 For anyone! Jupiter's Satellite
Louise Fellen had never been in a room with floating candles before. Next to the talking hat (that, at least, she had been prepared for through reading), the candles above were the most mesmerising. Her robe trailed behind her as her tie magically switched from the unassuming black to a brilliant blue and bronze. She didn't even notice the change and shyly skirted the applause of her new housemates. Maybe one would come talk to her later but for now the table was much more interesting.
And the plates! So clean! She vaguely wondered if they used a muggle dishwasher for it all, but upon closer examination of the cutlery, she saw that there wasn't even a water stain. No dishwasher then? Then she had a horrifying thought.
What if they made the younger students clean the dishes? Wasn't that a thing that people made new kids do? Louise stared at her plate with a terrified expression. She didn't notice just how odd she looked doing it.
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