"Alice you've seen that Professor Bennet's back again then," Elizabeth said noticing the smirk that her friend was giving. She turned as saw that both the boy and Adrienne were still arguing. The boy looked familar, but sitll.. "What are they arguing about?" she asked.

Gawain and a Ravenclaw friend of his both entered the Great Hall a bit late, they were having so much fun catching each other up about what they did in their summer wich was followed by a friendly duel, they both shared the dream of becoming an auror.

The parted ways in front of the Ravenclaw table and Gawain made his way to the Gryffindor house table sitting near his classmates.
"Uhm....Hey everyone."He said deciding that it was too troubling too call all of them by name....Besides his head was still spinning a bit after being hit by a spell during the duel with the Ravenclaw.
"I'm not that late am I."He couldn't tell as whenever he tried looking at his watch, his head started spinning so fast that it was nausiating.

Klaude Siegfriend Nein on the other hand was pacing back and forth in front of the door that allow you to enter the Great Hall, he hated that place, especially on the first day of school.
The insane amount of people inside that room brought out the worst in him, well out of his OCD atleast, he always had so much trouble keeping himself under control there.
With a deep breath he finally entered and almost ran towards the end of the Slytherin table, further along it was atleast a bit more quiet.

He noticed that there already were a few classmates of his sitting where he usually sat.
With a small wave he sat down, while trying to concentrate on a Slytherin house banner, it was calming for him during stressful situatons like these.

Francesca turned to see Jade sitting near her. The Russian had a bed next to her last year. She said, not changing her disinterested expression, "Hello Jade. Have a good summer?"

She suddenly remembered the downside of the Opening Feast, the pleasantries. People whom she rarely spoke to suddenly acted interested in her. But it wouldn't hurt to play their game for a while, she thought to herself. She might even get to know someone. "Hello..." she said, realizing she didn't know this boy's name. "How was your summer?" she recovered, she could catch his name another time. Her attention was focused on the Hufflepuff table now, for no reason other than it was in her line of sight. She idly ran her hand over her head, her hair tightly pulled back into a bun. She quietly tapped her foot, a slight nervous habit she developed over the years.

Theo glanced at Jade with a raised eyebrow, then looked down at himself in mock shock. "I'm in Hufflepuff!" he exclaimed at the color and style of his robes, as though this was a notion that never before crossed his mind. "Thank you for bringing that to my attention," he continued, smiling, "I never could've figured it out without your help."

He then turned to Francesca, a little surprised at what she had said. "That's an interesting observation...but you know the rest of the students will just brush it off as them always having been that way."

Adrienne inclined her head in acknowledgment to Elizabeth. "Elizabeth," she greeted in turn. When she caught her later question, she turned back to the girls with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. "I'd barely call it an argument."

“Oh yes.” Alice nodded. “I’ve noticed.” She chuckled to herself, wondering if she would get a detention, or worse, on the first night. Their punishments didn’t affect her much anymore. Sure there was a physical scar or two, but it didn’t keep her from continuing her goofing off. “No idea.” She added. She cocked her head at Siegfried as he sat down. “Not having a good day?” She asked, as sweet as she could manage while planning a prank on the teachers. Then she looked back to Adrienne. “We’ll finish later.” She said vaguely.

"Okay so if it isn't an arguement, what are you two discussing?" Elizabeth asked. "Actually never mind I don't think I want to know," she said truthfully. "My parents have told me to be a good girl and listen to the ministry teachers," she sighed, sitting down on the Slytherin table, while she waited for the first years to be sorted.

She shot an annoying glance at Theo. In a lower voice so Jade couldn't hear her, she replied, "You shouldn't make fun of her, so was just being polite. Sounds like a foreign concept to you." Was she actually defending someone? Maybe she had grown more than in height this summer. She was surprised by how talkative she was today, it was very uncharacteristic. She tilted her head back and started up at the ceiling of the great hall. It was a cloudless night, every star was visible. The moon was less bright than normal, and appeared much smaller. If she had paid attention in Divination, a course she dropped after her third year, she might know what it "meant." Not that she believed in that rubbish.

