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stubbyone 
Sara looked up at Abigail and with a sheepish smile on her face said: "Well, thanks for talking to me anyway! I have never been so stressed in my entire live!" Sara said, in her normal, everyday voice.
"I'm really looking forward to potions and learning how to fly a broom," Sara replied, in answer to Abigail's question. "I expect it will feel just like being a bird." Sara looked at Abigail to see if she was right about the flying.
Abigail swallowed the food she was eating before answering (she was talking so much she was barley eating anything).
“Oh I can’t wait for potions! I love to cook you see so I’m hoping I’ll be good at it.” She then screwed up her face
“I’m really not looking forward to flying; I don’t like speeds you see. My brother tried to get me on a broom during one of his rare brakes, but I wouldn’t do it!” She shivered just at the thought if having t fly.
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Ratel "Yeah. Odd, that."
Arrick eyed the Head Boy who had introduced himself earlier and wondered if he'd provide the truthful rendition or if he'd already been told to parrot a different, cleaned-up story by the staff. Grownups did that a lot, after all, when they thought kids ought not to know something. Like the tall, older Gryffindor boy on the train who told him there was nothing to worry about.
Looked like he'd have to go see for himself. Which meant trying to look for an older boy who didn't look like a chummy of the Head Boy or a prefect.
But first things first, this meatloaf. Fully aware of how hungry he was now, Arrick was wolfing down food and not particularly caring if he made a mess. He was already dirty-looking to begin with and now flecks of sauce joined the spots and stains on his sleeves.
"Y'don't know any werewolves, do you?" He asked finally through a mouthful of meatloaf, his earlier skepticism and hostile manner overriden by careful curiosity.
Abigail scrunched her nose up at the mess Arrick was making with his food, she really hated mess eaters.
“Watch what your doing would you if I wanted to eat meatloaf I’d have put it on my plate!”
She wasn’t really sure she wanted to answer that question, she had known a werewolf but she didn’t want to go into any details about it. She decided to avoid the question.
“Don’t worry about the lack of boy’s I’m sure there’ll be more when the sorting finished!” She smiled
“And I’m sure they’ll be glad to save you from all of us girls.”