"I don't know, but it'd better be soon, or I'll fall asleep at the table." she giggled, as her eyelids got a teensy bit heavier.

"Haha, me too," said Bella as her eyes got droopy.

"Do you know any older kids that can show us the way?" Keeley asked Bella, knowing she couldn't stay much longer.

"Sorry but I don't know anyone, and I don't think we're allowed yet," said Bella in a sleepy tone.

"I like being outside. I like the way the sun feels." Cela answered lightly.

"You have to be careful when you are explaining things to V," Cela began, "Because he might decide its a good idea to kiss you."

She picked up a spoon and made two eyes and a mouth on Cope's potatoes, turning it into a smiley face.

As she arrived at the Ravenclaw table, Daphne Hopton's first instinct was to squeeze herself between Copernicus Kettleburn and Celandine Toussaint. However, she was pretty sure that neither of them would appreciate it.

Not that she was entirely too worried about what Kettleburn would appreciate or not. It was more about whether Celly would pout at her or not that worried her.

Whining at the lack of seats (or more like, the lack of seats she found attractive), Daphne dropped down in an empty seat between two little first years, but within talking distance of Cope, Cela, Plymouth and...and...whoever else was in the table. Lots of people whose faces looked familiar but names didn't...

Oh! Willow Kovac! Who else? HMM.

"Oh, wow," exclaimed Daphne with raised brows. "Kettleburn, if you did that for me I might have to kiss your feet or something equally humiliating. Possibly call you by a nickname."

Then, turning to beam at her beeestie, Daphne said in a sing song voice. "Helloooo Celan DINE."

"Oh, ok. I guess we'll have to tough it out." she said, with a hint of a giggle.

"when did you find out you were a witch?" Bella asked Keeley.

Just after Daphne left the Gryffindor table, LouAnn said goodbye to a few of her new friends, then made her way over to the Ravenclaw table, as well. As she walked, she thought about how she compared to some of the other girls her age. For the most part, LouAnn was just a simple, ordinary fifteen-year-old girl. She knew there was nothing extraordinarily special about her. She guessed that was because she spent too much time relocating to new countries and not enough time being a typical teenager. Now that she was a little older, though, she was starting to realize that time was flying by, and she'd only be a teenager for so many more years. She really wanted to make this time in her life as memorable as it could be.

So when Daphne had asked her to join the group at the Ravenclaw table, LouAnn had been more than happy to agree to go. Daphne and Cela were her age, and they seemed to know everybody. Maybe if LouAnn stayed around long enough, she could learn a thing or two from some of the other girls. She knew Daphne and Cela, of course, then there was that boy she'd briefly met in the streets of Diagon Alley---the one with the scientist's name. What was it? Ahh, yes. Copernicus. "Hey, Cela and Copernicus," she said, not sure if either would actually remember her. Her eyes flickered to a few other people, all people she didn't know at all. Well, no time like the present to make more friends, hmm?

"Yes, I am very happy! But I still think Nate is disappointing that I was not chosen for Gryffindor." Sammi smile faded a little. She wished she could have been with Nate, but she loved Ravenclaw, mainly since her mum was a Ravenclaw.
"Sammi's Delivery Service is here for you!" She slid Mariel a package under the table. Assuming her friends would harass her about the package, she decided to save Mariel a little sanity in the busy dining hall. Her friends could harass her later.
Sammi grinned at Mariel and gave a little wink. Before turning to leave, she made sure the note was still on top of the package.

"I found out a couple of weeks ago, when an old wizard had come to my orphanage and told me I was a witch." she said, thinking happilly about her first days as a witch and in Diagon Alley.

Cam felt... so ALIIIIVVEEEE. LIKE WHY DIDN'T HE DO THIS EARLIER??? He immediately grabbed some random person's shoulders to hoist him up the table and BAAAAMMMMM. He ran full speed--AWAY FROM THAT PSYCHOTIC PROFESSORRR.

CRASH! KICK! CRASH!

He started kicking the plates and food while running across, spilling some mooncalf poo on people's food and heads and faces--AND WHATEVAHHHH, this felt so GOOOD. "HEEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEE" he started laughing maniacally and kicked some more, dropping the mooncalf poo wherever because it FELT AWESOME.