"Uhm."He mumbled, his brain still wasn't working correctly and besides that he didn't really know what to say about his summer to someone he barely knew, or didn't knew in this case.
"It was nice, my oldest brother and his wife took me along on their vacation to Spain."He decided to leave it at that, and hoped that no one would notice his unpolite gesture of not asking her how her summer was.....You always got the same answers anyway.

Sieg shortly removed his from the Slytherin banner to look at Alice as he said."No, not really."He decided saying against that it never was a good day for him with his OCD."My......"He trailed off, searching for the right word."Condition intesifies in crowded places like this, and on the first day the Great Hall always seems even more crowded then any other.

Francesca sat in silence, it seemed her conversation with that boy had ended. This is why she detested small talk, it ended, but both parties were still present. She craned her neck over the crowded Great Hall to have a look at the staff table. Students' lives were interesting to observe, but those of the professors could be even more fascinating. But it was impossible to overhear anything at the staff table with the chattering students around.

Alice grimaced. “I see…” She trailed off, knowing Sieg’s weirdness about that whole issue. She idly wondered if he knew her bloodline, as he sometimes went ranting about how he only socialized with purebloods. Oh well. She glanced back up at the staff table again, watching the ministry teachers. This would be a fun night if her and Adrienne had their chance.

Theo smiled without much feeling as he rose to his feet, deciding it was about time to go to his own House table. His expression had barely shifted at all, and if anything he just seemed more blasé. "She should be thanking me. Being made fun of builds character." His gaze shifted to Jade, then back to Francesca. He was the same to everyone, no hard feelings meant. "Of course I'm familiar with politeness. It's a tactful excuse for people to lie."

Adrienne nodded to Alice's vague comment. It would be best if they discussed it later. Being caught could be disastrous. "So what teacher are we betting on to begin the speech? I wonder how many lies they expect us to swallow this year," she commented, and then proceeded to lean back in her chair. If she didn't learn to watch her mouth sooner or later she would end up dead.

“It’s either Bennett or Desdemon.” Alice said darkly. “They’re the worst. I can’t wait for the first time Desdemon tries to punish me.” She smirked, twirling a little red cylinder in between her fingers. “He’s going to have quite a problem.” Her smirk grew. “Ah, but I’ve got something special planned for Bennett.”

It took Jade several seconds to realized that she was being made fun of. English sarcasm was still not a very strong point of hers and, had Francesca not defended her, she might not have known it at all. She glanced at Francesca gratefully before turning her attention back to the boy sitting across from them. Her eyes narrowed dangerously as she wondered where this boy got the nerve to be so rude to someone he didn't even know.

"Being treated politely is building character, too," she hissed through gritted teeth. "Sarcasm is vat you get from putting the truth on beckvards and calling it a feshion statement, she added menacingly.

"I'm thinking Bennet, only because she's worse then Desdemond," Elizabeth said to Adrienne. "Alice, what is that?" she asked the older Slytherin girl, she kept looking up at the table, wondering whether the teachers were going to notice a Ravenclaw at Slytherin table.

Alice passed the item in question over to Elizabeth before leaning over to whisper, “Just a bit of muggle fire power.” She winked. “Firecrackers. Really, freaking, loud, firecrackers.” She smirked, leaning forward on the table. “My friends at home aren’t always the most law-abiding. We get all kinds of crap like that.”

"You scare me sometimes Alice, you know that," Elizabeth said handing the firecracker back. "But that's why your my friend," she said smiling at her, "because I need someone to scare me when I start acting like my parents protogee!"

Alice chuckled. “Yes you do, because if you didn’t you’d be one of those suck ups we all hate.” She tucked the firecracker back in a pocket before waiting for someone, anyone, to start talking. This was getting ridiculous.

"Well, it's not my fault my parents both support the ministry is it?" Liz asked. "Why hasn't anyone started talking? I mean you would think they'd have started the whole "You are all under our control" speak wouldn't you." She thought about something, "Do you think I should go back to the Ravenclaw table?"

