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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?"
''I know where it is a third year told me and he said its really far away from the common room and yeah i'm in'' said Luna
Tate waited for the boy to depart before finally standing. Time to deliver the speech and let the poor kiddos have their dinner. He waited a long moment for the room to fall as silent as could be expected before speaking.
"Students! Welcome back to Hogwarts for yet another exciting term. As I'm sure you've seen from the empty seats at this table and the sprinkling of new faces, we have undergone many changes in the staffing for this term. I would like to take a moment to welcome our new staff members, and to let you know that those empty chairs will be filled by Ministry provided staff members who were hand selected by Lord Berty Borr." Lord indeed... the man was meddling in his school, and Tate wasn't sure how he felt about that.
No, he was sure... he didn't like it.
"Those staff members will not be holding office hours at Hogwarts, so I suggest you form study groups if you need additional assistance in those subject areas. My training room from last term is still available for those who want to work on their Defense development, and we will do what is necessary in any areas you may feel necessary. Please be frank with us as the term goes onward." And he expected to hear plenty of complaints, but hey... he could only do so much.
"I'm sure many of you read the Daily Prophet over the summer, and you are probably well aware of the ship currently floating on Black Lake. After extensive magical investigation, I feel fairly confident the ship is free of traps and spells and sturdy enough to be explored. More information will come on that later, but I think we can expect an opportunity to go aboard later in the year." After Max got through with it, of course. Hehe.
"I know it's been a long day, and you're all quite hungry, so let me shut up and sit down and let you get around to stuffing your faces. I wish you all a good meal and a good night to follow, and I hope we have a good year." Free of deaths and all that. Tate clapped his hands and food appeared on each table.
"Eat!"
Hugo listened carefully to the Headmaster's speech. Wow. How great that the teacher for the only subject he needed help with, Ancient Runes, was not there to help him. This was really great. How awesome that a whale would be taking over their DADA classes. How amazing that none of those three teachers were there to assist. Why were they even there then? Hugo was getting a bit ticked off by this speech. Why couldn't the ministy just leave them alone? Sigh.
As he clapped, Hugo sighed again and took some food. Finally he could eat. His plate was full of yummy foods and stuff. Wheyy.
Fee sat there at the Ravenclaw table and suddenly felt eyes on her.Who was that? And why was that person staring at her?!Turning her head the blonde saw a brunette sitting there and smiled."Hi you",she waved.Had the blonde something in her face?Did shre really look that horrible? There had to be a reason why this girl was staring at her.
Unfortunately for Jeanne the blonde girl saw her staring. She and her weird behaviors, oh well, too late to back out now. Jeanne smiled at her and greeted "Hello" shyly. "I'm sorry" referring to her obvious staring at the girl. She should try and be more careful next time about that staring problem. "You're really pretty" it's true, she find the Slytherin blonde pretty.
She shook her head into realizing that the whole thing was just weird. "I'm Jeanne" she started. She didn't want people to think that she was psycho or something like that.
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"How can you not eat cake?" Hugo sighed. What a terrible school. Now think about Durmstrang. They would eat live pigs or something. Hugo shrugged the thought off and focused back to Jeanne. "Well, you're at Hogwarts now so you can do whatever you want," he said and smiled. "Well, not WHATEVER. But I guess this school would be more fun," he nodded. He wouldn't ever want to go to Beauxbatons or Durmstrang. Heavens, no.
Hugo took a gulp form his pumpkin juice and frowned slightly. "Who's Treyen?" He knew the name, from somewhere. But he had no idea who the guy was.
Then he noticed she looked at Fee. He stared with her and leaned on his arm. "Hmm, isn't she pretty?" he said to Jeanne looking at Fee. He sighed. "That would be Fee..."
Ohh yes, cake. "It's somehow fattening." she laughed softly. "Well, Beauxbatons girls love to watch their weight to say the least." she said to Hugo. In a way, Jeanne find that weird as well. All those food served and yet people eat so little. Such a waste in her opinion. "Hogwarts is the best" she agreed with Hugo. You can do a lot of cool stuffs at Hogwarts. You don't need to be prim and proper all the time and you can eat so much cake. "Hooray for cake." she laughed.
