Florence sat down where Claira told him to and looked over at the girl who Claira was talking to now. He sighed as she said he was just a very annoying relative. Well he could say the same about her, but he wouldnt... though he thought that very often. He couldn't help but smile as Freya said he was cute, he liked compliments. "Erm.... hi. I just didnt know where to sit so I thought I'd ask her but she said not to before but... yeah..." He said nervously, looking down at his hands and wondering if he should have just found out where to sit on his own, he knew Claira hated to be bothered.

Oh Exploding Snaps! This chick was a smart one. Dang it. Oh well, it was worth a try. It wasn’t like a whole pile of dungbomb balloons was being pelted at him right now. Seth could not help but grin as Evolette placed two of her fingers on his chin and made it so he was looking at her and not the window and then let go. That was a little unexpected. Most girls would just shun the guy if he pulled off a stunt like that; guess this girl was no ordinary girl at all. She was a Slytherin after all. And a pretty one at that too, but that didn’t quite matter right now. Anyway, she was observant. Too observant.

“I’ll give you my sincerest apologies, Evolette,” the fifth year said at a light whisper. “I may be a prefect and have to pay attention to things, but technically I’m not on full-prefect mode … yet. But I suppose that doesn’t matter right now, though I’m enjoying the last few moments of being a normal student. … Not that I’m complaining or anything.” He grinned wider, showing his shiny, clean teeth and asked, “So … what year are you in? Or do people such as yourself have your own year rank around here? I mean, someone with good looks such as yourself surely deserves a little rank of more importance than some people I know.” Newell.

He sighed once again and looked up at the staff table. Not much of a staff change this year. Looks like that Cassandra girl – Oops! My bad. – Miss Trelawney was back. Wasn’t she like the nurse intern or something? He better make sure to take extra care of himself this year and the following years yet to come. Cassandra scared him a little bit, and if she was the one that was fixing him up. … Oh, Merlin, the horror! Taking his eyes off the staff table, Seth was brought back into student reality. He looked at Nicholai and smirked. “You’re being awfully quiet for once, Mr. Toussaint....”

Hannah stood up and crept behind some girl. She had a gaint plate of mashed potatos and was about to through it."FOOD FIGHT!" She yelled as she threw some food at the girl infront of her and threw it all around.

Claira rolled her eyes as Freya said he was cute. Oh-yeah. He was cute alright. That was one thing she didn't like about him. Shaking her head as Freya said she'd keep an eye on him if she wanted to go back up to beautiful angel boy. It was better to stalk when you didn't know their name, and thankfully he now knew she would be stalking him which made the whole thing even funnier to do, and it gave her something to do for the year.

Returning her thoughts to Florence, Claira's glare burnt into his 'cute' face like a red hot poker through a piece of soft plastic. Painful looking and dangerous. "You know why I told you not to talk to me and I thought I gave you a well enough warning." she snarled, turning her glares away and trying to calm down before she hurt somebody.

Taking in a deep breath, she turned back to look at Florence. "You got into Slytherin then, eh? I'm amazed. I thought you'd of gotten into Hufflepuff like YOUR Dad did. Not Slytherin. You don't seem like Slytherin material, dude." She said, returning her look to Freya so she didn't have to look at Florence. It was annoying her.

"Yeah, we're both Slytherins, and we both like muggle stuff" he resumed, "That does it for me" he said, nodding, refering to how they'll be good friends.

His eyes went through the people he was pointing and nodded, taking in all the names, "Wow, your family must be big" he said, "I only have a few cousins and two uncles total" the family could get bigger once his uncles got married, "My older sister left after her second year, she's in her last year in Beauxbatons" he still didn't know why she made the choice of moving away.

He chuckled and shook his head a little, it's been obvious he was a Slytherin, right? But he was still so happy about it that he forgot how obvious it was, he was even sitting at the table.

Yes, he got the name right. He tried to smile and nodded, being so close to a cat could be hazardous, but this cat didn't seem to dislike him at all, so he tried to stpo thinking about that. Demetrius noticed Nancy looking to another table, the one containing many blue robes, "Are you looking for someone in particular?" he asked.

He frowned at the speech thing, "Not really, I'm more excited about classes than anything else" he smiled.

"So, I guess he's your step brother then?" Freya said, "What's it like having siblings? I'm an only child so I wouldn't know obviously." Freya asked whole-heartedly.

