabitha’s parents that she’d look out for at the school. Her mum was clearly being a little overprotective but she would honour her words. The little blonde was kinda cute anyway, she had the same hair and eyes as her own Nephew Felix. The Broadmoors and the Ackerly’s were close-knit families. Although Layla had no direct familial relationship with the Broadmoor’s her sister-in-law would often have both sets of families around for dinner parties and that meant that she knew them very well. As far as kids went they were okay. They were all ridiculously pretty though thanks to their genes. As soon as she found the opportune moment she headed over to the Slytherin table where she found Tabby sat amongst the other snakes introducing herself with that ‘wide-eyed excited expression’ that reminded her of Samson when he had first come to the school. High hopes and expectations. She tapped her on her shoulder. “Hey” she smiled being welcoming and all despite it not being her house. It was Sammy’s though, she’d make note to bug him after the feast was done with. “You got the same house as your parents then? Bet they’d be proud.” And Layla’s brother for that matter, Tabby’s Uncle. She was pretty content with what house she had been sorted in but at the time she hadn’t really cared. She didn’t feel like she belonged to any of them in particular, Ravenclaw at least felt like a sort of home. __________________