Hearing Ivory's 'aww,' Dallin snickered quietly. He looked sideways at the prefect, smirking. Then he started to wonder if Ellie saw what Ivory was so obviously seeing in the Huffie prefect.

"Oh, you have!" His smirk morphed into a smile when Ivory said she'd heard of Merlin's. For some reason he was happier when people he talked to already knew about the school. He was about to answer her question, but she kept talking.

Chuckling, he shook his head. "Don't worry, it's not really personal. I went there for four years, got tired of living in my sisters' shadows, and talked my parents into letting me come here." He shrugged to show that it wasn't really a big deal. "I think it's great that I came here too," he said, half-smiling. "I like this place a lot better."

Hearing a voice kind of behind him, Dal looked back. A Ravenclaw? Dallin wondered if he should introduce himself, but then he decided to wait. He didn't want to inturrupt anything.

"Well I'm really looking forward to classes but quidditch sounds fun as well." Yuki said. "My father played quidditch when he was in school and told me all kinds of stories about it."

I suppose Ivy can eavesdrop as well =P
 

Tsk! He was grinning back. Yes, this was all very hard to watch, like, seriously. But Treyen was certainly getting better at whatever had been overcoming him. Though, he still didn't like Dallin, that was a fact.

But, the boy seemed to have good taste in Quidditch. Puddlemere United was an amazing one. Good for Dallin. And...whaaaaaat?! He was Muggleborn?! He loooved Muggleborns! Treyen could just...forget the whole Ellie-thing, right? After all, he did know very little of the Ravenclaw boy. "That's a nice team you support," he approved, and that was A LOT, coming from Treyen, especially now, "I'm with the Arrows, always supported them, my dad used to play with them," that was the main reason, and, also, the Arrows were simply amazing.

There was a reason why Drake Warren was chosen to play for England again, he was the best Beater the Arrows' had ever had.



Oh.

She was biting her lip again...that...couldn't be good. It was her question that sort of surprised him, though. He didn't get it. "Yes...," he said, tentatively, as if he was afraid he'd made an even BIGGER mistake, this kind of reminded him of how he acted around Neptune, except...he was smarter around Queen Bott, "...it's for you."

Eyes were on her, no doubt.

And...he was so going to assume she didn't want it if she didn't take it soon enough, unless she was still mad at him for not greeting her?

But her words were failing her, and he became even more worried about it. The Prefect eyed Ivy for a moment, as if to ask if he'd done something wrong, but the only one who could answer him was Ellie. Really.

"You...what?" he said, softly, "Are you alright?" he only hoped he wasn't the one to blame.

And he was about to ask if she liked her gift or if he should...like...sell it or something when the other voice spoke up.

Mmmmhmmm. He sooo wanted to say 'State your business', but there was no reason for Treyen to be that rude, not that he'll ever say such a thing.

But...he knew his name.

Blink.

Treyen froze at his next words. The fifth year actually felt like he was a firstie again, talking to a boy about planes and whatnot and comparing him to Harry Potter anytime he could.

THE Tiberius?!

He opened his mouth, but failed to say something. He just kept on blinking.

Tiberius. The most unusual name he's ever heard. How could Treyen NOT remember him?! His whole face lit up with one of those blinding Gilderoy-like smiles and he stood up..."Tiberius!"...mind you, he was standing ON the bench, and pretty much gave the tall boy a tight hug.

It was manly enough, okay?

"You never wrote," that was the first thing he thought of saying, after he'd loosened the grip on the boy. Blink. "But that...doesn't matter, you're here now!" he smiled, though, not as wide as before.

Tibi!!!!
 

Jacob's head whipped around from the first years to Mina, who once again sat by him. It was good to finally have some friends back. The people he'd been sorted with left, and now some seemed to be returning. "Hey you. Long time, no see" he said with a joking smile. He'd jumped ahead of her as they came by carriage up Hogsmead, but she'd caught up.

