Dallin smiled and nodded in agreement. Of course he agreed, and that's why he liked the team. He actually had some legitimate reasons to support them, unlike the Holyhead Harpies, which he just liked because they're an all-girls team.

His eyebrows raised at the team Treyen mentioned. "The Arrows are good, from what I know of them..." Which admittedly wasn't much.

He snorted very unpolitely when Ivory asked about 'big shoes' to fill. When he realized how rude that might've sounded, he frowned. "Well, sort of," he said, tipping his head slightly side to side. "Not academically, but socially." Which probably sounded weird. But he really was better at school than both of his witch sisters, no matter how surprising that was.

Thinking that that might not be very clear, he continued. "They were known by everyone in the school by the time I got there. And, by relation, I was expected to be as outgoing as they are." He paused for a second before going on, a sarcastic twinkle in his eyes. "I know it probably doesn't seem like it now, but I wasn't always this good-looking and popular."

And yes, he was only joking a little bit.

"But enough about me," he said, looking at Ivory through his eyelashes. "Tell me some more about you?"

---

Dallin tried not to eavesdrop on Ivory's other conversation, but when he heard them talking about lion rawrs and bird calls, he had to cut in. "I dunno," he said slowly to Ivory. "I think it would be pretty awesome if you randomly squawked so all of the Great Hall could hear you."

Care still couldn't believe that she was actually in Hogwarts now, in her uniform, just sorted into Ravenclaw, sitting at the feast with her housemates. She was still amazed at everything. She just felt so overwhelmed with everything. Wanting to know more about the school and students, she looked at the older girl beside her, smiled, and said, "Hi! I'm Caretix!"

Preston chuckled at the girl. He pointed to the Hufflepuff crest on his robes. "C-c-couldn't t-t-tell ya. I-I-I'm a-a H-H-Huffle-Hufflepuff." He smiled, it was an honest mistake though, she was a first year and all excited about Hogwarts. He had once done it before...or several times. :whistle: Nice vs. Scary? He cleared his throat and looked up at the staff table...there seemed to be a few new faces, but most looked familiar. "W-W-Well. I-I-I'm n-n-not s-sure r-r-really." He sighed, as long as she was a good student and didn't cause trouble she'd be fine.

"I'm not sure what the common room looks like. Other than it has a lot of blue and eagles, of course," Olivia replied, laughing.
Olivia grinned at Emmy. "Yeah, I guess you're right! That will be interesting." She was quieted by the mystery in Emmy's voice when the girl spoke about the ship. Olivia's eyes widened slightly. "Really? It's not?" That was even spookier than the actual appearance of the ship. "I wonder... are students allowed near it?" Sensing a mystery, Olivia instantly wanted to know more. And the best path to knowledge about something was the path that led directly to that something, of course. She wanted to see firsthand.

Wow. That was... a lot of encouragement to sit down. "Ok, ok, I'll sit," he laughed, sliding into the space that Ellie had indicated with her head. He spied the omg is that what I think it is picture Ellie had and registered surprise that something like that might be exposed to vileness at the feast. Then again, his first feast had been especially vile. He wondered if that had changed...

Smiling at Ivory, he commented on the nickname. "Some of the guys thought Tibi was too young and started calling me Tibs and it just sort of stuck. Didn't help that my mother called 'Tibiiiiiii' after me when she dropped me off and I'd forgotten my owl's treats." Tiberius chuckled. It had been, at the time, rather embarrassing.

Tiberius smiled at the Gryffie prefect that came by as well, but didn't recognize her.

Looking to Treyen, Tiberius faltered a little bit. "Beauxbatons? It was...
Wonderful? I loved it? As he looked at each of the other students sitting in front of him, how could he say anything that made it seem like he would rather be there than at Hogwarts if it weren't for the family piece? The simple answer was, he couldn't. "It was alright. I wasn't imperiused a single time, which is more than I can say for here," he said lightly, hoping that the others that had been around were past it as he was.. mostly.

"When the students came here for the Tournament, I wondered how everyone was. We got some reports, but really only about the champions. Everyone wanted to know so much after they were back, so I couldn't ask much." He paused, folding his hands on the table.

"How has it been, here?"

" Well, just tone it down a little" William told Victoria. "After all it is your wedding and you deservew happiness, too" William said to Victoria. " I am really happy for you cousin" William explained to Victoria.

" Rex would love your visit" William told Rowan." Gryffindor" William smiled. " Long tradition of most of my family being in Gryffindor" William explained to Rowan.