"Treyen's a hufflepuff" she searched her eyes around, she could have swore she saw him pass by. AHA! "There he is." Jeanne pointed to Treyen, who was next to some people in the Ravenclaws table. He's pretty much popular, i guess.
Caroline looked around for someone she knew. Then noticing that a girl that looked her age addressed her. Oh she was a sixth year as well. She smiled at the girl named Ellie. She wondered if she was a new sixth year. "Hey, I'm Caroline Scott. I'm a sixth year as well." She was sure that she hadn't seen her around before but she really didn't know that many Ravenclaws.
"Nice to meet you," She said politely, smiling at her. "I'm sort of new, so do you have any tips on going to Hogwarts, like teachers to avoid, or such. I don't really know much," She admitted, feeling kind of dumb.
Ellie didn't pay much attention to when she was told about Hogwarts, more in denial then not wanting to know. She usually loved learning, especially about magic.
Eyes shining with amusement, Ivory smiled. She could totally imagine the scene. Tibi at school shielding his face with his book back trying to look for all the world like he wasn't the "Tibiiii" that was being called back for owl treats.
Interested to see what he thought of Beauxbatons, she tilted her face slightly to listen only to suddenly feel her smile falter slightly.
Suddenly she was remembering a few weeks before, standing on the witness stand, the light blaring as she was interrogated. The moment when she was made to divulge details she hadn't talked about for all those years. Her throat dry for a minute she swallowed, composing her face into a pleasantly curious mask.
She'd moved past it all, she really had. Honest. It hadn't come up for years! It was only because she'd just recently had to retell it all, minute detail by minute detail, that she was even effected at all. She'd even drank the tiniest amount of butterbeer last week. Not from a bottle of course, but in a cup. That was progress considering she used to not be able to even look at a bottle without getting queasy. But no! She was past this! She could sit here and listen and nod and participate in the conversation and not give away anything. That was the plan.
SPOILER!!: Tibi saving the dinner conversation :)
Whew.
Now she didn't even have to participate. Topic avoided and onto better topics. Alright so maybe she was the tiniest bit of a coward but she'd deal with that fact some other day. For the time being the speech was said, the food had appeared and it was chow time.
Hearing their combined laughter, Ivory felt her grin pick up in a one dimpled smile glad their senses of humor meshed.
Her head tilted to the side slightly, hair falling lightly over one eye as she looked at him in disbelief. "You live in Miami!?" Talk about coincidences. "But that's like a stone's throw away." Not literally, but closer than across the country. So perhaps a stone's speeding Hail Mary away? "I live in Fort Lauderdale," she explained eyes alight. "Well on the outskirts...sort of near the Everglades." But still in the same state, imagine that. What a small world.
Changing gears slightly to answer his question, she gave a small nod. "Very much so. Originally, my parents wanted me to play the piano but after a year of that I realized I just did not have wide enough hands." Almost to prove her point she lifted up a slim hand. "Of course, that was back when I was 9 so I'm sure that's probably not the case now." she admitted with a small laugh.
Realizing he was calling her bluff, Ivory grinned cheekily. Darn it, he'd caught the loophole. Very astute of him to make it a condition to not blame the actual sound on him. Giving a sigh of gigantic proportions as if it was a great sacrifice to entertain him, she gave a short nod sticking out her hand. "Alright, deal."
Tiberius looked to Ivory as the moment of questioning about the Imperius passed. He offered an apologetic glance and "shrugged" but only in his facial expression. He hoped he hadn't dragged up anything for her.
He weighed the possibility of talking to her about it. It could be incredibly helpful for him... but possibily traumatic for her.
He decided to say nothing.
SPOILER!!: Ellie
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"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.
SPOILER!!: *shifty*
Insert Tate's speech here.
