"It's a little more than that I'm sure you'd be happy to know, and that's why I'll tell you. I was, which will come as a shock I realize, deeply nervous about being seperated from my cousin. We have been like Rosencrantz and Guildenstern only intelligent and so I feel like a limb has been removed now that he's been conscripted elsewhere." Chaucer craned his neck to see if he could spot Kellen anywhere, but it was a futile effort. There were simply far too many students. Actually, there were far to many female students if their hair was any indication. "We both were fairly certain of our admittance into Slytherin and I in particular was quite excited. It's only a little stumble on the path to great glory, yes?" He decided a little ego boost was in order to keep indulging in self-pity.

He loves herbology? Chaucer craned his neck to hear better and was rewarded with "gardening magical plants" and a grand finale of "blue roses". No... surely I have not found the chosen one amongst mortals! Well maybe that's an exaggeration, but BLUE ROSES? The idea of possessing a green thumb with such an ability astounded him. Those were the flowers he coveted more than any other, though he always made-do with blue hydrangea. Pondering the implications of being acquainted with someone who literally owned a gardenful of blue roses caused Chaucer to lean ever forward.
"Really? Not violet, but blue? You plant them? And you love herbology? My mother is the one who wrote the third-year textbooks: 'Puffapods - the Serious Traits Behind the Silly Name'" His voice became a slightly higher pitch and his language steadily appeared more boyish.
"You know I want to do some studies on how muggles interpret 'magical plants' and compare them to wizard classifications. Is there truth behind the origins of a mandrake root, or or or are things like Asphodel really connected with the dead? This and that, you know!" It was after this Chaucer realized that his left hand had been soaking in gravy during the whole conversation. Oh dear He thought glumly.

When he said that he got paid she looked a little stricken, he had her fooled.....until he started giggling. She was so cute teasing him. "Yup I'm a bad guy Nattie , you may not want to hang around me." Art returned the laugh.

When Natasha hugged him Art's face immediately glowed , he had a very happy smile on his face.Awwww! My first Nattie hug! Yes. Eek hug her, hug her. Art leaned over and hugged her back happily. "That is for being awesome, sweet, and cute." he smiled.

He smiled again and winked,"Can't wait for class."

"I'm glad Nattie." he said warmly.

"I said that it was a simple answer." Art chuckled. "I would love if someone would come up with a better one." he noted with a smile.

Art laughed as Chaucer smiled and started to laugh. "I said that I had an answer, I never said that it was a great one. I just had an answer." Art laughed.

"Thank you Chaucer, I can actually solve a rubix cube behind my back. They can be amusing." Art beamed. "I could be a Ravenclaw, I didn't want to be though. The hat was debating for a decent bit which house to put me in."Art mused.

"I wanted Slytherin, because I like it. My familiar is also more suited to this house." Art winked. "Besides, book smarts aren't always the best kind of smarts. Your wit is what count here and that you have yes? Yes. So you fit well here Chaucer." Art smiled.

Caden had been watching the sorting with a vauge interest when the person next to him spoke. he turned to face the the girl next to him and smiled slightly. " Pleasent enough. Glad to be back. " She looked familar but he couldn't remember ever talking to her. " How was your trip?" he asked politely.

Tobias shrugged, trying not to grin. “When I was younger I would dye them, and I was little enough that my aunt pretended not to notice.” He grinned at the memory of Aunt Mabel pretending to ignore the bottle of blue ink clutched in Tobias’s tiny fist and the blue tint of the roses’s water. “But as I got older she wouldn’t let me get away with it, so I spent a winter experimenting until I created a potion that both fertilized the roses and turns them pure blue.” He grimaced, remembering something. “It makes yellow roses turn green though. Not a good look. And it kills other flowers, so I have to make sure it doesn’t get into my regular garden.”

Suddenly hungry again, he finished a drumstick, then moved on to a delicious buttered roll. All this was drowned with a cup of pumpkin juice. Yum, yum, and more yum.

Nathalie returned his smile politely. What on earth was the boy's name...? "So-so. I spent most of it reassuring my sister she would be sorted into Slytherin." She turned towards him slightly in order to offer her hand. "I'm Nathalie Desjardins, by the way. I'm not sure we've actually spoken..."

