Originally Posted by Sherbetsnitch

Abigail giggled “How do you think your dinner was made? It wasn’t by hand.”

Originally Posted by ##Hermione&Draco##

Kyle Zander Blaise Eyes glistened with
grey despair.It was His first year here and Nobody Noticed him.
He said,"It happens all the Time."
He sighed.

Originally Posted by firenjen

Lucille tried to hide her reaction to this news. Her first reaction was to snort with laughter that anyone could even think of liking a boy. Her second reaction was to puke. But she quickly smoothed her face into a polite interested and puzzled canvas.
"Oh really?" she said. "Who? Its not a teacher is it? Coz that would be goss!"

Originally Posted by Ratel

"By tons and tons of chefs," Arrick said as-a-matter-of-factly, though now he didn't sound so certain. It *had* appeared out of nowhere, after all. Oh dear. What if it was all an illusion and he'd hadn't eaten anything at all?

Doggone it, he had just about forgotten about his misgivings over the food.

Originally Posted by Sherbetsnitch

Abigail finished eating her second slice of cheesecake before starting to explain the concept of house elf’s to Arrick. She doubted it was going to be an easy thing to do. She didn’t understand why he was hearing, at Hogwarts, when he didn’t seem to like the idea of magic.

“Well sort of, but there not chefs their house elf’s and cooking is only one part of their job. And just like you and me they have magic –although I think it’s a different tip of magic- and they use their magic to do their job. So all of this food was made using magic.” She really hoped that he didn’t freak out; she didn’t want to find someone and explain that he seemed to have a problem with magic.

Originally Posted by Sherbetsnitch

“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.

Originally Posted by Dawn of Destiny

Originally Posted by ##Hermione&Draco##

Kyle Zander Blaise Eyes glistened with
grey despair.It was His first year here and Nobody Noticed him.
He said,"It happens all the Time."
He sighed.

Originally Posted by Orchideae

Originally Posted by cedricdiggory

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.

Originally Posted by Leeness

He simply smiled at the suggestion of sending away for forgotten supplies. If only that was the most of his worries. No, no, he had much more zooming about in that little brain of his and it should be kept very private to those whom he was unsure of.

However, his blaming it on the pumpkin juice seemed to cause a bigger fuss than expected - he truly hadn't thought this through when he had used it as his excuse. "Oh.. no! I'm sure we don't need to tell the Professors anything. It's... probably just me... or..."

"WILLIE!" He practically screamed the boys name when he spoke up about Varius' stealing his juice. Thank Merlin he had made such a mistake (because let us face it, who WOULD want to be drinking from Willie Crockers cup?). "See," he tried to laugh the whole thing off and decrease suspicion from the seventh year, "It's all explained now! Willie was trying to get me loopy on something." He was joking of course and laughed to identify this, but he was now concerned with what problems he may face after slurpring on that Crocker concoction - irregular bowel movements, problems breathing, infinite hiccups! Probably all of the above. Oh Lord!

Originally Posted by Sophie_Melita

Sophie entered the great hall with a flourish. The forty-two year old woman was dressed in pink from the bows in her pig tails to her shiny shoes. She wore open pink robes over a short pink skirt, pink blouse, and pink coat. Even her knee-high socks were pink. Her finger nails were pink, too. Her hair was jet black with narrow strips of white betraying her advancing age where her personality did not.

Sophie Melita, former member of the Ministry-approved Hogwarts staff (potions mistress), former professor at Belle's School for Witches, former unspeakable, former preschool teacher, and most recently, former healer at the Center for Aged and Cursed Wizards, was carrying a HUGE basket of cookies that looked as if she would tip over from the weight of it if it hadn't been charmed to be light (though why she hadn't just charmed a smaller basket to have an unending bottom, one can only conjecture that she just like things big). Each cookie was graced with a pair of wings, which explained the flock of cookies fluttering over her head.

She beamed at everyone as the door shut behind her and then she started skipping (with her flock of cookies still encircling her head) down past the Hufflepuffs, tossing cookies toward the table which fluttered onto each plate. Once there, the wings disappeared and a seemingly plain chocolate chip cookie was all that was left. "Welcome to Hogwarts!" Sophie declared in her high pitched, talking to a baby, voice, over and over, as she went.

Originally Posted by Ratel

Unemployed napkins? As if. Who needed napkins when you had all the cloth you needed on your sleeves? Especially his slightly worn second-hand robes, they had nice big sleeves. Still, Arrick wasn't going to win this one, so he took the napkin grudgingly and started dabbing at the runaway gravy around his plate.