Penelope noticed that freya looked said when saying the last sentence.
'Freya, why don't you just play quidditch and not tell your mother?'

Florence's gaze stayed on his feet as Claira scolded him. "I know you did but I said, I didn't know where to go." He mumbled before looking up from his feet. "But daddy said he was a Slytherin? But.... hmm... I dont know actually what house he was in... he said he was in Slytherin though..." He told her. At Freya's question, Florence couldn't help but answer. "It's annoying." he told her, his glance flickering to Claira then back.

Freya looked at her as thought she had received an electrical shock. "Heh, she'll find out. She has her resources. I wouldn't be surprised if she had contacts in the school as a matter of fact." Looking to the girls next to her she thought she should introduce them, "Penelope, this is Claira and the younger one there is Florence."

Freya laughed at the child's comment. "Well, it seems you have something in common after all." She said grinning to the two of them.

Evangeline was picking at her food, still wondering why Clifford had decided not to talk to her, when she felt something hit her hair. What on Merlin's name ... With a small blink, she touched her hair to find some mashed potato there. Oh no. That meant only one thing.

Food fight.

Ack! Not at her table!

Looking around and trying to find the source of the potato, she found some Hufflepuff girl apparently harassing a Slytherin student. With a plate of mashed potato in her hand. "Oi! You there!" She called out for the girl, standing up and moving to where she was. "What on Merlin's name do you think you're doing, eh?" She glared at her, getting the empty plate and laying it onto the table. Looking around just incase anyone decided to chuck food back at this girl, she placed her hands on her hips and puffed her chest out, showing off her badge. "There will be no food fights. I repeat, no food fights. Unless you want to get in trouble even before getting to your dorms."

Claira rolled her eyes at Florence as he mumbled about his dad, her stepdad, being in Slytherin. "HIM? Slytherin? HA! You must be having a laugh. Not even mother got into Slytherin, I doubt he did!" she sneered. Her mother had been pressured to get into Slytherin when she'd been in Hogwarts but because of all that pressure, she unfortunately thought about how her parents wouldn't like it if she was in Gryffindor so much that she ended muttering about how it would be like in Gryffindor by the time she was being sorted. It was all so sad but it was how it was.

Looking at Freya, she sighed. "You're lucky you're an only child. Even a half-brother is annoying. I was from my mom's first marriage, Florence is from her second. We have different fathers, and unfortunately my mother stuck with Florence's dad and thus... I'm stuck... with him" she threw Florence another glare.

As Freya introduced her and Florence to another girl, she stared at the girl darkly. "Hi." Her voice unbelievably cold as she said her greeting before turning back to glaring at her half-brother.

Reese was working on finsihing off her chicken leg when she heard Lucas mention Tommy.She laid her hcicken leg down and looked at him."Aunt Tommy?You're related to...Tommy,"she said.OMG.OMG.OMG."I miss her so much.She was like one of my best friends.And she moved?"She was just a tiny bit shcoked.Yes.Just a tiny bit.

Seth quickly shot up from his seat when he noticed a suspicious character from his own House shout ‘FOOD FIGHT!’ No! He was not going to let some foolish midget manage to get Hufflepuff House to lose House Points already, much less make a huge mess of the Great Hall. One, it was not acceptable. Two, it was just downright rude. And three, it was such a stupid thing that mere children did. It was time for this girl here to learn some manners and to grow up quickly.

As he rose up from his seat, he saw that a Slytherin prefect was already on the job. He walked over to the two girls, making sure that his brand new prefect badge was showing and stopped right beside the Slytherin. “Little girl, the Great Hall is not a place for having food fights. The Great Hall is for dining in, not chucking food around at people and acting like a band of baboons. Just what do you think you were doing? Honestly! I’m really interested in knowing what excuse you have to give.”

The prefect looked at the poor Slytherin girl that had gotten a good amount of food pelted at her. He reached forward for the napkins on the table and started to get all the food off the girl. The nerve of some people these days! “And,” he said, talking back at the trouble making girl, “our Head of House will be informed about this. You had no right whatsoever to behave like this.”

Lucas' head whipped around as he saw Hannah throwing food everywhere. He ducked out of the way. Yeah she was crazy. Lucas made a mental note to keep a safe distance from her.