"Me, tell you about Hogwarts? Well what do you want to know?" Marie really wasn't sure where to start, there was so much to tell so she thought she would just see what exactly it was they wanted to know about first.
"Hi Violet, nice to meet you."
Just then Marie heard what almost sounded like a sneeze, a really LOUD sneeze. "What in the name of Merlin was that?" she asked as she looked up at the staff table and seen one of the professors standing on a chair. "What, shut our pie holes, is that guy serious?" Still watching the staff table the professor got off the chair just in time for the headmaster to give his speech. Listening carefully Marie couldn't believe when it was over. "What, that's it? No words of encouragement for a good year? He didn't even tell us who all the new staff members are." 'Oh well, now we can finally eat' she thought as the food finally appeared on the tables. 'Wait, what does he mean he sincerely doubts anyone will die this year?' Trying not to think about that comment Marie started putting food on her plate.
Looking over at Evan she noticed that he wasn't eating yet. "Come on Even, have some food, you don't want to waste away to nothing do you?"
"Hey Lavi, the speech is finally over, now we can finally eat real food instead of chocolate." Marie hoped Lavi didn't get mad when she told him they could eat real food now but if he was as hungry as she was he would dig right in.

A good while into the feast, Helena picked her head up off the table with a small smile and spooned the usual dollop of mashed potatoes onto her plate, but she was in no mood to eat. Not only was she missing Chris, but him not being there was making her lonely and then wishing Blake would talk to her, but then also realizing that Blake was flirting with the usual gang of girls and it was making Lena completely jealous even though she shouldn't be because she had a boyfriend!! Ugh. It's a wonder her head didn't explode right then. She pushed her potatoes around her plate without emotion, watching the patterns form on the golden dish without prior planning.

"Yep, awful really." She giggled.

Her face was glowing too, and she almost had the urge to hug him again, but refrained from doing so. That was when he hugged her, too! He called her awesome and sweet! And cute.

"Me neither," she wondered if he was flirting with her. And if he was, she wondered if he was always like that. Because he did seem to be, well, always like that. The matter didn't take up her thoughts for long, she was having too much fun.

" I remember my first year my brothers terrorized me to the point my sorting was almost a traumatic event." He laughed as he shook her hand in introduction " Caden Grey." he said with a smile.

"I completely understand your wanting to be with your cousin. I wouldn't know what to do if I were separated from my brother, though he probably would have loved it. But then what good is a team if they are the same? Sure a pair of shoes is useful, but not altogether wonderful. Easily forgotten except on the rare occasion. But all of the great duos of the past have been two very different people. Think of it as a chance to grow as individuals to make your pair better." Severia often pretended she was a famous motivational speaker. "The sorting hat had an awfully hard time with me as well. In the end, I believe it was only my heritage that finally landed me in Slytherin."

Art had a strange ability to boost Chaucer's confidence while making him feel inferior. Behind his back? He hadn't really expected Art to be adept at the cube as well, but there you have it. Chaucer eyed him carefully; he never met a Renaissance man, but he supposed that Art fulfilled the all necessary criteria.
Nontheless, he returned the smile. He had acknowledged his wit and that was something he still had on his side.



Chaucer almost felt the instinct to get up and clap, but decided quickly that it may have been taken as sarcasm. Instead he did the only other thing he could think of to signal that ideas were reaching him: he stroked his chin and stared off into space. His lips formed a sort of pout as he contemplated, making him look more like a child trying to imitate a philosopher. "Absence does make the heart grow fonder, they say. Perhaps I will grow better apart from him." I am hounding him for his class schedule as soon as I am able.




Well that made sense; it wasn't a miracle potion afterall - it had some faults as a herbicide - but still, it did what it was supposed to and that was quite impressive in itself. The site of the boy biting into a drumstick simultaneously prevented his desire to further question him and reminded him of his empty belly. Chaucer was secretly relieved the food was simple fair as he didn't care for a lot of the 'fancier' foods his previous academy provided. It was the feel he got from a basic roast that made it more desireable and reminded him of the time when Nanny Slagh cooked old country recipes all those years ago.
Still, finger foods did not leave a good impression of nobility and besides that, he had already done well by sticking his hand in some blanche gravy. Honestly, I'm practically a twittering school girl when someone mentions herbs. He sighed as he pulled his gloves off revealing long thin fingers, paler than his face by two shades. From a distance, one might think he still had on his gloves.

