Tabby didn't particularly mind if she was ignored completely. She'd chosen to sit with the older kids.. which might have been a dumb move, but they looked SO interesting that she just couldn't resist. She was watching the boys and the girl and the little tiny cat—N'AWWW.. LOOK. AT. IT! It made the little blonde wish she'd brought Waffle to the feast. She might've been able to use him to get some attention focused on her. Cute girl + cute kitten = double the cute, seeee?
But she would be quite content just sitting here listening to the conversations going on around her. Perhaps she would learn a few names in the process.
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Her grumpiness was reprieved by the appearance of a new face. A firstie with smiles for everyone. That was endearing, it was. "Tabby, like a cat? I'm Dot, like a polka. Fourth year. You'll like our common room. We can watch the squid right out the windows."
She beamed at the girl who acknowledged her and nodded enthusiastically.
“Just like a cat, yes. It's short for Tabitha. I think it sounds like an old lady name, but a pretty one.” Dot? Like a polka? “I LIKE that name.” She enthused.
“It's not a name I'll EVER forget!” Because of the polka. She listened to the older girl, her face lighting up further.
“Wow! Does he come to say hello to us?” That was the COOLEST.
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Jessiqua So when she was still clapping and the first year came and sat at the table, Zhenya was impressed she didn't seem intimidated by the group. She certainly was in her first year. The girl introduced herself, and Zhenya said "Hi Tabby, welcome to Slytherin! I'm Zhenya."
More smiles were sent around, particular to the other girl who was taking the time to introduce herself.
“THANK YOU.” She said gleefully.
“Zhenya.” She repeated?
“With a Zee?” She drew a 'Z' shape in the air with her finger.
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Lissy Longbottom "Hey everyone! Welcome to Slytherin!" he called to the youngsters as they approached the table. We aren't all weirdos, I promise.
Was that the boy prefect? Tabitha gave him a wave in greeting.
'Hiiiii.' Slytherins were so FRIENDLY.
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SilverTiger Her blue eyes had shifted from eyeing the Gryffindor next to her, still involved in the conversation with Rorie and Cutty about something or other to the arrival of the tiny blonde (Tabby). She’d remember that, and she gave the girl a nod. She might prove useful, but that remained to be seen. Just as whatever in the world was going on with half the people around her would get figured out eventually. Whenever she felt like spending the time.
A nod? Tabby could take that happily and she nodded back and giggled a bit. This one seemed cool as a cucumber wearing a miniature pair of shades indoors.
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Lottiepot Tabby was so tiny compared to the five-foot-ten teenager and she felt even more so like she was towering over everybody. She did hug her back and she allowed herself to smile despite not being in the best of moods. Kid was cute, she couldn’t help it. “You’d suit green. Bradley—I mean Uncle Bradley to you was a Slytherin too for the five minutes he managed to stay here for.” Still she was proud of him for what he had achieved, including the six nieces and nephews. “I’m sure you dad is proud whatever.” He seemed like that sort of man whose kids meant everything to him.
There we other children talking to Tabby and Layla stood back a minute as her housemates interacted with her. She felt a little awkward approaching the table full of Slytherin’s, like she was invading on their space. She didn’t have any friends in this house at least she didn’t think so after Vin had graduated last year. She glanced down the table, taking in the sights of her fellow seventh-years and the others before turning back to the little blonde. Over excitable little blonde.
“I ain't sure 'bout that” she replied with a teensy tiny smile. “I’m in my robes, I’d look way out of place.” Not that anyone would notice because this table was more over-the-top than her own.
Layla was so tall and pretty and sophisticated and Tabby felt an affiliation toward her for no other reason than they were both blonde.
“I thought I'd suit the red better. Red's one of my favourite colours.” But she was very happy to be here among the sea of green. Tabitha had had no expectations whatsoever as to where she would be sorted, but the words
'Gryffindor' and
'Slytherin' had been loosely thrown around at home.. as well as by the talking hat.
“Did Uncle Bradley not graduate?” Tabitha's mouth formed a 'O' shape.
Oooh. Why not? Tell me Layla while I hang on to your every word.. She nodded in agreement. Freddie's only wishes for his kids was that they would grow up to be rounded individuals and that they would be happy.
She wasn't going to sit? Oh. Tabitha pouted just a little bit.
“Blue blends well with green. And look!” She pointed.
“There's students in yellow sitting here.” Please join us, pretty, tall, sophisticated Layla.