She didn't have any? He was suddenly sad. "But I made it for her. I thought she wanted it." He was fooish to have thought that she would ever eat it. After all the effort he put into it. But at least Lawson liked it. "But that's okay, I'm happy that someone enjoyed it. Just keep telling her how good it is and she will regret passing it off." hehe.

"Thank you, Professor."

But now he was yelling at Cameron and Willie. He turned his attention back to Xander. "Reese is gone? I bet Brody is happy." Speaking of Brody.. He ought to go back to her soon.

Ryder was standing in the middle of the aisle, he was looking for Sarah, but couldn't seem to see her anywhere, somehow he had managed to lose her between the train and now, and was having a hard time relocating her.

On the other hand, while he was just standing there were loads of things running through his head. Like he was so glad to be back at Hogwarts, and how he hoped that this term would be a lot less uneventful, but afterall he could only hope. He was really looking forward to classes this year, he knew it was his OWL year, but he was excited. It just seemed bigger to him somehow. And maybe in a way it was.

He was also thinking of trying out for Quidditch this year, last year, he had been so distracted with everything that he wasn't able to. He'd been looking for Elle after all. So he had to make sure that he kept his eye peeled for the notice about tryouts.

He tried looking around for other people that he knew while he was waiting there, but just couldn't seem to see anyone, and he really didn't want to sit down when he didn't know anyone around him.

Willie lied there on the ground, his back covered in poo as well as his feet, his hair and probably every bit of his body was covered in poo. If his name weren't yelled right now, he would be enjoying this? Maybe? Possibly? Who knows, this boy's head was just out of this world.

He sat up and stared at Lawson, looking back at Cam and then biting his lower lip. They should just go ahead and give themselves up, right? Right?

Wrong.

Slowly, he stood up, pulling onto Cam's arm as if he were helping him up. He looked at the professor for a few moments, taking a few steps towards him and then...

"RUN CAM!" The boy hollered, grabbing onto him and DASHING towards the Ravenclaw Table. Lawson wasn't going to catch them now.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHHAHAHHAHAH.

What Willie didn't think was that Lawson knew where he slept.

"Nice to meet you, Arrick," Zach said. "Oh, trust me, they are. I've got two older siblings here. They're both in Gryffindor, though. And to think that I have to live with them, too!" He chuckled.

The chances of leaving Hogwarts with sanity and brains intact was looking pretty bleak. The Head Boy seemed sane enough, maybe even the house prefect, and perhaps even that sullen older boy who hadn't spoken at all. There was a jittery looking older boy who kept looking at the ceiling, then at the staff table--probably worried about the werewolf problem that Arrick had been thinking about earlier. The rest, though, Arrick firmly believed belonged in a nuthouse.

Yes, the odds did not look good.

"Sounds like fun."

Seriously? The boy was an IDIOT!!! Did he honestly think that running over to the Ravenclaw table which was right next to the Hufflepuff table that he was not going to get caught? Marcus, sighed deeply. Why was it always him that got stuck with these bizarre children. Flicking his wrist, he released his wand from its holster and stalked over to the Ravenclaw table. Oh he had not forgotten about the other one, he'll get back to him.

"Ahh... fun is a subjective term," Zach said. "From what my brother Zeke has told me, it's pretty much always like this around here. I'm not assuming I'll leave here being completely normal,"

Noticing that the Headmaster had gotten up to speak, Arrick diverted his attention to listen. The Headmaster looked even twitchier than before, if it were possible.

Well, it wasn't like he was expecting anything. Sounded just like the average politician on telly, trying to explain away something or other. It didn't make Arrick didn't feel any more at ease, even if werewolves WERE decent people half the time. What about the other half? The newspaper mentioned wolf's-somethingorother potion, but the first werewolf had gone balmy anyway, didn't she?

"He ernt said much at all, he didn't," he mumbled to himself.

"Some of us just loads balmier than others," Arrick finished for him dully.

Fia couldn't help but look at the Hufflepuff student and shake her head. "Honestly, I wonder about my House sometimes. I thought I was out on a limb but geez. These people are...weird.". Fia was a fine one to speak as she returned to Miles' question about his cousin.

"I'm afraid your cousin has sworn me to secrecy so, I cannot tell but, none the less he has silly notions of things.". Ivan always joked around how she and Miles just needed to kiss and get over with. Seriously, who kisses their bestfriend?