Jacob surveyed everything that was happening, when he saw Ivory, Treyen, Ellie and a Ravenclaw who he didn't know by name. But someone else approached the group... an almost familiar face, and as he overheard most of the conversations around him, but he heard one word from that group. 'Tiberius'? He knew that name. "Is that...?" but Jacob didn't bother to finish the question, he simply pointed at the boy, not even attempting to keep his voice down or his pointing discrete. Jacob was slightly confused.

Nah. Couldn't be Tibi! It just couldn't.

Tiberius shuffled his feet a little, aware of exactly how many people were involved in this conversation that he'd just busted in on. He nodded and offered a little half wave and a mouthed 'hi' to the Ravenclaws he certainly didn't recognize, but quickly turned back when he heard another call him Tibi.

Tibi... No one called him that any more. Except his mum. And well.. ok, so a few did, but most called him Tiberius now. But yes.. Tibi. That's how people here would remember him.

He looked at the girl and smiled before his eyes went wide with recognition. "Ivory?"

He was about to say more, when he suddenly was enveloped by a rather exuberant Treyen on the bench. Tiberius' smile broke into a grin as he attempted to move his arm to pat the boy on the back. Remembered, he was!

When the boy's grip loosened, Tiberius reached up to rub the back of his head. "Jake was so mad when I told him I was transferring that I thought most everyone would be, too," he offered apologetically. He shrugged. "But, I'm back now and if all goes well, I'll stay till I graduate."

He paused, looking at the boy's badge once again. "Prefect, eh?"

Vashti just gave Louisa a LOOK when she said sitting on a broom was torture. Clearly she wasn't thinking properly, probably because she was so hungry it was making her delusional. Yeah, that was it. But the LOOK faded as the younger girl continued, suddenly sounding very uncertain and nervous. She'd bought a broom? Even though she didn't like flying...? "Do you...want me to help you?" Vashti asked, unsure whether that was what Louisa was wanting or if she was just informing her that she'd bought a broom and thought that would improve her balance on it. "I'd be happy to help if you'd like me too." She was always willing to help anyone realize the joys of flying on a broom. Always.

She listened as her friend explained the DADA situation and nodded...until she brought up the revenge part. Vashti frowned and sighed, perhaps a little exasperated. "You're not still planning on going back there, are you," she said, more as a statement than a question.

Eh? "What's wrong with her being serious?" she asked. "I'd think it'd be harder to get a potion done if we had someone who wasn't serious about it." Just imagine if they had some crazy-hyper professor for Potions. That would...be very amusing, actually. Unless her grades went down because of it. Nothing would be amusing then. Nothing.

Heh.

Heheh.

Ellie got a SIGNED photo of the England teammmm! From the Cup, no less.

Wiggle.

"Thank you Treyen!!! You're the bestest everrrr!!!" HUUUUUUUUUGGGSSSSSSS!

And to answer his question, "I'm excellent." Huggggs.

Until the Tiberius boy got her attention again. And Treyen stood up to hug HIM.

WHO was this kid? Really?

And Prefect? Treyen Prefect? Is....

MERLIN'S DIMPLES. Treyen was Prefect. ...and Ellie missed it.

She'll...congratulate him later. When it would be less obvious that she didn't notice before.

So, "Hi," Tiberius.

And hi Jacob?

Alice smiled "it is very big and awkward." alice laughed, "I wish I could have brought it to school with me... But I also play the violin. I brought my violin, it's black, and my flute with me" Alice smiled.

I spotted THE TIBI! ♥
 

It was so unexpected and such a great surprise to have him back. Tiberius was back. If only he could get Nolan as well. Or at least Dodson, because he needed to make fun of a Professor, no?

He was still smiling, but then he mentioned Jake, yes, he was on good terms with the former Hufflepuff Seeker, yet he didn't know that Jake knew about Tibi's whereabouts. "Oh," he said, trying not to pay attention to the Jake part, "I...never knew...," that Jake knew, "I just showed up at Hogwarts and you were gone," and he didn't know the address or knew how to find him. It had been rather heartbreaking.