" Ok, I will tell Rex you can't visit him" William said to Fee." Rex thinks it is all his fault for all his women problems" William told Fee. He has given up on all females excpet for his family" William explained to Fee.

Caroline about to get up and go back to the Slytherin table, when someone beside her started talking she turned to make sure the voice was addressing her. Oh "Hey, I'm Caroline" She smiled. She must have been a first year, their was an overload of firstie this term for so reason.

Spike beamed at Jimmy. "Only a summer?" The young 'Claw looked a bit disappointed. Surely Jimmy would have been up doing fun epic heroic type things, yes?! He wrinkled his nose, before shrugging.

"I built a new den," he answered with a grin. "And had an awesomeeee swordfight pirate battle." An imaginery one, anyway, with a few rather spectular death-acting performances. "And I climbed plenty of trees. Got a few awesome bruises falling out of one too. Oh, and when I had a short flight off the rope swing." He giggled, eyes bright after having healed from last's terms match. "I did some wood carving too." All very boy-ish and fun things to do of a summer. Plenty of mud and running round and excitement.

Huh? And where was Finn goingggg? He eyed the two guys, suspicious. It was as if they were both keeping a big secret from him. He pursed his lips, perplexed.

"I'm not a big fan of surprises," he stated simply. Just incase they'd arranged something. Because they were all quiet and wary, just like his parents were on his birthday. "But if it's a decent broom..." Well, then he might have to accept it, if he made the team again, of course.

Vashti was going to point out that everyone had a weakness and that it wasn't a horrible thing if flying happened to be Louisa's, but she couldn't blame her friend for trying to develop it so that it no longer was a weakness. She shook her head. "No, it's not too hard if you practice," she replied, "and keep practicing." But that was pretty much the same with anything, really. You couldn't just try something once and expect to be an expert. It didn't work that way. "We'll start as soon as the practice pitch is open, then?" Which would hopefully be very soon. Vashti was anxious to get back on a broom.

Vashti's frown returned as soon as Louisa claimed that she wasn't a "quitter". "It's not about being a quitter or not," she said, giving the girl a hard stare even though she wasn't looking at Vashti. "It's about being reasonable and realistic. You think third year level defense is enough to take on a fully-grown man who isn't at all afraid of using the Unforgivable Curses?" She continued her stare, waiting for Louisa to look at her, or at least reply.

Hmm. "Maybe that's something you could try improving this year too," she suggested. "Instead of quitting when a professor gets all serious, you could make up your mind to try even harder at whatever it is you're trying to do." Easier said than done, perhaps, but who said trying hard was ever easy?

Victoria looked up and smiled as she saw her best friend, Vashti. Quickly, she got up and walked over to her. "Vashti!" She called out.

And the rest in the general vicinity :)
 

Ellie tuned back into Treyen and Dallin's conversation now that she had gotten over the initial shock of the amazing gift the former had given her. "The Arrows are good," she chimed in, "One of my favorite teams, too." Nod. The 'too' obviously pertained to Treyen, because Dal hadn't said they were his favorite.

Oh good, he was sitting. "Thank you." For sitting. Yup. Her NECK thanked him as well. And now Treyen needs to sit...now.

"Aww, 'Tibi''s cute." True, it did sound young, but honestly, who WANTED to grow up? Ellie will be calling him this now that she's informed. Mhm, mhm.

GASP.

"WHaaaaaaaat?" Imperiused? Here? Whatchyu talkin' 'bout?

"Gryffindor is a good house. So what sort of things do you like to do William?" Rowan wondered if he had anything in common with her. She would love to find a good friend.

Eyes widening a little bit at his snort, Ivory let out a choked off giggle. Ah, that made sense in a way. He was in Ravenclaw after all so it stood to reason that he would be from the academic end of the gene pool. He seemed pretty social to her though, they were talking weren't they? Though she supposed it would be hard to be at a school where everyone expected you to be like your older sister, someone you weren't...aside from the you know, normal guy girl differences.

And then it was her turn to snort although her's was in laughter. Raising one eyebrow as if to say an incredulous "really?", Ivory purposefully gave him an exaggerated once over, her dark eyes taking in his hair, face, and build all in one go as if she were some sort of judge at a male beauty pageant. "Eh, you're alright." she replied, a wicked gleam in her eye.

Of course she couldn't keep up the facade of judgmental critic for too long because she burst out laughing of course, the sound whimsical. "I kid."

