Aaron smiled at Iris and laughed. "Yeah, I am pureblood. But I live in a muggle neighborhood, so I've had a muggle childhood. I can FINALLY be exposed to magic at Hogwarts! And that's the only spell my parents taught me. They don't want me destroying the house, either," he laughed because he would screw up any simple charm.

He was so glad he got her attention. Grinning, he grabbed onto her hand and tugged her a bit more. "Yeth, yeth ye can. I'm 'ungry and at me table they ain't givin' me no food. Couldjda, ye know, gimme a plate wit' everythin' 'round ya?"

What?! His table wasn't giving him any food?! The horror! "Of course...uh, do'ya wanna sit up here?" she asked scooching over a bit to make room, "orrr, do you wanna stay under there?" She grabbed an extra plate and put some chicken, mashed potatoes, a roll, cauliflower, greenbeans, pudding, and some cake. "Uh....I hope this is okay..."

Iris looked at Grace and said, "yups, I live up near the Pennines, near muggles so magic is limited - but we have a whole part of the house that no muggle can get to." she smiled, "gosh, your both ahead of me, I can't even do that!" she laughed.

"well your mum and dad have no exuse now!" Iris laughed, "I reckon we'll all be fine with our charms you know, just gotta believe in ourselves!"

ooc: i'm going in a minute - night all!

Grace was a little relaxed at Aaron's reaction. "I went to a Muggle primary school too, though there were a few wizard families. My parents didnt tell me anything and I was very worried that I was hallucinating. Then they finally told me at the age of ten." She then thought for a while, frowning a little. "Why do they think we'd burn around? I wonder if they did with their first magic." she added, smiling.
Turning to Iris, she said "Dont worry, lighting is pretty simple. Just "lumos" and "nox".

Iris laughed, "that's probably why, and they got introuble for it! you'll have to owl them and ask Grace!" Iris said, taking a sip of juice.

"nice tio meet all of you. im Karma. and i dont think they are. but, then again, every one sees things differently. " i smiled. "hello to you to." it felt like breathing to be friendly with these people. it felt good.

Aaron laughed, "They could have. My dad works at the Ministry, Magical Catastrophes. It's kind of ironic because he is bad at Charms. So, I've known I'm magic my entire life, but I've lived a muggle lifestyle." Aaron loved meeting all these new people. They all have had muggle lifestyles, too. it's great!

Jake sat down at his house table and looked around, "a few new faces" he thought. Jake barely sits at his house table, he was always at the Ravenclaw table but decided to sit here this time. Jake took a few grapes in his hands and popped them in his mouth looking around again noticing his lack of Slytherin friends " maybe I am in the wrong house" he chuckled taking a few more grapes.

"So Karma where are you from?" Mystic asked.

He grinned wickedly as he crossed his feet and reached out to grab the plate she was giving him. "Nah, I'mma eat 'ere before Kathimerith theeth me. I'm ith favorite, dontcha know? 'Eth alwayth lookin out fer me. Alwayth thcared fer me."

"I'm Willie. Whatcha name?" He asked her, taking a large bite out of the chicken, causing the sauce to drip from his mouth.

Glancing back to his other side (Pietro had slid in and concealed the girl he'd sat down next to from view, but he still managed to catch her looking back at him), Raiden peeked around Pie's head at the girl. He'd never seen her before... Was she new? Or had he simply just failed to notice her? It seemed a more likely case lately. There were, after all, a lot of people in Hogwarts, and he was meeting new people every day... hopefully she was nicer than the people he'd just met a few moments ago, though. Smiling at her again, he leaned back to look around Pietro.

"Hi... Are you new? I've never seen you here before," he said, holding out one hand. "I'm Raiden, nice to meet you!"

And then Kiri was leaning on his shoulder and he had that allergic stomach lurch happening again. Well, they'd agreed to spend lots of time with each other to cure his allergies, because she'd said it would work, so... he patted her on the head softly and smiled.

"Poor sleepy Kiri... You shouldn't worry about me so much, it's probably why you're tired. Everyone gets motion-sick at least once, right? At least you were there when it happened." He chuckled. "If I'd been all alone on the train and feeling all icky, I would've been sad." He paused, then added, "But if you'd come over to the Gryffindor Table and gotten hurt, then I would have felt really bad. I don't think they wanted to hurt me, just Pie. And then Willie. And possibly Jude."

Oooh, she'd found another friend to talk to, that was nice. He smiled and poked the remains of food on his plate absently.

Hayley sipped her goblet of pumpkin juice as the boy explained that he was hiding from a teacher. "Nice to meet ya, Willie, I'm Hayley," she said with a grin. Out of all the strang people she'd met, including that pink-haired boy, this Willie fellow was definately the strangest. "So, uh, what house are you in? And why didn't you have any food at your table?" Hayley asked curiously. This was definately an interesting start to the term...

