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Cassirin · 05-04-2008, 02:39 AM

The term is about to begin! Have something to eat and chat with your friends while we wait on the speech.

Stina Felton · 09-28-2008, 10:46 PM

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Originally Posted by gandalfgirl

Ellie walked into the Hall. She was a little nervous to be coming in after that great big suit of armor. She approached the Slytherin table cautiously, only to discover that she recognized no one. "Whatever" she thought, and sat down by herself, hoping another first year would come join her so she woud have someone to talk to.

Isabella looked at the girl who had just sat down near here. She too looked as though she knew no one.

"Hi. My name is Isabella Carrington." she said to the girl as she held her hand out and smiled.

Belongs In Slytherin · 09-28-2008, 10:48 PM

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Originally Posted by gandalfgirl

Ellie walked into the Hall. She was a little nervous to be coming in after that great big suit of armor. She approached the Slytherin table cautiously, only to discover that she recognized no one. "Whatever" she thought, and sat down by herself, hoping another first year would come join her so she woud have someone to talk to.

Mandy looked up with surprise on her face. A . . . suit of armor just took a seat at the table. Mandy shook her head slowly. She wondered if anything would be normal at this school. It was then that Mandy noticed another girl enter the hall. The girl took a seat near her and Mandy looked away from Lauren for a moment. "Hello," Mandy said. "I'm Mandy". Being friendly was something that Mandy was trying to do this year.

cheerbabycheer18 · 09-28-2008, 11:41 PM

Xehanna pushed open the humongous wooden doors to the great hall and looked around. when eeryone heard the creak they turned to look. the feast had already started and Xehanna felt bad for interrupting. She mouthed sorry to professor Dumbledore and ran to the slytherin table noticing the only empty seat was at the very end of the table alone. the previous year all of her friends had left for beuxbatons. she cried for weeks. but this year was new and hopefully new friends to come with it

XanaSnape · 09-28-2008, 11:50 PM

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Originally Posted by 10DesmondsDaughter14

Helena looked up at the loud noises that seemed to echo from the Entrance Hall. A puzzled expression mingled with surprise crossed her face as a suit of armor (yes, a suit of armor) walked into the hall. The surprised look intensified as the suit of armor walked toward the Slytherin table where she sat.

Frowning slightly, Helena was a little shocked to see the suit of armor with a now human face sit down beside her (though, after she thought about it, it was one of the few empty seats left. It grabbed a handful of chicken legs, and Helena finally decided to say something.

Excuse me, Helena said both questioningly and politely, May I ask why you are covered in... Helena contemplated the word she wanted to use, not knowing nearly enough English to express everything she wanted to say. ... this... silver... thing... ? She attempted to smile politely.

"Last term we boys went to an alternative school, Cooper's School of Magic, where there were so many unfair rules- the worst being that you couldn't wear the suits of armor or skip down the halls. So, I'm wearing the armor to celebrate our return to beloved Hogwarts. " Will grinned at the girl who addressed him and set down his chicken leg. He looked around for a napkin to wipe the chicken grease off his hand, and finding none, wiped it on his leg. Being that armor is not very absorbent, the effort did nothing more than leave a smear of chicken grease on his thigh, leaving his hand still relatively slick with fat. Oh well; it was the thought that counted, right? He offered his chicken-slimed hand to the girl. "Will Jones, Slytherin Prefect." he said, pointing to the Prefect badge he had attached with a sticking charm to his armor chest plate. "Don't think I know you; what's your name and year?"

Levicorpus · 09-29-2008, 12:13 AM

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Originally Posted by All That Jazz

A smirk hinted at each corner of Lola's mouth as an impudent Hufflepuff attempted to deface the Slytherin table. "Silly child," she scoffed softly, giving herself a careful once-over to make sure none of that goopy potato got all over her robes. Her amber eyes sauntered toward the blazing Slytherin banner, making the Hufflepuff's attempt at conquest all the more trivial. Slytherins? This was certainly not a way to get noticed. Lola inwardly winced. Wear some blinding earrings, or a bow the size of Monaco. Food fights. How...little. Oh anyway, the actress glared piercingly after the perpetrator before angling toward Casper once more.

Oh, he did understand. Lola was gleeful. "Yes, I say standing out is good. Life's short, you know. Que sera sera. One hundred years. Hardly a blink of an eye." Her shoulders drooped sadly, but quickly puckered to proper posture. Can't have a slouch. Lola wanted to experience it all, magic and Muggle. And that Muggle thing they called skydiving. Oh, it sounded like the thrill of a lifetime. Flying in those metallic, bird-like contraptions that Muggles used for transportations already set Lola's delicate little heart a-beating. But that fear had to go away. And fast. Famous people was spelled jet-setters. "Are you the adeventurous type?" she asked playfully, but truly curious whether he shared her cravings for adrenaline.

Her laughter pealed, long and rich, and Lola had to push back that thin black headband resting in her hair when she was done. "Oh, I do know what you mean. Breezily, she waved a hand through the air as if to brush off her family's oddities. Mine...is eccentric." Her faint brows curled as she stared off, painting the paint-stained, frizzy ginger-haired Divine in the far corner of the room. Lola had her ears and her long neck. Every other feature belonged to Pierre. Bless his resting soul. "She makes pottery. And fears soda pop." The incomprehensible words poured from her lips before she could stop them. And suddenly it felt she was divulging too much. Uttering another quick laugh, she sincerely hoped that Casper was not put off. He was beginning to grow on her. Reeling from the energy of laughter, she absently clawed a hand through her hair.