Still stifling little chuckles, Ivory composed herself a bit as he spoke again. My, that sounded like a line straight out of a boy-meets-girl script. On a related not, would it be weird if she commented on his eyelashes? Many had short little stubby things but he had quite nice ones...for a guy. No, she couldn't imagine a situation where she could say that and have it not be awkward. Best to keep that to herself. Anywho...

"About myself?" Musing a little, she ran a hand through her hair fingercombing it for a second. "Well, I've been here since my first year and before that I attended a muggle elementary school in Florida across the pond in America. Wasn't popular back then myself," she admitted with a rueful grin. "Didn't really fit in." Not wanting to make it seem as if she was a complete outcast of a little kid, she added brightly. "Although I did join the region orchestra in my 5th grade. I play the violin."

Turning around for a second to reply to Sophie, she whipped her hair back around at Dallin's comment. "Pretty awesome? Not bordering on insanity?" With a grin, she gave him a playful look. " I'll consider it. But if I did do it, hypothetically speaking of course, it wouldn't be until the food's served." Because then there'd be more ambient eating noise little silverware clanking and plate sliding. "But," she added with a wink. "Only if you dared me." See, because then if she was interrogated as to the why she could easily just point the finger at him. Yup, she was not above finger pointing.

Hmmm....
 

"I don't think so. Darn! I wish I could see it closer." she said. She bit her bottom lip in frustration. If only there was a way....

People were so busy talking that Gavin did not find anybody else to talk to... But that was okay; he really liked Emerald. He had to find her a nickname. Maybe she would like Emmy. He would have to ask her.

With a smile on his face, he went back to his original seat which was still thankfully untaken and heard Emmy's last comment.

"What do you wish you could see closer?" he asked her.

Dallin cocked an eyebrow expectantly as she gave him a once-over. When she gave her verdict, Dallin actually started laughing along with her. He grinned, not saying anything. He officially decided then and there that the Ravenclaw prefect was awesome.

His smile turned sheepish as he waited for her to answer his question. Yes, he knew that what he just said was totally cliché and cheesy. And he was completely okay with that. His eyes widened and he could help but asking, "Where in Florida? I live in Miami!" He closed his mouth though, and let her finish.

"The violin, huh? Do you like it?" His mom had once tried to get him to learn to play the cello, but she'd settled for him teaching himself to play the guitar. That was the only string instrument he would willingly play. He briefly imagined himself at a violin or cello or piano recital, dressed up in an uncomfortable suit playing infront of his family. And he knew that he'd made a very good decision as a little kid not to play those instruments.

He chuckled softly. "Maybe a little insane..." But normal was boring, was it not? Insane was fun! He shook his head slowly while she was talking, smirking. "Okay, if you do it you can blame it on me, if it'll make you feel better about it." He was actually really curious to see if she would squawk for seemingly no reason. "I mean, you can say I dared you. You cannot say that I made the sound." Just in case she was thinking along those lines.

Yeah, he was a clever boy and said the right thing. If he'd said otherwise then...he'd be in trouble? Not really, Treyen wasn't one of those...

...right?

"But of course, he agreed, with a smile, "They have an amazing defense," thank you, Drake Warren, "Yet, they still haven't managed to outsmart the Wasps' offensive approach," he commented, hoping that Dallin knew what he was talking about, or at least pretended to, after all, the boy said he liked Quidditch, but never mentioned if he followed it regularly or not.

"My sister plays for the Wasps," and she'd better never hear Treyen say what he said about their offense, she'd be annoying him about how the Wasps are better than the Arrows and probably never let it go.

Yes! Tiberius was sitting next to Ellie, and that only meant that Treyen could look his way and get a glimpse at the girl without it being too obvious.

He followed the sixth year's action, mostly because it would be odd for him to be the only one standing, and because the speech was coming...any day now. Go on, Tate, speech. "Oh, yeah, such a luck you had." Kaika had told him about the first time around, and Treyen had been at Hogwarts for the second one. Actually, Tiberius had the best luck ever, because he wasn't hurt, really.

Oh, but at the thought of his sister, he decided to share some old news with the boy, "Kaika plays for the Wasps now, did you know?" he didn't know if Tiberius followed anything in relation to Quidditch, but that news was more family related than anything else.

Ooooooh. The Champions, the Champions. Treyen smiled, quite innocently too, at the thought of one that belonged in Beauxbatons, "Brielle met me," yeah, it was NOT 'I met Brielle', but 'Brielle met me', much cooler, no? As if he'd been that important back then, "She was pretty," no denying that, "And nice, too bad she lost," he'd been rooting for her...until Fletcher came along.

And...here...