"S'not my fault that guy looked suspicious. He shouldn't have a crap ton of marking sticking outta his jacket as a student." Pietro nodded and stuck his nose up in the air while eating his chicken. "People here are strange. That professor seemed nice, though." Smiling, Pie looked over at the girl that he had plopped down next to. "Hi! My name's Pietro but you can call me Pie if you'd like." He extended his hand to the girl, which he had just cleaned off because his uncle always taught him that you should be clean when you introduce yourself to a lady. (ooc: NADIAAAAA)

Chewing on his food, he watched with interest as the girl introduced herself. Of course he'd watch with interest, because there was nothing else to do under this table. Swallowing, he grinned at her and then dove his spoon to take a huge scoop of the potatoes. "Dontcha thee me robeth?" He asked her, pointing at the Hufflepuff crest on it. "And it'th cauthe we Hufflepuffth 'ave got large thtomachth, we do." Willie laughed, shoving the spoon into his mouth.

Oh duh! The robes...she'd totally forgotten about that. "Uh, yes, I see that now."
Hufflepuffs had large stomachs, huh? Hayley didn't doubt it, with the way this boy was shoveling food into his mouth. It seemed like he hadn't eaten in days or something!
"So....is it fun under the table," She asked, not sure of what else she could possibly say...

Willie licked his spoon and shoved it into the potatoes again, his hand grabbing the drumstick, ripping the meat off of it. "Mmmm, dunno," he swallowed. "It'th lonely, I tellth ya, but I'm uthed ter it. Dya mind givin' me thome pumpkin juithe? I'm thirthty."

Aww! Who gets used to being lonely! That just wouldn't do Hayley's book...if he wasn't going to sit up on the bench, well, then she was just gonna get under that table and sit with the boy. She grabbed 2 goblets of pumpkin juice and slipped under the table. "There, now you don't have to be lonely," she said with a grin.

"Yeah, where ya from?" Aaron liked to know where people where from. "I'm from London, myself."

This boy... the one who was with Raiden throughout the entire ordeal but apparently didn't feel like saying a word, was as hyper and talkative as Jude normally was. This saddened him a bit, that Jude, for once in as many years as he could remember, didn't have the energy to share this boy's excitement about food... or not losing points, or anything. But, he did have to admit, the boy was right, at least this was better than losing points.

Jude nodded, "Yeh. No' losin' poin's is good... 'omewahk is 'ard... I've enough troubah earnin' poin's in da first place... Oi dun' wanna go an' 'afta earn back estras ta no' be nega'ive or anehthin'..." He said, completely absent-mindedly and still staring at the empty plate in front of him. He should eat, this he knew. But he just wanted to sleep more than anything.

"Noice ta meetcha Pietrah. Me name's Jude..." he said, "An' Oi'd stick me 'and out ta shake i'... 'cept they's dirteh, so... Oi'm no' gonna." he mumbled.
When Kiri squished in beside them, Jude barely even registered it. By now he was working on autopilot, and it took him a few moments to realize he'd been spoken to again. He just shook his head again at the pudding. "Neh... neh fankya..." he said, barely remembering to be polite.

Not only was his appetite gone, his hands were still icky and gross, So he kept them folded and clasped inside each other underneath the table. His short little chest leaned on the table, and his eyes were fixated on the plate once more. His hair was long and shaggy and so at this angle, his eyes weren't visible and hung low in front of his eyes.
Jude finally looked away from the plate. His eyes were wide and filled with confusion. "Whoy wouldya feel sorreh fer Gryffindo'??" he asked, a bit harsher than it was meant to. "Sorreh... bu'... wha'??? Oi'm confused... Those boys wa' bein' realleh... realleh, REALLEH mean ta us an' yer gonna go an' feel sorreh fer DEM!?" he asked, his right hand flying out from underneath the table to point across the food and expose his snotted-upon hand to the world, his index finger extended in a focused point on Gryffindor table.
Jude only then realized that he was sitting next to a complete stranger... and now he felt extremely stupid and gross, and immature and... just plain rude. "Oh meh jeez... Oi'm so sorreh, miss...." he stammered, slowly returning to his usual self with his classic nervous blush, and repeated himself a bit. "Oi dun' tink we've realleh me'... an' Oi 'ope ya dun' tink bad o' me fer bein' all.... blahhhh around ya. Bu' today jus'... isn' a very good day fer me...." he said, looking to her, feeling the blush deepen, and gazed around a bit for a near bathroom to go wash himself off in.

"Mah name's Jude... an' Oi'd shake yer 'and, toh... bu' dair dirteh... An' dat'd beh rude... So Oi won'..." he said, forcing himself into silence again before he spoke too much to a complete stranger, when he had 3 of his friends... and Pie, around him that he knew he could talk to. And they at least were his age, he had no idea how old this stranger girl was.
Jude looked up and over again as Hayley spoke to him. She was sweet, to offer him such hospitality when he was in such a state. But this was just something he couldn't... well, he didn't want to, accept at this point in time. He shook his head at the tissues, not wanting to expose his hand to the world again. Afterall, it was a GROSS hand. Actually, he had two of them. He had TWO very gross hands. Ew. That was worse than having ONE gross hand.