"Since second year," she corrected. Though a homey place like this felt like a birthright. A habitat. "Oh yes!" she rushed to a conclusion. Then, double-took, taking her time with unfolding her napkin in sultry little flourishes. Hogwarts did have disadvantages. The elves scared her. And those wretched ghosts! "That is to say, it's better than last term's fiasco." As she said it, her voice fell a mournful octave and paranoia creeped in. She felt the need to examine the staff table for the 'ministry approved professors'. "Hogwarts was no longer coed. We had two schools. A segregated Hogwarts!" she wrung her napkin unnervedly in the air.

"I should say so," she turned to the girl on Casper's other side at her mentions of this feast as memorable, eyes flashing in a reserved, yet friendly manner. "Dah-ling, are you alright? If that got in your hair, I've got just the thing to get that out. My stylist swears by it!" Then again, Jean Pierre swore that paisley was the new black. But Lola's hair had had a spectacular sheen since she was twelve.

Casper leaned towards Lola as she spoke. She spoke so clearly, and yet so unique. He was sure that he had never met a girl like this before. "Whatever will be, will be." He said quietly. Que sera sera. Was he the adventurous type? He would sure like to be. And it wasn't that he was afraid or fearful of adventures. No, it wasn't like that at all. But the chance of adventures or any sort of couragous acivities never came up in Casper's life. He led a pretty boring life. Hopefully that would change. And soon. "I would like to be." He shrugged a little bit, more to hiself than to her. "I think adventurous filled activities would be totally life-altering. An expierance that I wouldn't want to miss, though I haven't had much adventures in the past. You know?" He wasn't sure if he was still making any sense.

"I totally understand." Casper nodded his head vigoriously. His mother, as well, was a bit on the eccentric side. Of course she wasn't a pottery creator, but Ophelia had her own little quirks. "Wait. Did you say she fears soda pop?" He asked while raising an eyebrow. Well, that was different. He know plenty of people will absurd fears, but soda pop? That has ought to be one of the stranger one on the list. He laughed lightly, but not in a teasing manner.

Casper smiled. He felt assured that Hogwarts was as brillant as it seemed. It already seemed homey. Maybe it had too do will the color scheme or the scent. It must be that. Last years fiasco? "It was segregated?" He asked in awe. If Hogwarts were still segregated, there would have been no way Casper would have agreed to coming. Girls were good. "That must have been horrible!"

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Originally Posted by 10DesmondsDaughter14

When Helena saw Casper smile, she couldn't help but to keep smiling herself. Her blue eyes twinkled as she smiled, but something wouldn't allow her to stop. She blushed and spooned some shepard's pie onto her plate.

When Casper finished speaking, Helena looked up at him. Yes, I am new, too. She smiled. I just moved to Britain from Bulgaria. Where did you transfer from? If you don't mind my asking, of course.

Casper turned away from Lola, to face Helena once again. He was glad that she was smiling. It showed him that she wasn't the stuck up, resentful type, but the fun, forgiving type. That was definately a good quality in Casper's book. And probably in every one's book, except for those very, very true Slytherin type.

"Ooh, Bulgaria? How was it there?" He asked, his tone completely curious. "I didn't really transfer from anyway. I was home-schooled, tutored." He took a small pause. "My father is a retired professor from a little magical school in Canada. He never really got other teaching. So he would teach me my Charms and Defence Againsted Dark Arts. For the other subjects. My father hired tutors." He nodded, as if that confirmed the fact.

LaFresita · 09-29-2008, 12:19 AM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

"Last term we boys went to an alternative school, Cooper's School of Magic, where there were so many unfair rules- the worst being that you couldn't wear the suits of armor or skip down the halls. So, I'm wearing the armor to celebrate our return to beloved Hogwarts. " Will grinned at the girl who addressed him and set down his chicken leg. He looked around for a napkin to wipe the chicken grease off his hand, and finding none, wiped it on his leg. Being that armor is not very absorbent, the effort did nothing more than leave a smear of chicken grease on his thigh, leaving his hand still relatively slick with fat. Oh well; it was the thought that counted, right? He offered his chicken-slimed hand to the girl. "Will Jones, Slytherin Prefect." he said, pointing to the Prefect badge he had attached with a sticking charm to his armor chest plate. "Don't think I know you; what's your name and year?"

Interested, Helena listened to Will intently. As he finished, he offered her his hand. She smiled and shook it, though she was a bit confused. I'm terribly sorry for not introducing myself. I'm Helena Crawley, third year. I just transferred. I moved here this summer from Bulgaria.

Helena smiled again, with her eyes this time, as she wiped her hand off on a napkin. So boys went to an... alter-tive school, last year? How odd. So, this is what you are wearing, then? A... suit of harmor? Oh! Like a kanight? She smiled brightly, completely unaware that she had just made no sense whatsoever.

It's a pleasure to meet you... by the way, Helena giggled slightly at herself using a phrase she had just learned that day. Hogwarts is beautiful. I don't think I could have imagined anything more.

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Originally Posted by Levicorpus

Casper turned away from Lola, to face Helena once again. He was glad that she was smiling. It showed him that she wasn't the stuck up, resentful type, but the fun, forgiving type. That was definately a good quality in Casper's book. And probably in every one's book, except for those very, very true Slytherin type.

"Ooh, Bulgaria? How was it there?" He asked, his tone completely curious. "I didn't really transfer from anyway. I was home-schooled, tutored." He took a small pause. "My father is a retired professor from a little magical school in Canada. He never really got other teaching. So he would teach me my Charms and Defence Againsted Dark Arts. For the other subjects. My father hired tutors." He nodded, as if that confirmed the fact.

Helena smiled slightly, reminiscing on life in Bulgaria. Well, it was a bit warmer there, but I like the change. Besides, I've never seen snow before. She laughed. Home-schooled? That's interesting. My parents never worked a day in their life, actually. I think they quite enjoyed it, too, but I must say that I think I'll prefer a good education and career to sitting on mounds of gold, any day.