Alice shrugged. “Soon I suppose.” She brushed a strand of hair out of her face. “They probably will be so intent on scarring the first years that no one will notice. I bet you could get away with sitting here the whole time actually.” She smiled a mad gleam in her eyes. “I wonder if a Ravenclaw sitting with us would give one of them a heart attack. That’d be nice wouldn’t it?”

"As long as it was Bennet or Desdemond that had the heart attack," Liz said her eyes starting to gleam. "You know I wonder sometimes whether I was put into the right house," she said. "I blame my parents, I normally do now."

Alice simply shook her head. “That works. It always works.” She rubbed her neck, looking around. “Desdemon hates me the most though. I don’t think Bennett has ever gotten the worst out of me.” She sighed. “Will they hurry this up?!”

ooc: :x
I'm so sorry my activity practically died for a day. I had sketches to draw for art last night...

bic:
Theo Runner smiled serenely at Jade, completely unperturbed by her retaliation. "All the people I have ever met who had people be polite to them their entire lives turned out to be immatu- and, oh screw it." He stopped speaking and paused, searching for words. "The sooner you stop expecting so much from people, the better off you'll be. Some of us just won't change, but hey, we must be the top priority. I mean the rest of the problems are only sadistic educators and corrupt ministry officials," he snapped under his breath at her, his eyes still taunting, but something in his voice had grown more bitter than he had meant it to.

He shook his hair out of his eyes and stepped back away from the table as he saw Professor Bennett stand up. He took a seat at the Hufflepuff table directly across from them, smirked, then looked back up to the teacher.

Professor Bennett stood up and cleared her throat to gain the attention of the students. When it did not appear to work, she pulled her wand from her robes. With a flick of her wrist, every door and window slammed shut, and for a fraction of a second the entire enchanted ceiling darkened to black.
Once she was sure nearly every student was looking her way, she smiled at them charmingly, but her eyes could not have contradicted the act more. They remained dark and cold.
"First and foremost, it is with great disappointment," she didn't look disappointed in the slightest, "that I must inform you that your Headmaster will not return for the better portion of this year, due to unforeseen and unfortunate circumstances.
"You will not be permitted to leave the castle, and your free time is not to be spent out on the grounds or wandering the halls. You are either to be studying in the library, or in your common rooms. You may not walk the grounds without a teacher present. This is all for your own safety.
"Any book written by a non-ministry official is deemed objectionable, as the authors are not certified writers, and are hereby banned from the school. A complete list of all objectionable materials and banned objects can be found in the caretaker's office. Possession with any of these objects will range from a month of detention to more serious consequences. Thank you, and you may now eat."

Adrienne's face darkened with fury for a moment, but it faded fast. She smirked coolly. "I think I'm going to write a book," she muttered to Alice and Elizabeth, "and it's going to be called 'This Book is Objectionable'. What do you think she would do if I put a stack in front of her office?"

Alice laughed a little, watching the food appear on the table. “Ohh, I’m in.” She changed her voice to a perky, annoyingly high, tone. “I’ll be the editor. And I can put in fun little foot notes for all the wonderful children!” She rolled her eyes, returning to her normal pitch. “More like morbid facts that would freak Bennett out.” She turned directly to Adrienne. “You do realize 90% of the stuff we keep around is going to be deemed ‘objectionable’ or ‘unsafe’ right? This is going to be a whole heck of a lot of fun.” She chuckled darkly, smirking.

"Count me in," Elizabeth said grinning. "Now, I wonder if she counts the five books I have in my trunk as being objectionable.. OH well," she said starting the feast. "Now, no going on the grounds, like we're really going to follow that one Bennet," she whispered. "And no activities apart from Library or common room, well when else am I going to see my friends?"

Sieg had been quietly listening to what Bennet had to say, while listening he was gratefull that she had quieted the Great Hall down and was actually enjoying the silence until the speech ended and people started talking again, now even more then before.

Getting stressed again, he looked down at the ground while he heard that a few Slytherin girls were planning to write a book or something.
But what he didn't get was why Purebloods were getting the same treatment.
"How dare they treat us like that, ordering us around as if we were common filthy Muggles."He said mostly to himself ,getting angered by now.
He was thinking of getting revenge too now but his idea of revenge wasn't writing a book....