"Neh fankya..." he said to her as well, shaking his head and letting his shaggy hair flop about his head and face. "Oi'll jus' zhoom intah the firs' bat'room Oi see as soon as de feas' iss ovah. I' 'll be all good.... Oi sweah." he said, passing her the tiniest of smiles.

"Wha' 'appene' is tha' dair are some REALLEH meaneh-faced Gryffindo's ovah a' dat table..." he said, using his chin as more of an indicator to which direction he meant.
Jude nodded along with Kiri's explanation... most of it was correct, at least. "Oi didn' ge' inta no foight!" he said, defending himself. It was true, he had only tried to get Willie off of them. "Oi' dun' do nuthin' wrong. Jus' troyed ta make peace... An' den dair whole purkle oi thin' 'appened..." he said, remembering back to staring into his eyes. He had gotten so close to poking the one boy in the eye and he hadn't even realized it until now. That would have been bad, if he had actually poked that boy in the eye. Oh man, there would have been terrible things to pay.

"An'..." he mumbled, "An' Oi 'eard one of 'em say 'e was in de..." he looked around and whispered even quieter, "In de m-a-f-oi-a" he spelled it out, unwilling to say it again in case they somehow heard him and were mean to him again. He didn't think he could take much more of that.
Jude heard Hayley inquire as to the looks of these two meanie-faced boys. He was feeling much better now, even talking about the traumatic experience he'd just endured. It was better than being silent, that was for sure. And just the fact that these people actually like him, even if those horrible Gryffindors didn't, made it a whole lot better. He was even starting to get his appetite back.

Unfortunately, as pertaining to Hayley's question went, he didn't get a very good look of them besides the purple eyes. But he saw the coat, too. That coat. It just had evil written all ove rit. "Ttt-tt-t-t-t-trenchchchch," he stopped and just shook his head. "Neh. Long black coa'. Muggoh' styled. Loike a detective." He said. "An' dey were tall, too... both of 'em... wit dos purkle ois..." he said again... shaking his head and shuddering at the thought of the mafia-men.

Lyra was beginning to get bored, she drank her, what seemed like a hunderd goblet of pumpkin juice and grabbed her wand and examined it. She wondered what great things she could do with it so she grabbed her bag again and opened her Charms book,and found a spell to levitate things, curious as she was ,she made the movement with her wand but didn't say it out loud. She looked around her, people where talking and laughing and, hoping that it was alright to try a spell she raised her wand at her empty goblet and whispered "wingardium leviosa" Nothing happened, feeling a little frustrated she tried again "wingardium leviosa" she said and moved her wand, this time the goblet did raise up but she was so surprised by this that she lost control and the goblet fell with a 'clang' on to the table and broke ..."oh no , oh no" she murmured "no , i dont know how to mend things" she glanced around once more hoping no one had seen nor hear it and quickly shoved the broken goblet in her bag.

Hayley raised her eyebrow as Jude declined her tissues...she sat them by his plate anyway...just in case he changed his mind. She had plenty more in her trunk.

Her jaw dropped as Jude spoke about these two other boys...MAFIA! OH MY FLARB! Mafia...at the SCHOOL?! ... oh dear....oooh dear...

Kiri fell silent as Jude began explaining to the girl, Hayley. She had trouble understanding him even when he wasn't upset, but now she really had to concentrate to get what he was talking about. She nodded at what she judged to be appropriate times. It really was a good thing that they hadn't gotten into a fight after all, that the professors had been there. Whatever this mafia was, the fearful way in which Jude spoke of it didn't really made Kiri want to find out.

He went on and on. Kiri refilled her goblet, still leaning against Raiden. This was enough excitement for one day.
When he patted her on the head, a happy shudder went through her. "I just wanted to make sure you weren't going to get hurt," she mumbled into her goblet. "They looked mean enough to just hit everyone." Another thought occurred to her, even more frightening. "And what if they'd pulled wands at you?" The thought of Raiden being hexed... She dug her fingers into his robes heavily. (And where those the robes they'd bought together in Diagon Alley?)

Dru shook her head as she twirled some spagetti around on her fork and ate it. She made sure she had fully chewed her mouthful, as she had been taught, before following up on her head shake.

"No, it's just me and him," she said, not really caring to elaborate too much more. Dru noticed Corwyn looking at the hourglasses. "What are they?" she asked, indicating towards the hourglasses. "And why are they all different?"

"Hmm?" She asked as she looked up from a table full of dessert. NOW she was excited...sweet stuff! "What do you mean?" Leticia asked as she filled a small bowl with chocolate pudding and then got a slice of strawberry and vanilla cake and a cherry tart. "Here." Lettie slid a small plate with some sweet foods on it towards Ott. "Dessert is good for you, eat up." She already had a chocolate filled spoon in her mouth.

"Why do you not enjoy the library? Too quiet?" Some people just hated places being too silent, which was alright as far as Lettie was concerned, she never had a moment's peace.
Ornlu's head popped into view again from under the table and he accepted a small treat from his girl.