"Anyway, Ivan is not here so we should just keep to ourselves.". She wanted to talk more about the brooms and the Room of Requirement and Quidditch. Such lovely things to chat about and wonderful things to have fun with. "So did Ivan question why you wanted the brooms or did he grow a brain and figure it out on his own?". She couldn't help but smirk.

Miles looked up as Fia spoke and around until he spotted what she was talking about, "Well...seems to me if you're going to get yourself in trouble might as well make it fun and extravagent." He laughed and popped another piece of chocolate in his mough.

"Ivan...to secrecy..." Something didn't add up there. Since when was Ivan smart enough to remember to say words like that. Okay...well maybe Ivan was smart he just chose to play the ignorant fool all on his own most days. He turned his gaze toward the empty plate on the table in front of him with a frown as he tried to figure out what it was he could have possibly said.

"Keep to ourselves about what?" Fia was just getting odd now. They were by themselves...well mostly. There were people around sure but no one was paying them any mind. "Well if he figured it out he didn't care to take a guess. Though you know him, ignorance is bliss, and all that. He'd rather take his guesses and not actually ask just in case his guess is right." He smirked and turned toward Fia, "But that doesn't really matter because he got them anyway."

Fia was excited to the point she had to give a small clap for Miles coming through again. "So I get to teach you tricks on the broom," she snickered as she hid her sly smile behind her hand. "You will be the best Ravenclaw up there when playing Quidditch, you just better be nice to me if we get the chance to play against each other.". She didn't know if either of them would make the team but it would be interesting to watch.

"Ok" Tavelon said... though he wasn't fully reassured. "I don't read too much of the prophet... only once and a while."

Tavelon took the potatoes and put one on his plate. "Hi Zach" Tavelon said. "I'm Tavelon" he said, extending his hand. "I haven't a clue what their doing, either."

"Hi, Arrick." Tavelon said, extending his hand. "I wonder if this is going to be the standard of what Hogwarts is like." The Headmaster's speech was very indicative of the lots of unusual happenings around Hogwarts. Of course when unusual things happened a lot, they became usual.

Staring at his mashed potatoes as he pondered this he shook his head and proceeded to eat them. "Dot waf uh inchafin- Excuse me. That was a rather interesting speech the headmaster gave. Hogwarts seems to have a lot of troubles going on."

"And nobody's talkin' much." Arrick poured some uncontaminated gravy onto his potatoes and spooned some in his mouth, not caring that a bit of gravy splattered off the side of his plate and onto the table. "The newspaper said there'd been an accident involving a werewolf last term. Nobody here seems to give a rat's hind. It ernt right, it ernt."

Especially if some of their teachers were werewolves.

Tavelon carefully wiped his robes free of gravy, then proceeded, "Yeah, I heard about that. Werewolf could have used that gravy" Tavelon said with a grin.

"What do you think about all that, anyway?"

Dominic nodded briefly; for once and Kaika would later find out the reason, he had no reason to disagree with her on the sharing a common room with Ravenclaw. Sure he enjoyed it last term, but that was when he was on good speaking terms with the Captain. But now . . . things were different.



Dominic nodded when Kyrie introduced herself again. Oh good; there goes one promising first year. "Excellent. I look forward to seeing you in the common room then." But her last comment made him pause; be friends?! Sure Kyrie seemed like a lovely girl and all, but she was only a first year. They had just met. He wasn't even friends with everyone he'd known for three years!!

"Um. I think it's a bit soon to tell that. Us being friends, I mean." Dominic remarked politely.

And here was another one who like Kaika earlier, his expression did not match his words. Perhaps Dom ought to fix the two up. "Arrick. Pleasure." Or not, he decided, keeping a careful watch on this one.

Oh good! She wasn't mad at him; at least not enough to keep silent when he spoke to her. Though she still seemed to be slightly awkward, Dominic shrugged it off, as he blinked when she said his name.

First years? Scary? What? "Um... No, they're not scary, unless you mean in regards to their potential for what they seem capable of." He whispered back, slightly confused by her question.


Though apparently not all first years seemed to be up to no good. Noting a rather outgoing, yet polite one, introducing herself to him (and the others nearby), he smiled lightly back at her. "Hello Abigail. Nice to meet you and welcome. I'm Dominic Denton." Tammy could still introduce herself, right? Hopefully so.


