"We'll earn it, don't you worry. That and the Quidditch cup!" She laughed to show she was still joking. Sobering, she added, "But whether we do or not, I'll sure do my best to try and make it happen."

Feeling the silence of Tyrone and Jamie and himself, Benjamin felt uneasy. He saw a few more students enter the hall.

"Dang! How many more students are gonna come in? I'm ready to go down to the common room."

He looked down at his pocket watch made of goblin silver and just barely an hour had passed since they got there. He sighed a heavy sigh and groaned as he put his chin in his hands. He looked around at the other house tables and they were full of people sitting there chatting it up with one another in groups. He looked down the Slytherin table and there were many mini-groups chatting.

"Do either of you know any spells or charms right off the bat? I think we could make a grimoire of our own, just us three, and share some knowledge with other students as we get older, and make a little bit of money while we're at it. What do you both say?"

He looked back and forth at both of them with a wondering look on his face.

"C'mon, we could do it! Just us three. As we grow older, and gained more knowledge, we could put the spells in the book. If it gets published, then we'll split it three ways and become rich! What do you say?"

Jamie shook her head. "I'm pretty sure my mum would have a fit if I went experimenting like that. She nearly blew up the house two years ago trying to create a new spell. Plus I don't know any of the spells they're going to teach us and I was raised by a witch and a wizard. They said the teachers would teach me everything I know so.." She just let it drop from there. She looked at Tyrone wondering what he would want to do. "Plus if this is a trio then maybe we should start small and build up to stuff like that. Slowly make a name for ourselves." Thats how the best people came into power. Slowly and quietly. Under the radar. She just stared at the flickering flame again wanting to hold it in her hand to see if it really burned against her skin.

" I know you want to earn it" Rex told Ava Jade.

" Oh and the Quidditch cup, too?" Rex asked Ava Jade laughing. " You do not want much this term, do you?" Rex asked Ava Jade laughing even harder."Well, anyone in any house will do their best to win both cips" Rex explained to Ava Jade.

For once in this whole night, Benjamin totally agreed with Jamie.

"Hmm but what's a good nickname for you? I could use "Trouble" and Tyrone can be called "Cookie", but we have nothing for you. Hmmm... Maybe "Tough"? That could work. "Tough Troubled Cookie"? Doesn't sound half bad. But then again, I'm bad at names. But we have my nickname. That's a start, right?"

He looked back at Jamie, then Tyrone, and wondered what they thought.

Amelia sat down at her new house table and sighed, "Well, this is certainly different." she said as she popped a raspberry into her mouth.

"Of course! I wouldn't miss it, partner! And did you sign up?" she asked very hopefully and gleefully. She kind of already knew the answer to his question, but just to make sure.

She smiled and laughed. "Ah, well we'll have her on our side now!" she added. That was good reassurance if they did happen to pull a tricky prank, she smiled evily for a second before a truly Emma smile came on her face.

She nodded again. "Yes, hopefully. Hopefully it's seeker." she said. She honestly couldn't remember what position her cousin played, which made her feel awful because she and her cousin used to go on about Quidditch ALL THE TIME!!

She smiled and raised an eyebrow. Was her own partner laughing at her? She smirked. "Mhm.. Yes, my bestie, Sel, another third year Slytherin, who's hyper, got a howler from her mother the first year she did it.. But we didn't get into trouble everyone does it.. But I heard that it might be closed this year.." she said, pouting. "But we could always meet up at the Lake and all go swimming." she said.

"So what classes are you looking forward to?" she asked, poking his shoulder.


Emma saw a girl sit down at the table all by herself. She waved to her with a smile. "Hi, I'm Emma Malfoy. Third year Slytherin and you are?" she asked.

"Well you can be 'Trouble'. And Tyrone can be whatever he wants to be," Jamie said smiling at him. "I want to be 'Storm'." She didn't know why but it sounded pretty cool. She could be just like a storm. Unpredictable and crazily out there.

"Oh, hey, I'm Amelia Zabini, but everyone calls me Elle and I've just transferred from Beauxbatons in time to have my fourth year here." She said smiling back at the girl.

Emma beamed the girl named Elle a smile. Emma liked her already. She seemed nice. She held out her hand for her to shake. "Nice to meet you Elle! This is my partner in crime, Alex." she said, pointing to the boy with dark brown hair sitting next to her. "Ooh! Beauxbatons? Awesome! So what do you like to do?" she asked.

Elle shook the girls hand, "Nice to meet you too Emma, and you Alex." she said smiling at them. "What do I like to do? Well, I umm....I dance and sing a lot because my mom put me in classes when I was younger and refused to let me stop. After, my classes and school I never really had time for much else." she said frowning slightly and looking at the table in front of her as she whispered, "They just wanted me away from them, cause they decided they made a mistake having me...and of course that's always fun." she sighed.