Lucas nodded it. It sealed the deal for him. He was easy to please. "Me too." he agreed. "Yeah I have a really big family. I have 11 aunts from my mommy's family and then 3 uncles and a aunt on my daddy's side." He told him. "Can you speak French too like your sister?" He asked. His mother taught him and his brothers and sister how to speak French.

"She's not STUCK with him!" Florence said with a frown, he hated it when Claira always went on about how she hated his father and how their mum would be better off without him. Claira was just being selfish. "Hi. It's nice to meet you." Florence smiled to this other girl.

"Aww, well, I guess that's how some people see it." Freya said somewhat disheartened. "I've always wondered what it was like, but I guess it's better my mom only had me, I'd hate to think of what she'd do to a younger child now."

Was Evangeline waving for him to go sit with her? EEP! But ... wasn't she busy doing all those Prefect-y things Prefects had to do? What were Prefects meant to do anyways? Eh.. he wasn't entirely sure. Maybe befriending the firsties was part of her duties?

Chewing the inside of his cheek, Clifford shoved a spoonful of potatoes into his mouth. He really wanted to go sit with her. Like, really really. But he didn't want to disturb her either.

Ack! Talk about a dilemma!

Deciding he'd be selfish and disturb her, he grabbed his plate and made his way to the seat she'd been patting. He could sit beside her and not distub her, right? Sure.. he'd just eat quietly or something.

That was until all hell broke loose.

There were potatoes and prefects and a rather confused Clifford.

"Uhm.. I don't want to disturb you.." He muttered unsurely, shuffling his feet.

He looked up at Reece when she spoke to him again. He nodded his head. "She's my mommy's sister. Yes she went back to Ghana. I don't think she had as much fun as she thought she would." Lucas commented. Well really repeated what his mother had told him about his aunt.

Hannah looked at her shoes and said"Sorry. I thought it would be fun."She frowned at her shoes and slumped away to her table.

Claira growled at Florence, as if warning him to shut up before returning to look at Freya. At what Freya said about hating to think of what her mother would do to a younger child, Claira had to look at Florence with a smile. She found it rather hard to keep her shoulders from shaking again, trying to stay serious in front of Freya. She didn't need to have to break her cool just because of something. Though, If only Freya knew what Claira and Florence's mother was like...

"Yeah. I wouldn't like to think about it. Florence, Freya's mother once used the Crucio Curse on her for a whole two minutes. Isn't that horrible?" She said, her voice ringing with a dark tone entwined in its seriousness.

Looking up from where she was, she sighed as she spotted that people had tried to start a food fight. A Food fight. Like seriously? What were they at? DID they want to lose points immediately before they got to class... even before they got to the common room?

Freya roared with laughter as the girl turned to walk away. Some potatoes had found their mark and were still clinging to the Hufflepuff girls hair.

"Yeah, it's true." Freya said to the small boy quietly. Freya noticed Claira looking around, "Yeah, a food fight, imagine that. Lucky kids." She added with a glint in her eye. Gosh if only she could cause trouble like that at home on a weekly basis, life would be so much more fun. "Even though the thought of getting food on my clothes scares the living daylights out of me."

'What do you mean contacts?, Is she like best friends with the house elves or something?' Penelope grinned with a slight smirk in the mix.
'HI I'm Penelope by the way' She add to the so called people Claira and Florence.

Helena had just bitten into her drumstick when someone yelled 'FOOD FIGHT'. Chewing and swallowing quickly she turned to Casper again and began, What's a food... but she didn't get to finish because at that moment, someone through a plate of mashed potatoes at a girl sitting across the table from Helena, and some of the potatoes ricocheted and hit Helena square in the face in mid-sentence.

"Oh really?That's so cool,"Reese said."I really do miss Tommy."She picked up her glass of pumpkin juice and took a sip."Sorry about zoneing out a little bit ago,I was starving.And when I'm starving,I don't pay attention to what's going on around me."She slightly giggled."That's just me."She shurgged.

Florence nodded. "Yeah, thats horrible." He said, though he knew for a fact their mother was just... worse. But still he didn't want to say anything about it, there was no real reason to anyway. It was family business. He looked over at the girl who had tried to start a food fight. "A food fight? Isn't that what little kids do?" he commented, he'd never start a foodfight in case it messed up his hair. He then looked to Penelope and smiled. "Hi penelope." he said.