And he was just starting to settle down and believe he could stand all this oddity. JUST.

Arrick stared as the winged cookies flew everywhere. As one of the innocent little cookies zipped over to him, he reacted out of instinct. With an almost feral snarl, he grabbed the plate with a few remnants of mashed potato and gravy and swiped at the cookie, slamming it down on the poor enchanted thing with a loud THUD and CRUNCH. Little flecks of potato and gravy splattered the table, his arms, and his face.

He then proceeded to smash the cookie a few more times with the plate, as if trying to kill a particularly disgusting cockroach. WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM WHAM.

And for good measure: WHAM WHAM.

Originally Posted by Sherbetsnitch

“That I am. So where are you from? “That I am. So where are you from? You happy to be at Hogwarts?” Abigail was still a bit distracted by the winged cookie which she had no interest in eating.

Abigail watched as Arrick scrutinised the cookie as if it would attack him. She jumped in shock as he started to attack the cookie instead, before crumbling in laughter.

“Hahaha...that’s...hahaha...so...hahaha...funny... hahahahaha” she began to breathe deeply trying to get back into controlee.

She was a bit embarrassed as she was sure she’d snorted at least twice. “I think that’s the best thing you could have done to that cookie, who knows what could be in them. You might have ended up as pink as her!” Abigail nodded her head. “Oh and you can use the napkin on you face as well by the way.”

Originally Posted by cedricdiggory

"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.

Originally Posted by Sherbetsnitch

“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.

Originally Posted by Luna Laufghudd

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.

Originally Posted by Ratel

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?

Originally Posted by Sophie_Melita

Sophie entered the great hall with a flourish. The forty-two year old woman was dressed in pink from the bows in her pig tails to her shiny shoes. She wore open pink robes over a short pink skirt, pink blouse, and pink coat. Even her knee-high socks were pink. Her finger nails were pink, too. Her hair was jet black with narrow strips of white betraying her advancing age where her personality did not.

Sophie Melita, former member of the Ministry-approved Hogwarts staff (potions mistress), former professor at Belle's School for Witches, former unspeakable, former preschool teacher, and most recently, former healer at the Center for Aged and Cursed Wizards, was carrying a HUGE basket of cookies that looked as if she would tip over from the weight of it if it hadn't been charmed to be light (though why she hadn't just charmed a smaller basket to have an unending bottom, one can only conjecture that she just like things big). Each cookie was graced with a pair of wings, which explained the flock of cookies fluttering over her head.

She beamed at everyone as the door shut behind her and then she started skipping (with her flock of cookies still encircling her head) down past the Hufflepuffs, tossing cookies toward the table which fluttered onto each plate. Once there, the wings disappeared and a seemingly plain chocolate chip cookie was all that was left. "Welcome to Hogwarts!" Sophie declared in her high pitched, talking to a baby, voice, over and over, as she went.

Originally Posted by midget ♥

"BUt they're too tall." She hissed upwards, giving a tiny smile to a couple of people passing them. SHE needed a growth spurt. And she needed some confidence. To be able to talk, to the scary tall eleven year olds. WHY? Curses her apparant dwarfism.

Watching him introduce himself to the girl near them, she closed her eyes briefly, and began to fiddle nervously with her badge. Simple things, simple simple simple. And she couldnt manage it.

HOW was she going to graduate like this? HOW was she going to get through the year like this?


Giving a little breath, Tammy gained a tiddly bit of confidence and raised her hand as if to say hello and then smiled. Before taking another inhale, of about all of the air, the whole Hall needed to survive. But it gave her ableness to speak. "Tammy Wood." Another, light smile.

Originally Posted by Lockhartian

She smiled, and nodded, not knowing why she did the latter, though...perhaps his nodding was contagious...like laughter. Except, laughter wasn't the first thing that came to mind when you thought of Dominic.

Man, all the first years will be knowing Dominic by then end of the night. There was not a single one who hasn't been introduced to him. Awesome! He'll be the one they'll go in case of doubt. Ha ha.


*insert SCREAM here*

WHAT WAS SHE DOING IN HERE?! Kaika's eyes widened, all the memories from Belle's back...WITH THE COOKIES!!

EVIL COOKIES!

They were DOOMED! Everyone run away from the evil cookie woman!!!

RUN! RUN AWAY!

First, Kaika didn't like cookies, and second, she didn't trust HER cookies....

Yes, she was frightened. And she, almost immediately, left the table.