" Hey "fake sis" ,who is your new friend?" Rex asked Emma." Like the food this term?" Rex asked Emma.

"Storm, huh? Storm. Ok. And what will we call ourselves collectively? Everyone knows about the famous Marauders. Padfoot. Prongs. Wormtail. Moony. But they were Gryffies. And so they died by evil hands. We are Slytherins. Together, we can't be stopped! We will learn as the Gryffies do, we will study as they do, and we will fight as they do, mixed with our tactics, obviously. We will only have to learn the animagus spell, which I can teach to you both. My father taught me. Once we can get past these doors at night and reach a secret spot, we wil see how we turn out. I'm a panther, by the way. Are either of you werewolves?" he leaned in closer for this conversation as to not allow others hear.

Samira gave a start and looked up. A girl with a kind smile was standing over her and introduced herself. "Oh-uh-hi! I'm Samira, Samira Spinks. Yeah this is my first year, too." She stood up and smiled, glad that someone was being friendly. She felt a little awkward, not quite knowing what to say. "You have nice...hair color." commented Samira lamely.

Samira jumped out of her daze when a boy who looked about a year older than her started talking. Relief flooded through her. Finally someone to talk to! She smiled warmly. [B]"Hi! Nothing much, really...my name is Samira Spinks, first year. Who are you?"[B] She stood up and rocked back on her heels shyly.

Samira's eyes raked over the Great Hall. She was hoping to find someone to talk to. Her eyes landed on a girl who was sitting alone and chewing on something. She walked over. "Hi, my name is Samira Spinks. This is my first year, so...i don't really know anyone. What's your name?"

"Oh, that's nice." Cass said with a smile. Then her smile vanished when Chisato said that she didn't enjoy the food on the table very much. "Well, we can go down to the kitchen and ask the house elves to whip up something for you..." She suggested

Tyrone smiled. "Well, she's all black with only the tiniest bit of white at the tips of her ears and tail she also has a white stripp along each of her paws, making it look like she has bracelets" He loved the little kitten. She was his pride and joy. As he went off into his own thoughts, Tyrone was only vaugely aware of the conversation going on.

Tyrone was surprised at how fast the conversation had changed in a few minutes. "I have to agree with Jamie in saying that we will need to start out small. My name," he said, trailing off into thought for a few moments before continuing. "My name will be: Bruiser. Sounding 'Brews-ah'. I'll leave it to you to figure out why I chose it" he smiled as he confirmed why he chose the name.

As Benjamin leaned in closer and spoke of animagus' and werewolves Tyrone was surprised. "I'm not a werewolf. To be truthful, I don't want to be an animagus. Especially an unregistered one. I hear they give a hefty fine for that" Tyrone didn't want to get caught and he didn't want to register either. Better not to even try to learn to morph into an animal.

"Well then how about you name the kitten stripes?" Jamie smiled. As he chose his nickname she slipped off trying to figure out why he would choose a name like that. He would eventually have to tell her but she wasn't going to force it out of him.

Then there was Benjamin. This was way to much over her head. He wasn't the type of person she should be around. In all honesty she was now officially scared of him. "I agree with Tyrone. I don't think it's wise for us tog et into any trouble like that." She sighed and looked back at the flame. "Maybe you should have different friends for stuff like that. We can be a trio that can stand for something different."

"But if it's all in secret......" He knew that the odds of this thing getting started were lopsided against him. "Ok. I know when I'm around defeatists and pessimistic people. Maybe I'll go to other houses and see how their daring is. But first, another Slytherin to join me. And I think I may have one already. Excuse me."

He got up, threw his cloak out behind him, over the bench and walked down the table towards Simon.

Simon might be willing to join his cause, if approached right. His fingers sparkled with jeweled rings as the light hit them. Even his silver and emerald broach on the middle of his cloak shown brightly. He walked down to where Simon was, and tapped him on the shoulder in order to get his attention.

"Simon. I have a proposition for you, if you're interested."

"Oh, how exiting! I'm definitely gonna come and watch you try out!" she said with a smile. "Why beater? I mean - is there a particular reason you want that position?" Even inside her head, that question had sounded stupid, but well - she was horrible at comming up with subjects that you could talk about, and she actually would like to know. She knew the reason she wanted to be a chaser, so maybe he knew his reason too...

Chisato blinked and felt quite nervous at Cass when she suggested talking to the elves about making her a special meal.
"Ah...I do not wish to cause them to have more work on my behalf. If they are like the house elves in Nihon, they are quite busy. Would I be bother to them if I requested it?"