DeathEater24601 · 09-29-2008, 12:19 AM

Seymour Addams bounded towards the Slytherin House table, his dark blue eyes impossibly huge and shining with excitement. This. Was. It. The day -- down to the exact moment -- he had been waiting for his entire summer; the one he had been counting down the days, hours, minutes, seconds to ever since he had gotten his Hogwarts letter. Coming from an all-Muggle family, this had certainly been a shock to his family-- an actual wizard in the Addams household? The mere idea was nearly too much to ask for! At last, he would be taught about the magickal world that his wise older brother, Emmett, knew so much about*... and with some luck, perhaps he could follow in his footsteps in his upcoming magehood and become a Cleric... or possibly even a Dungeon Master. But any of that was probably too much to ask for. For now, it was enough to even have been admitted to Hogwarts.

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

The defeaning crash of graceless metal footfalls on stone could be heard echoing from far down the hall, drawing louder as they approached the Great Hall. There was a crash, as though someone had dropped an armful of pots from a terribly great height, just outside the doorway.

"Flobberworms!" a muffled voice cursed, and there was silence. Then, moments later, the clanging steps started again.

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!
A suit of armor entered the Great Hall, skipping-- yes, skipping -- in great, lumbering bounds and nearly tripping over its own feet again several times before coming to a rest at the Slytherin House Table.

With a huge and clumsy effort, Will lifted his visor, nearly losing his balance again in the process. Beaming happily, he surveyed the great hall. Ah... Hogwarts. The Feast! I'm at home at last. he thought, searching the table for friendly faces. Merlin's toenails, the table is packed... he thought with a shrug. (Well, he would've shrugged, if not for the limitations of armor on one's ability to make such gestures. He considered shrugging, however, which was close enough for Will.)

He found an empty spot not too far from his friends and approached the seat, finding it very difficult to step over the bench but managing at last, though unfortunately he quite nearly kicked an unfortunate first year in the process. Whups. "Sorry." he muttered.

"How did the noble knights of yore ever get anything done?" he wondered aloud as he pulled off a glove and helped himself to some chicken legs. Until this day, he had never understood the great fortitude required to be a knight-- to say nothing of the exceptional ability to control one's bathroom needs once fully dressed in armor. But it was all worth it now... No more Cooper's; no more Cooper's school rules. Armor was 'in' again, and Billium Q. Jones was present and ready for school.

He skidded to a halt when an earsplitting clanging sound came from outside the hall, his eyes now impossibly wide. A challenger appearing so soon? Before studies have even started, to catch us all off-guard? He grinned. Come to think of it, that was a very wise approach. Thank god he was prepared-- and prepared well, at that; he had with him the extra pair of stone runes Emmett had given him for his quest. Surely that would save him, if not a few lucky others as well; he knew not the amount of power the stones held, so it was rather hard to say.

He pulled a green, fake leather drawstring bag out of the pocket of his new robes and opened it, searching quickly through the random Elder Futhark symbols to find the few that were supposedly most powerful, but it was too late; the intruder had entered. Not paying attention to who this new 'enemy' was, Seymour cast the small, circular stones across the floor towards where the clanging had been coming from (despite the fact that by this time, the figure had already started ...skipping toward the house table).

They slid to a stop a few yards from the door, but nothing happened. Must be some protection spell the enemy cast beforehand, he thought, glancing towards the challenger for the first time. He gasped, jaw dropping slightly. "Noble sir!" he cried out, scrambling for the 'defective' runes he had cast and rushing after the figure in shining armor. This was an opportunity he was not going to miss, not for anything-- the knight surely had some adventurous quest he might be able to volunteer for if he was quick enough. He stopped once at the house table, panting slightly; he wasn't built for athletics, especially running. "Noble sir, I apologize; I was positive you were the enemy, preparing to engage in battle!" he said quickly. "Forgive me for asking-- but where is your stallion? Has she been attacked by the horrid dragon undoubtedly waiting just outside the castle walls?"

Poor kid. He didn't know a first thing about Hogwarts, and he was going to have to learn the hard way.

*= Yeah. Knew so much about. That's it.

XanaSnape · 09-29-2008, 12:44 AM

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Originally Posted by 10DesmondsDaughter14

Interested, Helena listened to Will intently. As he finished, he offered her his hand. She smiled and shook it, though she was a bit confused. I'm terribly sorry for not introducing myself. I'm Helena Crawley, third year. I just transferred. I moved here this summer from Bulgaria.

Helena smiled again, with her eyes this time, as she wiped her hand off on a napkin. So boys went to an... alter-tive school, last year? How odd. So, this is what you are wearing, then? A... suit of harmor? Oh! Like a kanight? She smiled brightly, completely unaware that she had just made no sense whatsoever.

It's a pleasure to meet you... by the way, Helena giggled slightly at herself using a phrase she had just learned that day. Hogwarts is beautiful. I don't think I could have imagined anything more.

Helena smiled slightly, reminiscing on life in Bulgaria. Well, it was a bit warmer there, but I like the change. Besides, I've never seen snow before. She laughed. Home-schooled? That's interesting. My parents never worked a day in their life, actually. I think they quite enjoyed it, too, but I must say that I think I'll prefer a good education and career to sitting on mounds of gold, any day.

Will smiled back at the girl. She was really rather pretty... not as much as Jaimine, of course, but who could be? "It's a pleasure to meet you, too, Helena. From Bulgaria, you say? That's downright brilliant- I've never been there but I've heard a lot about it from other transfer students. What caused you to come to Hogwarts?" He listened as she told another girl about... mounds of gold? Will's eyebrows shot up. Interesting. New girl was wealthy. Hm... might not be too bad to lay on the flattery... Will was, after all, Slytherin to the core.