And unlike Abigail, this girl Kay was loud and the complete opposite it seemed. Also forgetful too, since she'd already said her name. Nonetheless he just smiled at her lightly and nodded approvingly, before turning towards Miranda . . .


Who was busy excitedly showing Kaika her pictures, squealing over some racers. It was kind of cute, even Dominic couldn't deny it.

Just relaxing though? Honestly? If only his summer was just relaxing, but whatever, he didn't feel like going into it right now so he just let it go and nodded in agreement at Miranda.

Frowning when she snorted at his world domination idea, for a split second Dominic wondered if Miranda thought him bonkers. But then, she whispered back and he had to smile. "Of course," He gave her a knowing wink. She wasn't his partnerrr for nothing,

Even if it was to smile encouragingly at him when he was reciting about being a Hufflepuff to a first year. Something he had little clue about, but apparently it sounded good. It's just that ... he stopped because he had nothing else to really add, and the first year didn't really seem to mind. She got the hint. That was enough for him, anyway.

Nose wrinkling at the display of total grossness nearby, Jake listened in to whatever Lawson was talking about. His name was suddenly mentioned, something to do with swinging from the ceiling.

Painful memories.

Feeling unable to stay over here anyway, and a little worried that Lawson might feel the need to come back over, Jake wordlessly released himself from hugging Kaika and stepped away from the bench, heading for the Slytherin table, which looked clean enough.

Well, either way, staying here was real awkward.

Cedric chuckled as he noticed that Jake was been alerted when he patted him at the back. "Glad to hear that, Jake" He nodded, smiling at him then he continued. "Umm, mine? Err. Just on our manor, lonely, alone. But that's awful summer changed to a happy one when I spend a week at London." He stated. Then a flashback of some happy thoughts flashed on his mind.

Then Jake exclaimed and he wondered why, "Err. What what?" asked Cedric back. He's just a little confused by Jake and all.
"Congrats again for getting that Headboy part, Dom" He grinned at him. And he already knows that the new Headgirl was the drama queen of snakes, Evolette Mackenna. He really don't know Evolette yet and he hope to meet her soon. "Hmm, Evolette was the HeadGirl right? Very nice couple." He murmured under his breath. "You know what Dom, I don't really know Evolette yet but by the sound of her name, She seems classy, elegant but bossy and has a lot of dramas in life" He chuckled. He glanced around the hall, in hope of sighting some of his friends.


Cedric turned to the girl who talked to him. He don't know her although she looks familiar. Well she is very familiar, Indeed! cause they were both Hufflepuffs. And all Hufflepuffs knows each other. "Umm, What I'm talking about?" Cedric said curtly, glancing at the girl. "Err, I'm talking about Kaika being a seventh year" answered Cedric. He'll surely miss Kaika and Dom, they were now both seventh years and eventually, They'll have to leave Hogwarts.

Cedric chuckled, noticing that Kaika really want to change the subject. And it wouldn't be that easy at all. Well, He's going to answer Kaika's Quidditch Tryouts question. "Err. Of course" He nodded happily. That Quidditch thing is dragging his emotions from disappointment and sadness to happiness. "Please don't go, Kaika.. Please" He muttered, glancing at her wistfully. He knows that it isn't that impossible, Kaika can work at Hogwarts, maybe an assistant to Professor Vindictus.

“Hi Carmala, Oh I can’t wait to start classes! Are you glad to be in Hufflepuff?” Abigail was beginning to wonder if there was enough room in the first year girls dorm for all of them.



“Yes I must! It’s not difficult to pick up a napkin Arrick.” She knew she was being a bit fussy, but she really had a thing for cleanliness, and he was going to learn even if it took 7 years to teach him. ‘And he’s the only one who’s managed to carry of a conversation so far so I would quite like to stay friends with him.'

Abigail looked over at the strange boy with the buckets ‘Oh I hope that Hufflepuff boy’s don’t always go mad!’

Noticing the new Hufflepuff boy she turned to Arrick and whispered “See I told you there would be more boy’s!”

She turned back to the new boy and offered her hand “Hi I’m Abigail.”


“It’s nice to meet you Dominic. What’s Hufflepuff like then? Am I going to have fun?” The hat had suggested she start having fun and living her life ‘most likely away from the shop’ she thought. She was hoping she’d been placed in the right house for that.

Rhea pulled out her fliers again and looked them over. Seemed she had to keep quiet about her WHFTO for a bit longer, but she would be ready with them if that boy started up again. She sighed.