..."After you had to leave...I don't think much has happened, truth be told, I mean...the Tournament happened, but it was a rather calmed one," no one had died, "And, some Professors went missing last year," no one knows why, "But one of them is back." Like, right there, he saw Antares.

"You didn't miss much, I believe," except a SUPER AWESOME Transfiguration Professor that liked to have ruffles in his outfits.

Oh, he so wanted to say 'You don't belong in this conversation' because, truly, she didn't. No one supported so many teams and got away with it. No one.

Except, maybe, Ellie.

"You're still on that, eh?" supporting THREE teams, and Merlin knows how many more? But he smiled at her. How could he not? "At least one of them is the Arrows." That's probably why she was safe.

Treyen CHUCKLED, and loudly too, 'Tibi's cute'...right...cute.

"I never liked 'Tibi'," he informed, and it was quite possible that Tiberius knew, because Treyen started to call him something else...Tibi-Ty-T, no? Yeah, it was supposed to be forever 'T', but now Tiberius sounded more awesome than that.

Or..yeah..no..we'll see.

Olivia sighed. "Yes well... I heard there's an amazing library here! We could check there about anything having to do with it." Olivia looked around for anyone listening. "And, if that doesn't work, we could always find a way to get closer. Would you be in, Luna?"

Oo, the Arrows. Quidditch. Excellent. Tiberius found himself wondering how the House team had fared since he left.

He quirked his eyebrow at the comment that Tibi was cute, however, and simply shrugged. He looked to Treyen...

"Kaika plays for the Wasps? That's amazing! I hadn't been able to follow much..." He didn't get to know her well, but he was immensely grateful to her for that whole thing with Willie. "Your sister saved my neck on the train my first term." The more Tibi thought about it, the more he realized that most of his Hogwarts stories were, well, rather traumatic.

Switching back to something far less traumatic, Tiberius folded his arms on the table and leaned forward. "Yeah, Brielle's pretty nice. Monique, too. I didn't know the guys too well." He frowned at the missing professors, though. Turning to look up at the Dias, he realized there were only two faces he recognized - Vindictus and Tate. Everyone else was unknown to him.

Turnover like that couldn't be a good thing.

But he had to laugh at Treyen's assertion about his name. "What did you call me? Ty-T or something?" It wasn't a big deal what people called him, as long as it was simply a preference and not a put down.

He smile faded, however, when he heard Ellie's 'whaaaaat'

Looking at her and then to Treyen, eyes a little panicked, and then back to her, he stammered. "Erm, well, I guess this was before you started here. My first two years here were really, really rough. It's why I left." He bit his lip while taking a deep breath. He didn't want to scare her and obviously no one had talked about it. He looked at Ivory, too, not wanting to open up any wounds.

"It's not really good dinner conversation."

Topic avoided?

Cinn, Erin and.. maybe TEGZ.
 

Dora giggled brightly as Ivan appeared startled. "Evenin'," She sung, cheerily and sat down to his left. It was so colourful! And people were chattering and talking and it just looked like FUN! At Beauxbatons, it was all very cliquey and despite Dora's WANT of Queen position. There were always prettier girls with prettier boyfriends and they all did bad bad things to get to the top. Dora didn't condone hair pulling or diary stealing.

At. all.

Dora lit up at the compliment. "No. I was allowed to come. I'm in the red house," She pointed vaguely (she didn't actually know where she was supposed to be sitting) and smiled. Uniform? Wait.. robes? She pouted a little. "I look like a giant jellyfish," She mumbled eyeing the sleeves of the cloak. But with several handy alterations, her skirt didn't look so daggy. Ahem.

Hearing a familiar voice, she turned, pushing her hair out of her eyes and BEAMING when she saw LEXI. HER fellow Gryfferrawr. "So we just sit anywhere? It doesn't matter about what house you're in?" She giggled. That would be AWESOME!

"Gryffindor. Like you!" She replied, proudly. It was SO cool!

*blink*

She frowned a little at the look she was getting from the other boy.

*mumble*

"But Fletcher won." Ellie felt the need to point that out. Especially because of the way Treyen IDOLED the Champion during the Tournament, and then didn't mention him now? It was odd to her.

Hehe. "You're still on about that?" She'd gotten over the fact that she favored three teams equally and simultaneously. Apparently Treyen hadn't. "Yeah." That was all that mattered to him, eh?

She ignored the Tibi comment. It didn't matter to her what Treyen thought. She liked it.



"Do YOU like Quidditch, TIBI?" Mhm. She was calling him such. And she was genuinely interested.