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Originally Posted by DeathEater24601

He pulled a green, fake leather drawstring bag out of the pocket of his new robes and opened it, searching quickly through the random Elder Futhark symbols to find the few that were supposedly most powerful, but it was too late; the intruder had entered. Not paying attention to who this new 'enemy' was, Seymour cast the small, circular stones across the floor towards where the clanging had been coming from (despite the fact that by this time, the figure had already started ...skipping toward the house table).

They slid to a stop a few yards from the door, but nothing happened. Must be some protection spell the enemy cast beforehand, he thought, glancing towards the challenger for the first time. He gasped, jaw dropping slightly. "Noble sir!" he cried out, scrambling for the 'defective' runes he had cast and rushing after the figure in shining armor. This was an opportunity he was not going to miss, not for anything-- the knight surely had some adventurous quest he might be able to volunteer for if he was quick enough. He stopped once at the house table, panting slightly; he wasn't built for athletics, especially running. "Noble sir, I apologize; I was positive you were the enemy, preparing to engage in battle!" he said quickly. "Forgive me for asking-- but where is your stallion? Has she been attacked by the horrid dragon undoubtedly waiting just outside the castle walls?"

Poor kid. He didn't know a first thing about Hogwarts, and he was going to have to learn the hard way.

*= Yeah. Knew so much about. That's it.

"Er... stallion?" Will asked, utterly perplexed. Oh yeah. Knights had beautiful horses. Will decided to run with it, the kid seemed so earnest. Besides, no one had ever called Will 'sir' before, and he kinda liked it. A lot.

"I... um... It got ate. Yeah. That's it. By a ...giant fanged flying puffskein. I barely escaped with my life-- if it hadn't been for the efforts of the giant squid who sent an owl post delivery of a sword at the crucial moment, I never would've gotten away. But... well, hi. I'm Billium Q. Jones, and I'll be your prefect this term. What's your name?" he asked, smiling a little. He was a cute little bug, and obviously a firstie. Will loved firsties.

LaFresita · 09-29-2008, 12:54 AM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

Will smiled back at the girl. She was really rather pretty... not as much as Jaimine, of course, but who could be? "It's a pleasure to meet you, too, Helena. From Bulgaria, you say? That's downright brilliant- I've never been there but I've heard a lot about it from other transfer students. What caused you to come to Hogwarts?" He listened as she told another girl about... mounds of gold? Will's eyebrows shot up. Interesting. New girl was wealthy. Hm.

Helena nodded, but then frowned slightly. She let out a breath of air. This was going to be more difficult now that she had arrived. Yes, Bulgaria. It's beautiful there, as well. Sometimes I miss it, but I suppose I'll adjust.

Helena sighed and took a deep breath. Here was the hard part. Well... a little over a month ago, my parents died. It was a car crash. I don't have any relatives in Bulgaria anymore, seeing as its my dad who was originally from there, and most of his family moved to America. My mom's family lives in Norway. All but her youngest brother, who lives in London.

Helena grimaced. Unfortunately, it was him that became my guardian. Thankfully, I'll be here most of the time. I'd rather be at school than live for four straight years with a drunk. She sighed.

Zellanna · 09-29-2008, 01:05 AM

The first table that Carracio decided to "patrol" was the Slytherin table. Why did he come here? Likely no other reason than having been Slytherin himself. So long as Forrester didn't get on his case about it. Of course, he had to come at one of the strangest times. A suit of armor had skipped in and was now sitting at the table. He couldn't help but sigh. Weren't weird things like this supposed to happen at the other tables?

Shaking his head he decided to approach whichever student it was who was wearing the armor. He flicked the back of the helmet with a satisfying "CLANG!" sound to get the child's attention, and hoped to Merlin that whatever the child was about to say would make sense.

DeathEater24601 · 09-29-2008, 01:16 AM

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Originally Posted by XanaSnape

"Er... stallion?" Will asked, utterly perplexed. Oh yeah. Knights had beautiful horses. Will decided to run with it, the kid seemed so earnest. Besides, no one had ever called Will 'sir' before, and he kinda liked it. A lot.

"I... um... It got ate. Yeah. That's it. By a ...giant fanged flying puffskein. I barely escaped with my life-- if it hadn't been for the efforts of the giant squid who sent an owl post delivery of a sword at the crucial moment, I never would've gotten away. But... well, hi. I'm Billium Q. Jones, and I'll be your prefect this term. What's your name?" he asked, smiling a little. He was a cute little bug, and obviously a firstie. Will loved firsties.

Seymour swept his Hogwarts cap off his head in respect. "I... I'm so sorry, sir! That's absolutely tragic! But he certainly died a hero's death... facing the... puffskein?..." Whatever a puffskein was. If it was giant, fanged, and flying, it had to be terrifying. And anyway, a puffskein was probably one of those creatures that were like living nightmares, but sounded cuddly. Like tasmanian devils.

Because tasmanian devils sounded oh-so-cuddly.

"That was incredibly brave and noble of you, sir... it was quite lucky the squid happened to be able to contact the owl at the right moments... I hear magical creatures aren't always willing to give up their items to human beings, either... you must be really well known throughout the land." He beamed at him, still trying to puzzle out exactly what a puffskein would look like. Maybe it was some species of dragon. Or a cousin of the manticore. "It is an absolute honor to meet you, sire... I have always wished to meet a knight in shining armor. Now, maybe new quests will become available... I think I would be quite capable of assisting you, at the very least. I... I mean, my brother is a Dungeon Master, so he knows a lot about those types of things. No disrespect to you, of course, Sir Billium. I know my amount of knowledge would never hold a candle to yours, sir," he rambled, turning just the slightest bit red. He was no expert, that was for sure. "I'm Seymour Addams... I'm new to Hogwarts." ~~Boy was he.~~

draco*malfoy*lover · 09-29-2008, 01:32 AM

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Originally Posted by 10DesmondsDaughter14

Helena nodded, but then frowned slightly. She let out a breath of air. This was going to be more difficult now that she had arrived. Yes, Bulgaria. It's beautiful there, as well. Sometimes I miss it, but I suppose I'll adjust.