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.
Shaken from his thoughts by Ellie's question, he looked to her and smiled, hazel eyes bright. "Love it. Played for the House team my second year and then again at Beauxbatons." No need to mention the position, though. People had made far too big a deal of it. "I had the Prophet delivered to school, but actually reading it to keep upon my team proved a bit difficult. I'm a little out of the pro-quidditch loop at this point."
It was a good thing that Tate hadn't speechified yet, because if Tiberius' mouth had been full of food or drink, he would have choked on it. Tightie Whities?
SPOILER!!: Treyen
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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.
He let Treyen handle the nickname bit, as he began breathing again, his cheeks a little flushed. All that business about Kaika was sort of lost in that.
Blinking, her turned to listen to the speech. Borr. No. No no no "No, no, no, no, no, no," he muttered to himself. Tate didn't say it, but Tiberius had this feeling that no way would Borr appoint others and not take it upon himself to 'enlighten' the students. "That man in a festering, idiotic excuse for a wizard," he continued to mutter, placing his head in his hands. He didn't even care that there was food now in front of him. Borr was an appetite ruiner.
And as for the 'don't die'... Tiberius wondered if Tate was getting lax.
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Close your eyes
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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.
This was not fun at all. It felt really awkward too. Was this what everything was going to be like for their last year? Really? Finn needed to talk to Jim anyway. Tell him things. But right now....Spike didn't look very happy. It was probably because Finn and Jim weren't talking.
"It's not a surprise Spike..." The older boy sighed, smiling at him. If it was a surprise it was a very bad one. Should he tell Spike? He didn't know. The boy was bound to have figured that something was very wrong. "Me and Jim....have fallen out." That was an understatement really. It was a major falling out. Finlay didn't even know if they were ever going to get better. Maybe his and Jimmy's lifelong friendship was over for good.
It felt weird too. To be so close to Jimmy yet feeling so far. Finlay decided that he better talk to someone else. Otherwise he really was going to pine for Jimmy far too much. Oooh. Sophie was here. "Hey Soph..." He smiled at the gryffindor prefect. Now...what was she doing over here?
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It's the end of the show. Of the historemix. We switched up the flow. And we changed the prefix
But we want to say. Before we drop the curtain. Nothing is for sure. Nothing is for certain
"Nice to meet you," She said politely, smiling at her. "I'm sort of new, so do you have any tips on going to Hogwarts, like teachers to avoid, or such. I don't really know much," She admitted, feeling kind of dumb.
Ellie didn't pay much attention to when she was told about Hogwarts, more in denial then not wanting to know. She usually loved learning, especially about magic.
Caroline smiled. Oh so she was new-ish, okay that made since. "I dont know really, all of the teachers are great, just treat them with respect, call them professor, or sir or madam." She laughed. "Watch out for the giant squid in the lake." She took sip of pumpkin juice. "Other than that just have fun here. Where we're you before you came here?"
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."
Fee sat at the ravenclaw table and drank her punmpkin juice.Glitter,how she loooved that.There was nothing better,seriously.And finally the food had arrived to.Yaaay,for that.The third year was really hungry and got herself some noodles and salad.Yummy.The food was just one of all the great things about Hogwarts the blone loved.As she was about to get some noodles on her fork,she heard a voice addressing her.Ohhh."Hey you",she smiled friendly,"i am Feenella."Finally she wasnt alone anymore.Lovely.
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Unfortunately for Jeanne the blonde girl saw her staring. She and her weird behaviors, oh well, too late to back out now. Jeanne smiled at her and greeted "Hello" shyly. "I'm sorry" referring to her obvious staring at the girl. She should try and be more careful next time about that staring problem. "You're really pretty" it's true, she find the Slytherin blonde pretty.
She shook her head into realizing that the whole thing was just weird. "I'm Jeanne" she started. She didn't want people to think that she was psycho or something like that.