"Caden. Nice to finally be formally introduced," Nathalie said with a smile. "Oh dear," she commented as he reminisced about his own sorting. "All I had to worry about was my father's threat to disown me if I didn't get put in Slytherin! Actually the Hat thought about putting me in Ravenclaw, but fortunately it changed its mind." She picked up her goblet and took a sip of pumpkin juice. "How many brothers do you have?" she asked, making conversation. "I have four sisters, all younger than me. Anneliese is in Fifth year, Sylvie in Fourth and Laurelle in Third. And Sara, of course," she added with a smile. Sara was by far her favourite sister.

Now that Destiny was done eating, for fear of choking again, she could finally look around the Great Hall. When her eyes landed on the Hufflepuff table, she expected to find Kay and Rex snogging, but instead she spotted Lawsguini sitting there, like a student, eating. Why sit with the Huffies when he could sit with the Slytherins? If only she could hear what he was talking about, she might be able to know what class he is teaching this term. Doesn't anyone know!? It was a mystery..

Lawsguini. Ha! That name might even be funnier than Marcus. 'I kinda figured it wassszzz a name.' You know, it was one of them questions that you didn't want an answer too..yeah, that. Why would Evelyn want to know Professor Morgan's first name? Maybe she wanted to owl her something..or something. Ooo, but Destiny did know it! She heard Lawson call her it when she was a sanctuary aide! 'It's Ellyanna? No..' How did you pronounce that name? 'Maybe Allienne? Nope.. Ohhh! Iliana!' Duuuh. 'What are you going to do with that?'

Dillon was vaguely aware of the conversations going on around him, but to say he cared was another matter entirely. His hazel eyes swept across the Great Hall, his sister, never one to let someone else's shine outshine hers had done the Great Hall justice. It was marvelous place and Diggy was keen on knowing how they kept the candles suspended. He could see all the places he could go if he could achieve that. A sneaky little smile played at the corners of his mouth. Him and JoJo would have a blat in this castle.

Daniel squeezed Raven's shoulders lightly and winked at her.
See you in a few." he said and then stood up and walked across towards the Gryffindor House Table. He sat where he left before. he then turned around and looked at Raven. It looks like everything is fine.

" I'm the youngest, an older sister Alana she works with creatures in the states. Then my brothers Jacob and Cash both graduated two years ago.

Evelyn snickered, glancing up at Destiny for a moment before continuing to finish her plate of food. Of course she knew Destiny knew what she was talking about. She just wanted to bug her..."I wanted to know because there is no way I'm calling her Lawson." she whispered, glancing over at Lawsguini for a moment. He did say that he had really good hearing at the courtyard in Diagon Alley. Or maybe he just said he was an Auror, and that pretty much meant good hearing. "One Lawson is bad enough, but two? I'm guessing her last name would have been changed to Lawson right? Since Lawsguini never corrected us when we called him that in Diagon Alley..." She would sooo rather have two Morgans than two Lawsons.

"So I figured I'd call her something else, and all I could come up with was the first name which you said was...Ellianna? What?" Finishing her spaghetti and salad, she took a sip of water and just sat, already feeling full and wanting to go to the dorms. If only to get away from Rex that is...and a few other people she spotted. Where was Josh???!!!

Nathalie nodded. "If my father were here, he'd point out very loudly how lucky your father is to have sons. I'm afraid he rather resents the five of us." She sighed quietly. "I don't particularly want the status, but I do wish that if he must introduce me to people as his heir, he wouldn't do it in such a resigned tone of voice." She shrugged. "Oh well. And what are your brothers doing now they've left school?"

Raven sighed slightly after Daniel left the table and headed back over to the Gryffindor table, it really was a shame that he wasn't a Slytherin then there wouldn't be a problem here; she rested her head down on her hands until she realized she had a small notebook in her pocket, she took it out and grabbed the pen from the top of the book then opened it up and began writing.

Cedric returned Reese's smile. "I've been good, too. I spent half of my summer at France with Alice and Shana spent some time with us there too. Ah, yeah. Diagon Alley is always crowded, too bad we haven't seen each other there." uttered Cedric as he smiled warmly.