Helena sighed and took a deep breath. Here was the hard part. Well... a little over a month ago, my parents died. It was a car crash. I don't have any relatives in Bulgaria anymore, seeing as its my dad who was originally from there, and most of his family moved to America. My mom's family lives in Norway. All but her youngest brother, who lives in London.

Helena grimaced. Unfortunately, it was him that became my guardian. Thankfully, I'll be here most of the time. I'd rather be at school than live for four straight years with a drunk. She sighed.

Samantha walked into the Great Hall and scanned the Slytherin table for some of her friends. She caught sight of one girl she had met on the train. Helena she thought. She walked over to and saw her talking to another girl. Hoping she wouldn't think Sam rude, "Hello Helena" Sam said with a smile, "mind if I sit with you, here?"

XanaSnape · 09-29-2008, 01:40 AM

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Originally Posted by 10DesmondsDaughter14

Helena nodded, but then frowned slightly. She let out a breath of air. This was going to be more difficult now that she had arrived. Yes, Bulgaria. It's beautiful there, as well. Sometimes I miss it, but I suppose I'll adjust.

Helena sighed and took a deep breath. Here was the hard part. Well... a little over a month ago, my parents died. It was a car crash. I don't have any relatives in Bulgaria anymore, seeing as its my dad who was originally from there, and most of his family moved to America. My mom's family lives in Norway. All but her youngest brother, who lives in London.

Helena grimaced. Unfortunately, it was him that became my guardian. Thankfully, I'll be here most of the time. I'd rather be at school than live for four straight years with a drunk. She sighed.

A rich orphan, and she was cute. And half Norweigan, too... Will had heard stories about those girls. SHWEEET! He made a mental note to get to know her better-- his heart still belonged to Jaimine, of course, but she'd been so out of touch recently... What if she had lost interest?

He arranged his face to look appropriately grave. "That's terrible!" he said honestly enough. "I'm sorry to hear for your loss... but glad that it brought you here, so we could meet. " He flashed her the smile he thought of as his most dashing, though it probably just looked a little goofy even though he had grown a bit more mature-looking over the summer. (If you overlooked the suit of armor, of course.)

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Originally Posted by DeathEater24601

Seymour swept his Hogwarts cap off his head in respect. "I... I'm so sorry, sir! That's absolutely tragic! But he certainly died a hero's death... facing the... puffskein?..." Whatever a puffskein was. If it was giant, fanged, and flying, it had to be terrifying. And anyway, a puffskein was probably one of those creatures that were like living nightmares, but sounded cuddly. Like tasmanian devils.

Because tasmanian devils sounded oh-so-cuddly.

"That was incredibly brave and noble of you, sir... it was quite lucky the squid happened to be able to contact the owl at the right moments... I hear magical creatures aren't always willing to give up their items to human beings, either... you must be really well known throughout the land." He beamed at him, still trying to puzzle out exactly what a puffskein would look like. Maybe it was some species of dragon. Or a cousin of the manticore. "It is an absolute honor to meet you, sire... I have always wished to meet a knight in shining armor. Now, maybe new quests will become available... I think I would be quite capable of assisting you, at the very least. I... I mean, my brother is a Dungeon Master, so he knows a lot about those types of things. No disrespect to you, of course, Sir Billium. I know my amount of knowledge would never hold a candle to yours, sir," he rambled, turning just the slightest bit red. He was no expert, that was for sure. "I'm Seymour Addams... I'm new to Hogwarts." ~~Boy was he.~~

Wow. Just... wow. The kid was what his pop would call 'gone a gusher.'... Chatterin' away like a rabid chipmunk! "Call me Will, please-- nice to meet you, Seymour." he told him. "And I'm not, you know, really a knight- not usually, just today. Mostly I'm just a wizard, like anyone else around here. But I AM fairly well known, sure... " He was? Suuuure. But it was a good lie, and it just flew out of his mouth so easy-like. "Mostly known more for my acts of incredible wizardry and outrageous dueling talents and oh, yes, there was that time that I single-handedly stopped the venemous tentacula and devil's snare from attacking in herbology, saving the students and the professor... Not to mention the time I was called on to calm a wild opal-eye dragon, pulled right out of divination for that one, I was... You see, I was the only one who knew how to --"

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Originally Posted by Zellanna

The first table that Carracio decided to "patrol" was the Slytherin table. Why did he come here? Likely no other reason than having been Slytherin himself. So long as Forrester didn't get on his case about it. Of course, he had to come at one of the strangest times. A suit of armor had skipped in and was now sitting at the table. He couldn't help but sigh. Weren't weird things like this supposed to happen at the other tables?

Shaking his head he decided to approach whichever student it was who was wearing the armor. He flicked the back of the helmet with a satisfying "CLANG!" sound to get the child's attention, and hoped to Merlin that whatever the child was about to say would make sense.

BONG!!!!!!!!! noise rattled around, echoing in the helmet of his suit, completely throwing Will off his bragging patter. "What the...?"

With a concerted effort, he tried to turn around and locate the source of the sound... No easy feat when one was ensconced in a hard metal coating. Whatever else knights might be, they sure weren't bendy.

He turned around, the metal making a creeeeaking 'fingernails on chalkboard' sound against the wooden bench as he did so, and glanced up. Way up. Oh, dragon dung. he thought. Good evening, Professor Erikson." Will said, flushing and hoping that he hadn't heard a word Will had been saying to poor, young, naive Seymour. "I hope your summer went well... enjoying the feast?" His cheeks and ears, if they could be seen, flushed pink and hot. He really hoped Erikson hadn't heard him. Especially that part about herbology.