After a while she roamed the house tables with her eyes trying to find someone she knew, maybe an older friend. She loved her new first year friends but longed to see her older friends.

Sighing she took a sip of pumpkin juice.

With his hands tucked deeply in his pocket of his robes, Ari made his way over to the Hufflepuff table. Having spotted Rhea a while ago and thought he'd go over and say hello. If he managed a hello that is without annoying her like he usually did. Coming up behind her, he lean in over her shoulder. "Why the sigh?" he asked, his lips tipped up into a small smirk. "I know. Its because you missed me, right?"

Rhea's shoulder stiffened when the familiar voice of Aries sounded in her ears. She hadn't seen him since the middle of last term and was the last person she expected to see, then what he said registered in her mind. She put her pumpkin juice down and turned around to face him. Her Ariglare was now firmly in place.
"Still obnoxious I see." She said now smirking too.

He felt her body tense at the sound of his voice and couldn't help but smile more. Straightening as she turned to face him. "Always," Ari replied, with a soft chuckled. Raking his fingers through his shoulder length hair to move it from his face. "But that still doesn't answer my question on whether you missed me or not," he added, even though he was sure she'd say not.

Rhea's smirk turned to a frown as he continued to speak.

"I would miss walking on nails then speaking to you Aries Darkk," she replied coldly turning her back on him again.

He had certainly grown alot over the break. A smile threaten to curl on her lips but she held it at bay. His hair was looking nice too...no stop. She shook her head slightly. What was wrong with her.

After clearing her throat, she spoke again.
"I suppose you broke a few hearts over the summer," she said in a matter of fact tone of voice.

Good? Miranda didn't really know how people could like fish...blergh! Pausing for a moment, the fourth year squinted and raised an eyebrow at Emalyn, "What are we talking about?" she asked mysteriously.

"I'm glad to-" Miranda stopped. Had Ema just given her a strange answer? Not the 'it was okay' part, but what was up with the shifty eyes? "...hear your summer was good!" She smiled big, watching her friend curiously. Was she ok?

And then came the juice discussion. She must be thirsty.
"Yes...Cheers!" Miranda cheered, clanging her goblet loudly with Emalyn's. This was going to be a fun year!

"Hey, did you hear about all these werewolf chatter going around?"

Miranda wondered if anyone else had heard anything about the werevolwes, turning to the rest of the team whilts chewing on a asparagus.

Okay, there was something going on with Dominic and it was more than just being tired. He seemed awfully quiet, exept when poetry flowed from his mouth. Snort.
But, whatever it was, she hoped he would feel better tomorrow. A full belly and a good night's sleep would probably fix it.
Or maybe he hadn't eaten any lemon drops for some time. "Cheers!" she cloinked his goblet.

Miranda scoffed at Cedric's information about Kaika and Dom being seventh years...and the thought that they would have to... lea...leeeeaa...leavvvffff.... she was already biting her nails, looking at Cedric with cRaZy eyes! "Speaketh no more of thy neighbours!" Miranda blurted out, momentarily confused as to what she had actually said. Yeah, she had a little Shakespearean (sort of)) episode over the summer, talking only like they did in Rome and Juliet (sort of)). Go figure she had to leave the authors homeland to become interested in him.
"Sorry..." she mumbled, hoping she hadn't offended him or anything. "Cheers Cedric! To the best year of our...lives!" well, you know, she had three more years...but only one with Dominic and Kaika.

Deniaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal, DENIAL dEnIAL!

"It's real dodgy." Arrick had no idea what to think now that he had conflicting information about werewolves, but nothing that had been said made him feel any safer than before. Especially troubling was the carefree manner the older Gryffindor (Ravenclaw?) on the train had mentioned students getting hurt would be perfectly normal and an expected risk.

Arrick turned to eye the Head Boy Dom a bit more. Well, since he was here, he might as well ask, right? Set the record straight from a student who'd been around, no matter how biased or skewed the information turned out. Lies tended to cancel each other out.

"What's the Headmaster mean by werewolves and makin' the place extra safe? Did one go loose?"

Moreover, what are these werewolves like?

"It'll get dirty," Arrick protested, wiping the gravy and mashed potato from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and smearing it on the underside of a rolled-up sleeve. He liked his mess in one place, thank you very much. "An' it belongs t'someone else. They ernt like messes on their napkins, they ernt."