Like, watching Fletcher leave Hogwarts. Yes, that was heartbreaking too.

"You have to, you have to stay," he hurried to say, and he did some match in his head. He was a fifth year, which meant Tibi was in his sixth year...so...two years of Tibi! AWESOME!

Aha! He noticed the look towards his badge. GRIN. "I am. First year of it." And he was performing admirably, as one could see, because he was sitting at the wrong table.

Treyen felt so little, not height-wise, but like a first year, and it sooo didn't match the badge on his robes...and speaking of heights, the boy climbed down the bench, which was probably the worst idea ever since Tiberius was much taller than him.

"Oh, yeah, this is Ellie." Nod, he gesturing towards the redhead next to him. And Dallin? Yeah, no thanks.



Actually, after that hug, he wished that the World Cup would happen every year, and that each year he could get Ellie a signed picture. It was all for the hug, no?

Like, the last time with the kiss?

Certainly.

And now that he wasn't standing on the bench, he could properly reply to the girl, no?

"Sorry, umm, he's Tiberius...he...was away from Hogwarts for a while," well, he WAS apologizing for ignoring her the little time he focused entirely on Tiberius. Because now he knew that ignoring Ellie was a very bad idea. Surely, she understood it this time, right?

And...GRIN. "So, you liked your present?" just to be suuuuuuure, he had to ask. "I didn't know what you would like, so, I figured this was pretty good," he said, gesturing towards the picture. Not to mention that he'd had the time of his life sneaking in some tents to get the picture signed. Again, thank you, Aaron.

Louisa nodded enthusiastically. "I'd love it! You see I'm not that good at flying.." That was overestimating the problem actually. "..and I don't want it to be my weakness. I mean, it's not that difficult right?" which wasn't why she couldn't do it properly. It was the fact being in the air with nothing to depend on but a stick underneath you. It was crazy...and dizzying. Now, if Vashti could help, Louisa made a promise in her mind to never ever disrespect Quidditch in front of her! Or even she'd attend the matches and cheer for her! See? She was so determined.

But then.. Vashti was being a bit.. hesitant about getting the revenge? Wha.."What?! Of course I am going back in!" The young girl answered defiantly. "I am not a quitter!" She looked away from Vashti and focused on her hands tapping on the table, to hide her irritation at the mere idea of letting go.

Without looking back, she shrugged regarding the potions matter. "All I'm saying is that I suck when people get very serious or hard on me." Which meant she had to live up for the high expectations. "Something inside tells me to just turn off." Her voice trailed away slightly. Was that true? SHe didn't really notice it till the words were out.

Melina nodded her head enthusiastically at Adelyn. "We'll be together at breakfast tomorrow, right? I can see you then. I don't know how crazy it's going to be around here this week, but if there's time, I'd love for you to give me that tour!" She didn't really want to let Adelyn go- she suddenly had the absurd impulse to cling to her big sister's leg. But the mental image was enough to make Melina laugh out loud.

She reached out and hugged Adelyn tightly, holding her for that extra moment reserved for only the most loved family and friends. Pulling back, she looked at her sister (gosh, that sounded so nice to say) and said, "I hope you have a great night, sweetie. And I hope my nerves let me sleep at all!" she laughed. Even though she really was worried about it.

" Cool, another freind" William smiled. " The wedding should be a lot of fun" Wiliam told Rowan." Rene never came back, so there is no wedding" William explained to Rowan. " He wants nothing to do with females at all anymore and this his third time he lost a fiancee" William explained a little more to Rowan.

" Hi, my name is William Starr" he introduced himself to the girl. " You look very at ease here" William told the girl, " My family and their freinds all atteneded HogWarts" William said to her.

Kyle took a sip of her drink sighing it had gotten rather quiet around the area.