GIGGLE. "Tightie?" Giggle. Cuz that was SO much better than 'Tibi', Treyen? "Like Tightie Whitie?" Like UNDIES? Pleasing, Treyen.

Oh. Imperiused. Yes, Ellie was all ears.

....Or not, apparently. The girl narrowed her eyes. She wouldn't let this go, Tibi should know. She was far too curious for her own good.



Oooh speech! Speech meant food. ...Which meant she'll have to eat. Which meant she'll have to put the picture down. Except she couldn't. Uhmmmm....

Something about Tate's speech distracted her from worrying, however. Well, worrying about the picture.

"One of those seats is Little Professor's," she assured those around her. Never fear, he WAS still here. She KNEW.

But also, "He didn't say, 'don't die'...Why didn't he say this?" Her eyes were on Treyen when she asked this, as if she EXPECTED him to know. Sure, it freaked her out when the Headmaster did remind them not to die, it was too weird for him to NOT say it.

Yes! Treyen grinned at Tiberius' comment. "Yup, she let go off dragons once she was offered the spot," again, the boy believed his sister was only waiting on the Wasps to call her and that was the only reason she'd followed a different path from Quidditch in the first place, "Though, if she ever gets tired of Quidditch, which I doubt, she'll have another career waiting for her," which was sort of good, in a way, to have a back up plan. He should contemplate that once he figures out what he wants to do.

Ahhh! That story! Tiberius never finished telling it! But now was not the time to ask for it, given the fact that he also didn't want to comment on the Imperius stuff. "I know," he'll ask the details later, you'll see, when Tiberius least expects it. "He's gone, you know," hopefully, the sixth year will figure out that by 'He' he meant 'Willie'.

Mmmmhmmm. Brielle. His face had that same look from when he thought of Healer Moretti. "Yeah, she was, she stayed with us Hufflepuffs too." They were the awesome ones, and get to have pretty Brielle in their Common Room, and...the winking fellow Nikolai. "Brielle was far nicer than the Durmstrang dude that shared our Common Room," just don't tell Mia he said that.

Haha. He laughed, and then looked at Tiberius, "Tibi-Ty-T." Nod. "It was a way of warming up the nicknames until I ended up calling you 'T'." He'd had it all planned out since day one. Only...it kind of didn't turn out that way.



Er, say what? He smiled, "I know he did, Sir Awesome won," your point? "But I was supporting the pretty Beauxbatons girl from day one." Back when he didn't get along with Fletcher and they had a fight about a book? Yeah, that's why he'd supported her from all the girls.

The Durmstrang ones were kind of scary, and while Monique was alright, he liked Brielle the best. Did Ellie needed a play-by-play?

Seriously? "It will never be an 'off' matter, you're supposed to pick ONE." And he was completely serious about it, don't let the smile fool you.

WHAAAAAT?!

The smile was gone, and he was staring at Ellie.

And blinking.

That's not what his nickname to Tiberius was about! "Er, no." Like, honestly, NO. "He said I could call him 'Tibi', but I didn't like it, so...I kind of started to break the name down...until I found something I liked..," that what all that mattered when it came to Treyen, things he liked, except with Neptune, he'll let that girl get away with everything, and maybe Ellie, "...I was going to end up calling him 'T', out of failing to come up with something better." Like, Sir Awesome.

And then the speech. Treyen had noticed the 'Don't die' was missing from it. And that 'Lord Borr' made an appearance in it.

Little Professor? Mmmhmmm. Yeah, Ellie, we know, there are some empty chairs, though, probably the Ministry ones. "I see Bishop in there," he smiled, he needed to talk to her as soon as possible, "And Mr. Stryker," which was the most important one, right? Wrong. The most important one was..."Healer Moretti, too." Cue smiles.

But...right...the speech part. Treyen shook his head and turned to Ellie, "I think it IS implied, wouldn't you agree?" it was in the 'good year' part, it's pretty much the same.

" RavenClaw is a good house, too" William told Rowan." I like to play Quidditch, play baseball and play American footballl like my dad" William explained to Rowan. I want to learn how to play guitar" William said to Rowan. "What are your interests?"William asked Rowan.

Connor wandered around looking for someone he knew. He felt a little lost and alone and somewhat sad. He sighed softly, hanging his head. Maybe this place was going to be just like New York and Drumstrang and Japan. Maybe they already thought he was weird because he sported the Glam Wrock image. His glittery hair didn't seem so glittery and glamorous right now. He felt rather lonely and just wanted to go home. He sat down at the Ravenclaw table and poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice. He smiled at the blonde haired girl across from him and said "Hello."