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MidnightSilver 
Ella wandered off to the Hufflepuff table. Boy, she had friends in all the houses. She saw her friend Jake, at least she thought she could call him a friend. Not taking a seat, but just coming over to say hi, Ella approached him with a flip of her hair.
"Hey, sleepyhead," she smiled.
'Twas herrrrrrr! The evil nudging firstie! =O
Lifting a lazy hand in response, Jake smiled dopily at the girl, looking a right royal fool. "Haiiiiii Ellaaaaaaah," he grinned, twiddling his fingers in a wave of greeting.
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Lockhartian Oh, no. He was falling into dreamland. No! No!
Er, Jake was always sleepy during the start-of-term feast...it shouldn't be a surprise to Kaika that he was positively going to fall sleep under the table.
It would be a fun sight. Yes. But she wouldn't want that to happen, because then his back will be hurting the next day. And it was Jake. Jake shouldn't be hurt by the hard floor. Nope. Silly hard floor.
Her eyes widened in surprise. Willie was...weird, wasn't he? That boy was one to be looking out for. "Oh...he did?!" she said, sounding alarmed, of course, "Well, at least you...escaped from him" however, wasn't it better to confront him? Willie? Probably not.
"I'm glad nothing happened to the first year, then" because he'll never return to Hogwarts if something unpleasant happened to him.
"Yeah..." Jake nodded, balling up his fists and rubbing his eyes. "Only I gotta share a dormitory with him, dun I? So... yeahhhhhh..." he slurred, shaking his head to try and shock some life into himself. Then something occured to him. "Kaika... what year are you?"
And his head was drooooooping... droooooooping... droooooping...
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Orchideae Must not allow self to consider that this will be the last sorting ever to be observed with thy eyes
Dominic had repeated that to himself like a mantra about fifty gazillion times. He decided that he must take each day as a gift to be at Hogwarts; to enjoy the visions, the sights, the smells (well maybe not this so much depending on what was for dinner)... Except that everything was just a reminder that he wasn't the only one graduating. No; Willow was leaving and she had already said her goodbyes to him. Something no matter how much he tried to forget it, he couldn't. Because it cut him deep.
Opening the doors to the Great Hall, Dominic blinked in surprise when there were few people situated so far. At his own house table, it was simply Jacob Upstead and Kaika Lockhart, for instance. Kaika he thought, with sinking realization at the reminder that she too would be leaving. NO! Must. not. think. such. thoughts.
The sixteen year old made his way over towards her and Jake, drawing a deep breath as he sat down.
"Hey." Because he hadn't really paid much attention to anything really on the train, so he couldn't really partake in that. Of course neither of them knew yet of his new position . . . Which was, yet another reminder, this was his last term.
WHAM!
"Ahhhhowwwwhowhowhowww," Jake suddenly exclaimed, pouting as he brought his hand up to massage his forehead. He'd ended up getting so sleepy that his head had whacked the table. And now he was awake.
Eyes watering, Jake glanced around in search of the owner of the familiar voice. "Hey Dom... wazzat?" he asked suddenly, pointing at the neeeeew badge on Dominic's chest.