LaFresita · 09-29-2008, 01:50 AM

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"I should say so," she turned to the girl on Casper's other side at her mentions of this feast as memorable, eyes flashing in a reserved, yet friendly manner. "Dah-ling, are you alright? If that got in your hair, I've got just the thing to get that out. My stylist swears by it!" Then again, Jean Pierre swore that paisley was the new black. But Lola's hair had had a spectacular sheen since she was twelve.

Helena turned the girl on Casper's right who was also talking to her. She smiled slightly on the verge of laughing at the girl's accent, but she contained her laughter well. No, that's okay, thank you. It was just my face, actually. That just calls for extra moisturizer tonight. She smiled. I'm Helena, by the way. Helena Crawley.

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Samantha walked into the Great Hall and scanned the Slytherin table for some of her friends. She caught sight of one girl she had met on the train. Helena she thought. She walked over to and saw her talking to another girl. Hoping she wouldn't think Sam rude, "Hello Helena" Sam said with a smile, "mind if I sit with you, here?"

Helena looked around as she heard a familiar voice say her name. Hi, Sam. Good to see you again. She smiled brightly. Of course you can sit here. Hang on a second. Helena looked at the nearly packed table. Casper was on her right, Will was on her left, but the seat in front of her was open. The seat across from me has your name on it, I think. Helena laughed and gestured towards the only vacant seat.

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A rich orphan, and she was cute. And half Norweigan, too... Will had heard stories about those girls. SHWEEET! He made a mental note to get to know her better-- his heart still belonged to Jaimine, of course, but she'd been so out of touch recently... What if she had lost interest?

He arranged his face to look appropriately grave. "That's terrible!" he said honestly enough. "I'm sorry to hear for your loss... but glad that it brought you here, so we could meet. " He flashed her the smile he thought of as his most dashing, though it probably just looked a little goofy even though he had grown a bit more mature-looking over the summer. (If you overlooked the suit of armor, of course.)

Helena's smile brightened a little at Will's words. Thank you. It's not too big of a deal. They were in and out of the country so much that I barely got to know them. Either that or they were at some fancy party. She snickered slightly, remembering the many times she had snuck to the parties in the back of her parents car. I much prefer it here.

Helena smiled, then blushed, realizing what he had said about them meeting. Yes, meeting you has definitely brightened my spirit since coming here. Helena returned his brilliant smile with an equally bright one that showed her adoration clearly through her eyes.

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The first table that Carracio decided to "patrol" was the Slytherin table. Why did he come here? Likely no other reason than having been Slytherin himself. So long as Forrester didn't get on his case about it. Of course, he had to come at one of the strangest times. A suit of armor had skipped in and was now sitting at the table. He couldn't help but sigh. Weren't weird things like this supposed to happen at the other tables?

Shaking his head he decided to approach whichever student it was who was wearing the armor. He flicked the back of the helmet with a satisfying "CLANG!" sound to get the child's attention, and hoped to Merlin that whatever the child was about to say would make sense.

Helena clapped her hands over her ears at the noise coming from the recently flicked helmet of Will. When the noise dimmed down, she removed her hands and looked up weakly at the professor who had made the noise. Uh-oh.

Zellanna · 09-29-2008, 01:53 AM

"Uh huh... 'single-handedly stopped the venemous tentacula and devil's snare from attacking in herbology,' Will?" he asked, a brow raised and not looking particularly amused. In truth, he knew that boys would be boys, but he never missed an opportunity to mess with a student's mind. Some habits died hard.

Cora · 09-29-2008, 01:56 AM

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Mandy laughed. "Yeah, don't worry. It really is great here." she said, taking her eyes off the girl and glancing around the familar hall. She listened to the sounds of other students shouting and laughing. Mandy smiled a little, thinking about how much fun someone could have here.

The question Lauren asked threw Mandy a bit. Did she mean interesting-or fun? Because plenty of interesting things happened to her this summer, but none of them had be pleasent. She decided Lauren didn't need to know that.

"Not really. Just hung around Diagon Alley and bought what I needed for school," she told Lauren. She watched as Lauren took some food and smiled. "How about you?"

"Interesting, I've never really been to Diagon alley, my mother never really takes me anywhere," Lauren began

Lauren thought about her summer. Not a whole lot was interesting.
"Well I -" Lauren began. Lauren was startled by the noise. Lauren raised her eyebrow at the suit of armour who sat down at the table.

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Ellie walked into the Hall. She was a little nervous to be coming in after that great big suit of armor. She approached the Slytherin table cautiously, only to discover that she recognized no one. "Whatever" she thought, and sat down by herself, hoping another first year would come join her so she woud have someone to talk to.

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Mandy looked up with surprise on her face. A . . . suit of armor just took a seat at the table. Mandy shook her head slowly. She wondered if anything would be normal at this school. It was then that Mandy noticed another girl enter the hall. The girl took a seat near her and Mandy looked away from Lauren for a moment. "Hello," Mandy said. "I'm Mandy". Being friendly was something that Mandy was trying to do this year.

Lauren noticed the girl who sat near Mandy and heard Mandy greet her. Lauren smiled at the girl, trying to ignore the suit of armour.

"Hello there, I'm Lauren, are you in your first year?" Lauren asked the girl, after Mandy had introduced herself.
Lauren took a bite of her bun. She was surprised how hungry she suddenly felt.

Con_Stripes · 09-29-2008, 01:56 AM

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Hugo's eyes moved along the table, crossed over Evolette and Paige, and landed on another Slytherin. "Chiao Nicholaiiii." He said brightly, returning the friendly nod. "Nice to meet you too." He shoved out a hand to shake; that was polite right? He was all up for making guy friends. Following the boy's gaze, he found himself looking at the Gryffindor prefect. Who was talking to Evolette.