"YOU JUST BAAACCKK OFFFFFFF PROFESAAAHH!" You BACK OFF NAOOO! And he skipped now, stomping on the foods and grinning back at Willie and oooh... Lawson. "WEEEEEEEEE!" Willie Crocker just... unleashed him, ya know???

"wow your story sounds cool, my mom just told me when I started making tea cups explode when I was angrey," Bella said with a small frown. "tell me more about how you felt, but you don't have to say it aloud, I can hear you just fine in your mind," said Bella now with a smile.

Willie JUMPED over the seats and onto the table after Cam, seeing him doing this dance of his on the table. CRASSHHHH, CLIIIIIINKKK, BAAAAMWillie grinned manically. HAHAHAHAHAHHA. He grabbed onto Cam's arm tightly, his bare feet that was covered in poo touching some of the food on the table. "COME ON CAM LET'S GOO!" He hollered at the boy, pulling him towards another table.

Keeley grinned, and started thinking her story- but then a boy jumped onto the table, kicking dishes everywhere, and yelling loudly. She was really confused.

Seeing Willie jump up on the table, Tibi's blood immediately turned to ice. Dropping his turkey leg and giving Cela and Cope a terrified look, he dove under the table, hyperventilating. Willie wasn't here for him, but what if he saw him!

Tibi curled up in a ball under the table and waited for the terror to pass.

"I'm pretty sure he and I won't have that problem. Do I have to defend your honor, or are you all settled in that respect?" Cope laughed before smashing the face into his spoon and eating it in one huge sticky bite.

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As she arrived at the Ravenclaw table, Daphne Hopton's first instinct was to squeeze herself between Copernicus Kettleburn and Celandine Toussaint. However, she was pretty sure that neither of them would appreciate it.

Not that she was entirely too worried about what Kettleburn would appreciate or not. It was more about whether Celly would pout at her or not that worried her.

Whining at the lack of seats (or more like, the lack of seats she found attractive), Daphne dropped down in an empty seat between two little first years, but within talking distance of Cope, Cela, Plymouth and...and...whoever else was in the table. Lots of people whose faces looked familiar but names didn't...

Oh! Willow Kovac! Who else? HMM.



"Oh, wow," exclaimed Daphne with raised brows. "Kettleburn, if you did that for me I might have to kiss your feet or something equally humiliating. Possibly call you by a nickname."

Then, turning to beam at her beeestie, Daphne said in a sing song voice. "Helloooo Celan DINE."

"Cela won't let you kiss any bit of me, not even my feet. She's extremely bossy and possessive, you know?" Copernicus scooted down a bit, dragging Cela with him so that Daphne could squeeze in on Cela's other side. "But that Tipps is on his way into a world of..."

What in Merlin's name...?

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Cam felt... so ALIIIIVVEEEE. LIKE WHY DIDN'T HE DO THIS EARLIER??? He immediately grabbed some random person's shoulders to hoist him up the table and BAAAAMMMMM. He ran full speed--AWAY FROM THAT PSYCHOTIC PROFESSORRR.

CRASH! KICK! CRASH!

He started kicking the plates and food while running across, spilling some mooncalf poo on people's food and heads and faces--AND WHATEVAHHHH, this felt so GOOOD. "HEEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEE" he started laughing maniacally and kicked some more, dropping the mooncalf poo wherever because it FELT AWESOME.

"YOU JUST BAAACCKK OFFFFFFF PROFESAAAHH!" You BACK OFF NAOOO! And he skipped now, stomping on the foods and grinning back at Willie and oooh... Lawson. "WEEEEEEEEE!" Willie Crocker just... unleashed him, ya know???

"Hey!" Copernicus rose, drawing his wand on the two boys that were leaping around... with poo? GROSS.

"I SAID HEY!"

Copernicus cleared his throat and fixed the boys with his MOST menacing look. "Take your poo and get out of here. We don't do that at the dinner table, and you're liable to get the girls dirty."

"What is he doing!" cried Bella. "well, umm, so continue.."

Keeley saw a boy that she didn't recognize drop under the table, with a mortified expression. Almost instinctively, she dropped down too, and whispered "What's wrong?"

OMG. OMG OMG OMG OMG.

OMGOMGOMGOMG!

Holding her breath, Daphne Hopton closed her eyes, shut her mouth tight, and placed her hands over her head. She just didn't have enough hands to protect all of her hair. Just. Not. Enough.

A fat, steaming, pile of poo fell on the table, to the right of her shoulder. Glaring at it, Daphne pinched her nose.