Fee smiled friendly at the girl.She seemed to be a little bit shy,but no problem the blonde would fix that."Hey there",the third year said.Oh the girl was sorry?Why was she sorry?Mhh..."Dont worry everything is fine",the Slytherin beamed.It was cool to meet knew people,no matter how actually.Hehe.Awwww,did thet brunette just call her pretty?That was soooo nice."Thank you",the girl blushed a little,"you are really pretty too."there was something special about this Ravenclaw girl.
Taking a sip of her pumpking juice the blonde looked at the girl opposite her."Jeanne?Thats a really pretty name",the girl nodded,"i am Feenella."This Jeanne girl seemed to be pretty nice actually.
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Lexi looked at him all pitiful like when he touched her face... tears sprung up and she looked away for a moment to collect herself. Clearing her throat and scrubbing a hand across her face she looked back at him and smiled that everything is okay, but not really, but we'll talk later smile. Yeah THAT one.
Rolling her eyes she said, "Yes and he and I were since he was the one I told about the house to begin with. I think we can have some epic parties there. I may even more there... you know, during holidays until I graduate and all. I can't live in that flat with Dylan anymore... or in Oxfordshire." She gave a little SHUDDER at the thought of remaining with Dylan... or in Oxfordshire. It was like TORTURE.
"I can't understand WHY he has monkey fear... Rufus is the sweetest thing in the whole world. He gives me little monkey hugs and kisses and sleeps in my bed at night. Sweetest. Thing. Ever." FACT!
Yeah they would. Jim nodded just once and then went right on back to his own personal version of acting like everything was just FIIIIINE. Because.. well... thats what he'd been doing for the past few months and getting good at it now too.
"Well you can count on me to show up." Grin.
"I know. Its very interesting. I wonder if its a condition or something? A phobia maybe?" He turned to look at Ivan all critically as if he were a healer eyeing up a perplexing case.
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Ivan turned away from Dora to look at James with a frown. "I do not fear the monkey." He just didn't particularly like monkey hair on his jackets and what not. The Lexi joined in and he rolled his eyes. "Hey now I dealt with that stupid pink puff thing of yours didn't I so let me keep my dislike for furry things." Though Dora had a few and his eyes went back over to her.
"All our parties are epic," he said glancing at Lexi and seeing the tears. Glancing at the Slytherin table he grabbed another fork and started spinning it relentlessly. He glanced at James who seemed to be ignoring Finn and sighed. Him and Lexi were good now and yet Finn and James were fighting. Go figure.
"Denial." Jim commented in an aside. "Thats the first sign of the Monkey!fear." He waggled his eyebrows and then cracked up laughing, mind in the gutter from Ivan's next statement.
"Naturally." He agreed and since there was more food than just bread out now, Jim piled his plate HIGH and tucked in.
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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.
"Well. Lets just say most of what I got up to, you're too young to know about in any detail, yeah?" Jim clarified and ate some potato, offering Spike a cheerful wink.
"A den? What kind? I used to like building snow forts. Built them every Christmas at home, and one year I made an entire warren of 'em. He nodded along absently as Spike went on, Jimmy's mind more on the food he was chowing on. "You never did see the bruises I got from that game, did you?" His. Entire. Body. It had been gnarly.
... what?
Broom?
Jimmy had no clue what Spike was about. He shot another wary look at Finlay.
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SPOILER!!: meow.
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*
.... High maintenance, Jim decided. He shot this one a friendly grin and then refilled his plate.
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This was not fun at all. It felt really awkward too. Was this what everything was going to be like for their last year? Really? Finn needed to talk to Jim anyway. Tell him things. But right now....Spike didn't look very happy. It was probably because Finn and Jim weren't talking.
"It's not a surprise Spike..." The older boy sighed, smiling at him. If it was a surprise it was a very bad one. Should he tell Spike? He didn't know. The boy was bound to have figured that something was very wrong. "Me and Jim....have fallen out." That was an understatement really. It was a major falling out. Finlay didn't even know if they were ever going to get better. Maybe his and Jimmy's lifelong friendship was over for good.