Her sister was a Ravenclaw like her - she had to tell Becca that Katra their cousin was at Hogwarts this year with her.

As she moved to sit next to her sister she felt the weight on her shoulder disappear.

"GINGER!" she yelped.

Ginger jumped off of Kyle's shoulder as she sipped her drink.

Pet me, pet me...she was thinking as she ran off under the table quickly doubling her speed she slid under the Gryffindor Table.

"My cat - she anyone seen her?" Kyle asked frantically accidentally knocking over her empty goblet.

Well it's settled then. Butterbeer for Theodore if ever they go to Hogsmeade for some shopping. This feels nice, Jeanne was actually making new friends. Going to Beauxbatons was a bleak for her. She didn't had a lot of friends nor actually made one. She felt like she was the odd girl amongst everyone. "So you live in New York?" Jeanne hasn't been never outside Europe. She'd love to see what US was like. She finds it interesting. "How's it?" her eyes beaming with interest.

Like Jeanne, he was also a transferee. He went to New York City. She was really fascinated about Theodore. His accent and the place he came from, it does amaze Jeanne. "I went to Beauxbatons 2 years ago." she frowned as she mentioned the school name. She never liked that school in any way. She couldn't even think of a nice adjective to go with it. "But I went to school here in my first year" she shared. "So i guess, i transferred back" yeah, after much argument with her mum and dad.

A fifth year? Really? "Why do i think i was?" she curiously asked. She doesn't know how he was sure that she was a fifth year. "Tell me" she laughed.

anyone?
 

Caroline could not believe that it was time to be back at Hogwarts again. It would be her sixth year of Hogwarts. The past term had gone by so quicky. But it had been Caroline's best and favorite, her had made amazing friends, had the best boyfriend in the world last term, so this next term could only get better, right?

She found a seat at the table. This summer Caroline and her mother had gotten along amazingly well. The best in years. Her mum's new husband was pretty awesome. She had been the maid of honor in her brother Casey and Sarah's wedding. She had gotten to spend time with her friends and boyfriend a little and even made some new one's this summer, spent time in New York with her sister Starr. But it was the best summer ever, and she never wanted it to end, but at the same time she was so happy to be back at Hogwarts.

" The wedding will be perfect, im sure. I cant wait to see you walk down the aisle. your look beautiful and my uncle wont know what has hit him."

Ellie had sat silently for awhile, mindlessly thinking about the upcoming school year. She should socialise a bit, make some friends so it wasn't entirely suckish.Her eyes darted around the table for someone to talk to.

She noticed a girl around her age come to the table. She looked kind. "Hi, I'm Ellie Summers, a sixth year." She said kindly, smiling at the girl.

''Nice to meet you Olivia and yes I cant wait untill the classes'' said Luna in an exited voice Luna was very happy she joined her

"You too!" Brielle exclaimed, smiling widely as the older student took her hand. Now that she could see her closely, Brielle realized that it was somehow hard to believe that Jeanne was two years older, because she certainly didn't look like it.

"Oh, great! Maybe we'll see each other a lot in the common room," she said. Unintentionally, Brielle had been meeting a lot of fellow Ravenclaws this year, which she was thankful to because she could see them more often, being in the same house and all. "Oh, transferred? From what school?" she asked, curious to know more about her. "Actually I think I can be considered as transfering back here, too." Brielle continued, since she was asking Jeanne of her story, it felt right to maybe tell hers too.

sorry for lateness XD
 

Mmm. He ignored Rufus. YEAH MONKEY THATS WHAT YOU GET.

He caught that slip and that wasn't the only thing he caught. Without commenting, Jim reached out a little finger and stroked the visible bruising on her face.

Later.

"You and Ivan were?" He grinned. Not as if he were implying anything, just that... he was relieved, clearly relieved. "Well you know I'm in."

"Ivan has the monkey!fear." Jim commented to the table as a whole.

Hehe.

He allowed himself to imagine unleashing a whole bunch of them in the dorm in the middle of the night just to see how Ivan dealt with it. It'd be like... chaotic.