"Everything alright?" He asked loudly, eyebrows raised.

Nicholai briefly grasped the other boy's hand and nodded.
"Oh I wouldn't worry about Cale Newell." Evolette was completely able to pull the strings there. With just a little help from Nicholai, Seth and Evangeline.

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Tai had heard that name before. He thought deep for a moment and then it hit him. "Nicholai...Nicholai...you're Nico! You know my old friend Maddox Darcy. Wow! Today has been a day of small worlds and coincidences. And it's nice to meet you!

Earlier on the train, Maddox had told Tai all about the incident with Nico. It was interesting, a little confusing, but interesting.

"I do." Nicholai agreed, "Nice to meet you too." Nicholai eyed the other boy warily; wondering if he knew that Maddox and Nico were technically friends now. They had sort of bonded over the summer- by talking this time and not by hexing each other.

"Lucky you ended up in Slytherin." Nicholai smirked.

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Raising his eyebrows ever so slightly, a mischievous smile appeared on Seth’s face. So Cale was looking for a friendship between Evolette? The chances of that happening would come when basilisks could fly, and that was not going to happen any time soon. Hopefully. Anyway, if Cale was paying more attention to Evolette to win a friendship with her, how would Anna feel about that?

A little light bulb lit up in his mind. Anna. He hadn’t spoken with her since the train ride to Hogwarts, but that was sadly disturbed by Crazy Hair Newell. Why did that kid have to get in the way of everything? It was just stupid how he managed to get on everyone’s hate list. Was that his goal in life? Well, he was successful in getting onto this prefect’s hate list. That wasn’t going to change any time soon either.

“You know,” the fifth year prefect said, that good old mischievous smile still on his face, “since it is dear ol’ Anna’s birthday soon, what do you say at jumping over to the Gryffindor table to wish her a happy birthday? No harm in that, right?” He chuckled quietly and leaned a few inches closer, winked once, and added at a light whisper, “Plus we can go and burst Newell's bubble at wishing Kitten an early birthday. Knowing him, he forgot all about her special day. You only turn sixteen once, ya know....” He chuckled quietly and rose up from his seat, already on his way to the Gryffindor table with or without Nicholai. It was now or never!

"You go, Seth." Nicholai watched the Hufflepuff prefect's face as his mind ticked over. Clearly the other boy had an agenda. "I might come over in a little bit," Nico glanced at the Gryffindor table, "Give him a chance to cool down a little or he might stamp his feet and throw his toys."

Nicholai looked up in consternation at the sudden racket.

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CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

The defeaning crash of graceless metal footfalls on stone could be heard echoing from far down the hall, drawing louder as they approached the Great Hall. There was a crash, as though someone had dropped an armful of pots from a terribly great height, just outside the doorway.

"Flobberworms!" a muffled voice cursed, and there was silence. Then, moments later, the clanging steps started again.

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

A suit of armor entered the Great Hall, skipping-- yes, skipping -- in great, lumbering bounds and nearly tripping over its own feet again several times before coming to a rest at the Slytherin House Table.

With a huge and clumsy effort, Will lifted his visor, nearly losing his balance again in the process. Beaming happily, he surveyed the great hall. Ah... Hogwarts. The Feast! I'm at home at last. he thought, searching the table for friendly faces. Merlin's toenails, the table is packed... he thought with a shrug. (Well, he would've shrugged, if not for the limitations of armor on one's ability to make such gestures. He considered shrugging, however, which was close enough for Will.)

He found an empty spot not too far from his friends and approached the seat, finding it very difficult to step over the bench but managing at last, though unfortunately he quite nearly kicked an unfortunate first year in the process. Whups. "Sorry." he muttered.

"How did the noble knights of yore ever get anything done?" he wondered aloud as he pulled off a glove and helped himself to some chicken legs. Until this day, he had never understood the great fortitude required to be a knight-- to say nothing of the exceptional ability to control one's bathroom needs once fully dressed in armor. But it was all worth it now... No more Cooper's; no more Cooper's school rules. Armor was 'in' again, and Billium Q. Jones was present and ready for school.

Realisation dawned on Nico's face and he grinned, lifting his hand in greeting. It really only could have been one person. But the skipping...well that was a little bit interesting. It was like Will was channelling his sister. But she was still sitting over at the Ravenclaw table and he hoped she wasn't still playing with her food.

Nicholai hid a smile as the firstie referred to Will as Sir. Sir Billium? Interesting. And of course when the Professor came over, Nicholai decided to stay around and watch for just a little longer.

"Long time no see...Sir Billium." Nico managed to contain his amusement...or maybe not.

draco*malfoy*lover · 09-29-2008, 01:58 AM

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Helena looked around as she heard a familiar voice say her name. Hi, Sam. Good to see you again. She smiled brightly. Of course you can sit here. Hang on a second. Helena looked at the nearly packed table. Casper was on her right, Will was on her left, but the seat in front of her was open. The seat across from me has your name on it, I think. Helena laughed and gestured towards the only vacant seat.

Sam smiled, "Thanks," and she sat down across her friend. She was glad to have found one of her friends. She looked around for Hailey but had nt seen her yet. Where is she? Sam thought, knowing her face had a worried look. I'm definitely gonna have to owl mom, or Hallie if I must.

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A rich orphan, and she was cute. And half Norweigan, too... Will had heard stories about those girls. SHWEEET! He made a mental note to get to know her better-- his heart still belonged to Jaimine, of course, but she'd been so out of touch recently... What if she had lost interest?