"William Isaac Crocker!" shouted the blond as the one boy she recognized showed up. "You get your scrawny posterior back here, right now! Bring your hooligan of a friend too! Come back and get your pile of animal feces! You dirty dirty little boy!"

PANT. PANT. PANT.

"Kettleburn," said Daphne nasally, still pinching her nose. "Do something."

"Daph!" Celandine beamed at her friend and then waved when LouAnn arrived too. Oh she knew Cope? Neat! "Hi LouAnn! Sit down and join us." Gryffindors were usually pretty well behaved after all and they wouldn't like... cramp Ravvie style.

"Daphne your hair looks so pretty!" Cela pointed at her own head for emphasis. Like... pretty like hers. Yes?

"Well, he's only little so as long as he doesn't do it again..." Celandine beamed at Copernicus and scooted happily.



Celandine STARED.

She immediately shielded herself but the food in front of her wasn't so lucky.

And for the first time, she was MAD.

!

"CAMERON KARSTEN AND WILLIE CROCKER YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW AND CLEAN THIS MESS UP!"

Cela let out a little noise when she saw Tibi dive under the table and found herself torn between chasing after Willie and Cam or popping under the table to see if Tibi was okay. She shot a look after the two third years and dropped under the table.

"Tibi? Tibi are you okay?" She looked at the little boy in concern and ignored the mooncalf poo dripping off the table.

Nodding her head, Livvy smiled cheerfully and gave him a thumbs-up with her right hand. "All understood Perni. You can deal with Tipps for all I care. That kid is getting on my nerves," she said, furrowing her eyebrows as she went back to a few weeks ago in her mind. Uuuuggh. Livvy chuckled and shrugged slightly. "I'm sure there are exceptions, sometimes."

AAAHHHHH!!!!! WAR!

Livvy yelped, as she heard a commotion and watched as she saw two boys running around on the dinner table, throwing poo around. Oh geez. She knew these two boys. And she knew where the poo came from. Rolling her eyes and balling up her fists, Livvy looked over at Cela and Copernicus. "I'll handle Cam," she said, sighing as she stood up.

"CAMERON KARSTEN! Get your butt down from the table, this instant and stop fooling around!" Livvy shouted at the thirteen-year-old, placing her hands on her hips as she stared up at him with a stern look. She should've taken the poo away from him when she had the chance. Now there was poo all over the Ravenclaw Table. Ick. What a mess.

She glanced over at Cela who seemed reeallly angry, which was rather rare. Livvy had the urge to pull that boy down by the ear, but she wouldn't.

Mindful of the ruckus around him, Greg slowly ate some of the food presented, quite pleased. He was afraid the food would be less than edible, but he found it was some of the finest food he had ever tasted, and the variety was nearly overwhelming. While he doubted the castle would have this much served every night, some of his fears were eased.

Taking a sip of pumpkin juice, Greg hurriedly glanced around the table, attempting to take everyone in in a bit more detail. He was trying to analyze who to befriend and who to avoid, trusting in his gut instincts to give him reliable reads on who these people around him truly were. He had yet to encounter a situation where he was wrong about someone he knew, and he doubted that trend would begin tonight.

Returning to the plate of food before him, Greg began eating again, but remained mindful of his surroundings. He was a bit shy, and he feared rejection should he put himself out there in an attempt to make friends without having a sufficient read on the person. Because of it, he remained out of any conversation for now, content with observing and taking everything in.

Tibi was crying when Cela popped under the table to check on him. Sniffling and wiping his eyes, he looked up at her. "I... I can't tell you what's wrong, or he'll hurt me again."

Tibi suddenly realized what he'd said, and his lip began to tremble. "I didn't tell you that! I didn't tell you that!"

He was in for it now.

Celandine gaped and then she wrapped her arms around Tibi in a hug. "It was you? Who vomited on Willie's shoes? He hurt you? Willie? Oooooh I'm SO MAD!"

She was soooooo gonnna get that Willie Crocker AND Cameron Karsten. SHE WOULD OWL JUNI AND GET HER TO TAKE THE LEMURS OFF THAT SLYTHERIN AND SHE WOULD GET GARRET TO HELP HER STRING WILLIE UP FROM A TREE AND TAUNT HIM WITH CANDY THAT THEY'D NEVER LET HIM HAVE!

"I'll take care of you! I will!"