Dung would be flung.


He looked at Ivan at his question and shrugged.

"Snagged some space to myself and took advantage." He admitted, straight up. "There were people I didn't want to see."



"Perfect." He winked at Kyle cheerfully and then practically inhaled some cauldron cakes, somehow managing to mind his manners as he did so.

He was looking forward to the first yearbook meeting. He was interested to see who would be interested enough to come along and get recruited and whatnot.

And also, there were already a few pretty girls on the team which would distract him nicely from other stuff.


....

"Hey Spike." Jim shot a wary look at Finlay and fixed his attention firmly on the little 'claw instead.

"It was a summer." He offered by way of answering, shrugging one shoulder. "What did you do, kid? Anything epic?"

He didn't acknowledge Finn again, but he didn't tell him to rack off either.

Progress?

.... Jim raised one eyebrow and shot a speculative look between the giggly Gryff and Ivan.

Was this the ONE?

It had to be right? Hah.

Jim smirked and then inhaled some more food.

Rowan's jaw nearly hit the floor. "Poor Rex. It's been so long since I've seen him, I had no idea. I didn't even know Rene had left." She fought to hold back the tears. Some friend she turned out to be. Rex was the best friend she'd ever had and she had no idea. "I hope he has someone there for him right now. Maybe Jason?"

It was the first time Jeanne talked to a first ear who is sorted under Ravenclaw, so it felt kinda nice to do so. "What's your name?" Jeanne asked her. She looked Asian and surely she is one. Jeanne didn't quite catch her name, she hoped it would be simple and not that hard to pronounce.

She started talking about Quidditch and her father. "In my case my mother used to play quidditch..." that part really amused her the most. The fact that both of her parents are completely different from each other especially when it comes to hobbies. Her mother would be the sporty type while her father would be the bookworm. "My mother taught me how to fly and play quidditch" during family reunions they play a small quidditch tournament. Family VS Family. Nothing big, just for fun. "You should try out if you want." Jeanne encouraged her. After all she heard that the Ravenclaws won the Quidditch tournament last term.

Jeanne put her book aside and decided to interview Brielle more. Jeanne always loved to ask questions after all. But it felt weird when Brielle stared at Jeanne. It felt awkward, she thought if there was something on her face. Was it the apple pie perhaps? Jeanne tried to look away, she seemed to be bothered by Brielle's long pause and stare.

"I hope too" she said. Ravenclaw's common room. How she missed it. It's been awhile and now she's finally back. "I went to Beauxbatons" Brielle was the 5th person to ask her that question. She didn't like when the topic went deeper about her previous school. She didn't like going there at all.

Really? "you're a transferee too?" she asked, smiling. Wow, a lot of transferees this year. Hogwarts should be really proud. many students are getting more loyal and loyal to this school. "from where?" she added.

rearranging
 

Catching a movement out of the corner of his eye, Tiberius turned and spied Mina waving. Smiling, he waved his hand in return. So, she was back, too. He'd been hoping that was the case. At least someone he'd recognize and not have to play three years of catch-up with.

Turning back to the group, Tiberius put his hand in his pocket again. Looking at the girl, he glanced back up at Treyen at the introduction. "Hi," he responded. "It's good to meet you."

Looking up at Treyen, he marveled at how when he'd left, Treyen was a first year, and now, he was a prefect. Things had continued on at Hogwarts without him, and he'd never really given that much thought.

"It just didn't seem.. I don't know. Mum really wanted me to start over while I was at Beauxbatons."

But he'd made her change her mind.

Tiberius smiled and chuckled a little when she corrected herself. "Tibi's fine if that's the first thing that pops out. Tiberius, too." He paused, debating whether to continue. "People at Beauxbatons called me Tibs, if that's better for you."

And then, scratching the back of his neck, he moved on to the substance of her statement. "It's really good to be back. Weird. Different. But good."