He arranged his face to look appropriately grave. "That's terrible!" he said honestly enough. "I'm sorry to hear for your loss... but glad that it brought you here, so we could meet. " He flashed her the smile he thought of as his most dashing, though it probably just looked a little goofy even though he had grown a bit more mature-looking over the summer. (If you overlooked the suit of armor, of course.)

Sam looked at the boy Helena was talking to and recognized him as the house prefect Will, she never really met him but did know who he was. "Hi," she said, "I'm Sam."

XanaSnape · 09-29-2008, 02:01 AM

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"Uh huh... 'single-handedly stopped the venemous tentacula and devil's snare from attacking in herbology,' Will?" he asked, a brow raised and not looking particularly amused. In truth, he knew that boys would be boys, but he never missed an opportunity to mess with a student's mind. Some habits died hard.

Will grinned and shrugged-- well, again, sort of shrugged within armor. He lifted his hands in a conciliatory gesture and then looked very obviously to Helena and back to Professor Erikson, his eyes plaintively indicating his thought: "Come on-- Cute girl could overhear... Cut a guy a break?" "Erm.... Well, you know. It was a long time ago... You remember... " Erikson was a Slytherin... surely he wouldn't rat him out. Right? Right?

Belongs In Slytherin · 09-29-2008, 02:06 AM

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"Interesting, I've never really been to Diagon alley, my mother never really takes me anywhere," Lauren began

Lauren thought about her summer. Not a whole lot was interesting.
"Well I -" Lauren began. Lauren was startled by the noise. Lauren raised her eyebrow at the suit of armour who sat down at the table.

"Oh, Diagon Alley is one of my favorite places. I usually go there a couple of times during the summer and it's always busiest when school is about to start." Mandy told Lauren.

Mandy started laughing at Lauren's expression to the suit of armor who recently entered the room. First the armors appearance, then Lauren's reaction. It was too much-she couldn't contain her giggles. "Now there's something you don't see everyday," she remarked.

LaFresita · 09-29-2008, 02:06 AM

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Sam smiled, "Thanks," and she sat down across her friend. She was glad to have found one of her friends. She looked around for Hailey but had nt seen her yet. Where is she? Sam thought, knowing her face had a worried look. I'm definitely gonna have to owl mom, or Hallie if I must. Sam looked at the boy Helena was talking to and recognized him as the house prefect Will, she never really met him but did know who he was. "Hi," she said, "I'm Sam."

Helena smiled as Sam sat down. No problem. I'm glad you found me. I never imagined Hogwarts to have this many people. She laughed and ate a spoonful of her Shepard's Pie. Not bad, she thought and ate another bite.

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Will grinned and shrugged-- well, again, sort of shrugged within armor. He lifted his hands in a conciliatory gesture and then looked very obviously to Helena and back to Professor Erikson, his eyes plaintively saying, "Come on-- Cute girl could overhear... Cut a guy a break?" "Erm.... Well, you know. It was a long time ago... You remember... " Erikson was a Slytherin... surely he wouldn't rat him out. Right? Right?

Helena looked from Will to Professor Erikson with plain interest and slight embarrassment on her face. She giggled at Will's words and quickly blushed being that she was in front of one of her teacher-to-be's.

Colley · 09-29-2008, 02:07 AM

Evolette slid back to the Slytherin table as soon as Cale was nowhere to be seen, she HAD to leave as soon as she agreed to make up with him, to keep him on his toes. ALWAYS leave them guessing. It was a rule.

She smiled at the boys sitting around her, as they had seen it all and knew what she was very clearly doing. Then, it was back to business with Hugo. Flinging her arms around him, she kissed his cheek, a sudden urge to protect him from all of the fangirls, this would not be the first time she had to pretend to be his girlfriend to make the scarier ones go away, but it didnt look as though he wanted her to do that.... yet anyway.

Zellanna · 09-29-2008, 02:07 AM

"You've been here a year," he drawled. After the fiasco at the staff table, he wasn't too terribly in the mood to deal with such falsities, particularly if it were in the way of his reputation. But he merely shook his head and decided to continue on. "I do recall a certain excited boy swinging on vines with reckless abandon, however." He smirked. "Perhaps you would like to talk about that, instead?" Ruin my reputation, and I will also talk about how you got stuck. Is that really necessary? I suppose I should ask Sapphire, some time. "Either way, pray tell me why you are wearing the armor?"

draco*malfoy*lover · 09-29-2008, 02:15 AM

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Helena smiled as Sam sat down. No problem. I'm glad you found me. I never imagined Hogwarts to have this many people. She laughed and ate a spoonful of her Shepard's Pie. Not bad, she thought and ate another bite.

Sam smiled at her friend, "Yeah, we get lots of kids." She giggled as she piled her plate with food. She hadn't eatin much on the train and she was starving. She eyed Will as she ate, why was he wearing that rediculus armor? she thought.

Cora · 09-29-2008, 02:18 AM

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Mandy looked up with surprise on her face. A . . . suit of armor just took a seat at the table. Mandy shook her head slowly. She wondered if anything would be normal at this school. It was then that Mandy noticed another girl enter the hall. The girl took a seat near her and Mandy looked away from Lauren for a moment. "Hello," Mandy said. "I'm Mandy". Being friendly was something that Mandy was trying to do this year.

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"Oh, Diagon Alley is one of my favorite places. I usually go there a couple of times during the summer and it's always busiest when school is about to start." Mandy told Lauren.

Mandy started laughing at Lauren's expression to the suit of armor who recently entered the room. First the armors appearance, then Lauren's reaction. It was too much-she couldn't contain her giggles. "Now there's something you don't see everyday," she remarked.

It took Lauren a moment to realised that Mandy was laughing.

"Yea," Lauren agreed, "It's a bit strange."

"I'm scared to know about what other strange things will happen this year," Lauren said glancing at the guy in the suit of armour.

Lauren would never want to dress in a suit of armour.

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