Then something had caught his attention. Right there, on Reese's chest, there was a gleaming prefect badge. Wow.. his friend's a prefect! "Congrats.. they've made you a prefect! I know you'll do great!"

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"Do you always guess so accurately? Maybe, if you do, you could stop guessing and started stating it as fact?" Neptune slipped her arm around his middle and gave him a little squeezey hug. "Thank you for your guess. YOU're pretty TOO." At least!

Neptune turned back towards the BIG staff table. That man was STARING at her. So she waved again. HIIIIIIIIIIIIIII MAN!

"Don't look at him." The beet-red fanboy. "If we pretend he isn't there, then surely he'll disappear. Surely. You should instead tell me about those people." The staff people, as indicated by Neptune's little finger blatantly pointing towards their table.

"I've got pretty good intuition," Raiden said, almost laughing. She'd called him pretty. Not a word he usually associated with those of his gender, nor with himself. But she had said thank you which was a new one, and... felt like a step in a good direction? Kinda? He even half-hugged her back as she squished him.

She was waaaving again. At... the person who was apparently the new headmaster, from what was going on. New Headmaster? No Headmaster Kazimeriz?

...Raiden was pleased.

"There's a few that I don't know. The new Headmaster person, and that redhead lady over there... the blonde lady... and the-" Oh. What a rather... gigantic sneeze. Raiden stared for a moment at the man, who... told them all to be quiet... before looking back at Neptune and continuing in a whisper. "I don't know that one either, but the rest were all here last term."

As the food appeared, Raiden turned his attention away from the Staff Table. He was staaaaaaaaaaarving. Reaching for the potatoes, he kept addressing Neptune, dividing his attention between them.

"Was there any specific person you wanted to know about?"

[QUOTE=lugen] Nella looked at the girl, very surprised but relieved ,so she gulped, she was shivering, but then she calmed her self and thought: yeah the girl looks very nice, why am i being stupid?.
so she got up and joined the girl. she said nervously: my name is Nella, what's yours?

"Well I wanted to thank you for helping me with my problem" Rex told Marie. " You really helped me a lot with Kay" Rex whispered to Marie. He did not want Marie to be in trouble with her friends Destiny and Evelyn. "Do not worry about me, I will be ok " Rex said to Marie.

" Oh, I could maybe sit here next time, mam" Rex politely declined . I have to meet some other friends at other tables " Rex told Evelyn. "Destiny, I know you would love for me to sit next to you next time. mam" Rex smiled at her. "Are you sure you do not have anything to say to Evelyn?' Rex asked Destiny."

Zoe approached the table and found an unoccupied seat. Glancing left and right she noticed a lot of other students at the table but only a few of them were familiar faces. Zoe had to go home early last term due to family reasons, but she was happy to finally be back at Hogwarts.

Destiny did not realize she would have to call Professor Morgan, Professor Lawson. There was no way she was doing that! She liked Professor Morgan and did not want to call her by that cursed name. Why was Evelyn whispering? Oh right, because Auror Ears over there could probably hear them. 'Right. He wouldn't change his name. Would he?' She never really understood why people change their last name when they get married. Maybe they took the name that sounded better. And besides, Lawson seemed to like his name too much to change it. He should think about changing his first name though..Marcus was just too funny a name!

'Il-i-ana.' she pronounced the name slowly. She had to make sure it sounded right, and if she repeated it a few times, she wouldn't forget it. Maybe Evelyn should do the same. She did have problems with the name Bunbury, hence the reason for all the nicknames. They still needed nicknames for a few more professors, including all the new ones, but she didn't know their names..yet. Where was Vinny at? 'Maybe we could find a nickname for this git right here..'

Propping her elbows on the table, Destiny buried her face in her hands. Deep breaths, deep breaths. Okay, she was good now. Shifting in her seat, she turned to face Rex with an innocent smile on her face, that she learned from Evelyn. 'Sorry Rex, but you are wrong. I don't have anything to tell Evelyn. I do have something to tell you though.' She was hoping he would like what she had to tell him. She didn't know how he would react. 'I'll tell you if you come here, it's a secret..' She gestured for him to come closer, she didn't want the whole Great Hall to hear..