Originally Posted by Nicholas Flamel

Tavelon was just moving back towards his plate when a large glop of mashed potatoes flew his way. He looked at Arrick, a little perturbed, who was smashing a cookie with his plate, which was still laden with dinner. "You're supposed to eat them, I think." Arrick was a very interesting person... but Tavelon made a mental note not to sit to close to him at mealtimes.

Originally Posted by Orchideae

Dominic looked down the table a bit when the first year Arrick startled him about a question on werewolves. Again, questions that he should know the answer to (since he was here last term), but only vague answers...

"Um. I think, well it's nothing bad, but last term we had an assembly on werewolves because one of our Professors is a werewolf. And her cage wasn't latched properly or something. Anyway, she got out and the Headmaster heroically stepped in front of the students to save them, but unfortunately he was bit. So I think it has to do with that.... and I guess safety measures he worked out with the Minister of Magic to ensure we'd be safe with his return this year."

Originally Posted by Sophie_Melita

Sophie entered the great hall with a flourish. The forty-two year old woman was dressed in pink from the bows in her pig tails to her shiny shoes. She wore open pink robes over a short pink skirt, pink blouse, and pink coat. Even her knee-high socks were pink. Her finger nails were pink, too. Her hair was jet black with narrow strips of white betraying her advancing age where her personality did not.

Sophie Melita, former member of the Ministry-approved Hogwarts staff (potions mistress), former professor at Belle's School for Witches, former unspeakable, former preschool teacher, and most recently, former healer at the Center for Aged and Cursed Wizards, was carrying a HUGE basket of cookies that looked as if she would tip over from the weight of it if it hadn't been charmed to be light (though why she hadn't just charmed a smaller basket to have an unending bottom, one can only conjecture that she just like things big). Each cookie was graced with a pair of wings, which explained the flock of cookies fluttering over her head.

She beamed at everyone as the door shut behind her and then she started skipping (with her flock of cookies still encircling her head) down past the Hufflepuffs, tossing cookies toward the table which fluttered onto each plate. Once there, the wings disappeared and a seemingly plain chocolate chip cookie was all that was left. "Welcome to Hogwarts!" Sophie declared in her high pitched, talking to a baby, voice, over and over, as she went.

Originally Posted by Orchideae

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Have fun? Depends on what you make of it; at least that's what Dominic figured. So far his three years at Hogwarts hadn't been that terrible, which was different from what he expected. But why people asking him what Hufflepuff was like? Oh right, because neither Kaika nor Tammy seemed to be much in a talking mood. Nor was he, but someone needed to handle the new badgers.

"Hufflepuff ... It's great," Dom finally answered. "Yes, it's great. The people here are very friendly and hardworking. And I think, if you find the right niche, then you'll have a good time. Like for instance ... you trying out for quidditch?" He asked in curiosity, because quidditch was one of the ways he found to have fun.

Originally Posted by Mrs. Weasley

Originally Posted by Ratel

House ELVES? Arrick couldn't believe his ears. Was he supposed to believe a bunch of little people scurried around making food?

Well I suppose they need employment the other days of the year they ernt helping Santa make toys, he thought sarcastically. He was sure Abigail was pulling his leg on this one. Why ELVES? Why not people?

She might as well have told him there was a huge factory under the castle that threw ingredients together in a boiler and spat out food. He would believe that over house elves.

"Strathfoyle," he said grudgingly, remembering the dodgy old codger who showed up and turned his passibly normal life upside down. Oh, if he ever did learn all this 'magic', it would be to turn that codger into a toad.

Originally Posted by Bellanina

Carmela smiled " Oh yes, I'm very excited. As well as I, I was out shopping and I was so excited, it hard belive i'm really here" Carmela giggled. "What class are you most excited for?"

Originally Posted by Nicholas Flamel

Tavelon chuckled, and once the laughing ceased he continued "I'm from Surrey. Definitely happy to be here... but still a little... um... bemused, shall we say." he said, looking over at Arrick, sitting in triumph over the conquered cookie. "How about yourself? Are you enjoying it so far?"

Originally Posted by Orchideae

Originally Posted by Nabs

Was that... his brother running about the hall covered in... poo?

Garret shook his head and turned back to the table. Eyes on the food. Eyes on the food. What he didn't know, his mum didn't know... and in the end, it didn't hurt, right? Best to just ignore it.

He picked up his fork and started playing with the food on his plate. Man, if only he could obliviate his mum about the whole OWL thing, cos she had given him a lecture to blister his ears before he left London earlier that day.

Originally Posted by Faerilicious