It felt weird too. To be so close to Jimmy yet feeling so far. Finlay decided that he better talk to someone else. Otherwise he really was going to pine for Jimmy far too much. Oooh. Sophie was here. "Hey Soph..." He smiled at the gryffindor prefect. Now...what was she doing over here?
James narrowed his eyes and quite deliberately angled himself away from Finlay.
Falling out. Falling out.
No. YOU sir, Mr Carmicheal, have been written the hell off.
He focused all his attention on Lexi and Ivan, and on his food too of course.
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Serena sat down at the table. She was in Ravenclaw! She felt slightly nervous. She wondered how many of her friends were sorted into Ravenclaw. If not, maybe she could make some new friends. ""Hi!" She said to a friendly looking girl sitting nearby. "D'you want some Chocolate Frogs, I've still got some left since the train journey."
While still in La La Land, a girl who appeared to be sitting beside her was talking to her. She must be a firstie... Oh, Chocolate Frog? Yeah, she heard about that candy from her dad. "Sure, I didn't get to try it during the journey... I'm Hayley by the 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.
Mhm. Right.
Noooo. "I could never pick ONE, Treyen. There's NOTHING wrong with having three favorite teams." And they were her favorite in three different ways. So, if only Treyen asked for SPECIFICS, he might be happy with her answer. BUT he didn't.
Giggle. "And you say I have bad nicknames?" Ellie had the BEST nicknames. Whatever. Tibi must be glad he wasn't associated to undies, at least.
She turned her head to look up at the Professors... Yeah, she saw them TOO. So they obviously weren't the 'empty chairs' Tate referred to. "Just saying that the empty chairs aren't ALL Ministry people." And that Little Professor WOULD be here and that they all didn't have to worry he'd left them.
...And there he was. BEAM. Ellie glanced at the picture in her hands. She would have to go bother him soon. Unless she was planning on starving tonight. Which she wasn't.
"I think it's implied the day you're born. That didn't stop him from saying it before." That was part of LIVING, right? To not DIE?
SPOILER!!: Tiberius
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Shaken from his thoughts by Ellie's question, he looked to her and smiled, hazel eyes bright. "Love it. Played for the House team my second year and then again at Beauxbatons." No need to mention the position, though. People had made far too big a deal of it. "I had the Prophet delivered to school, but actually reading it to keep upon my team proved a bit difficult. I'm a little out of the pro-quidditch loop at this point."
It was a good thing that Tate hadn't speechified yet, because if Tiberius' mouth had been full of food or drink, he would have choked on it. Tightie Whities?
Blinking, her turned to listen to the speech. Borr. No. No no no "No, no, no, no, no, no," he muttered to himself. Tate didn't say it, but Tiberius had this feeling that no way would Borr appoint others and not take it upon himself to 'enlighten' the students. "That man in a festering, idiotic excuse for a wizard," he continued to mutter, placing his head in his hands. He didn't even care that there was food now in front of him. Borr was an appetite ruiner.
And as for the 'don't die'... Tiberius wondered if Tate was getting lax.
OOOh yay! Quidditch was a NO FAIL topic. EVERYONE had something to say about it. Good, as most and those that Ellie liked tended to. And bad, like that Conan kid she'd met...Meh.
"You played here?" Mostly it was the part that he played at all that was important. "So, you're going to try out again, right?" Of course he was.
A festering what? That sounded icky. "Who is?"Ellie was going to stay away from anything or anyone who was festering.
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While still in La La Land, a girl who appeared to be sitting beside her was talking to her. She must be a firstie... Oh, Chocolate Frog? Yeah, she heard about that candy from her dad. "Sure, I didn't get to try it during the journey... I'm Hayley by the way."
Serena handed over a couple of Chocolate frogs. "I'm Serena" She informed Hayley "I'm glad I'm in Ravenclaw, the hat was deciding between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and despite all the teachers saying Hufflepuff us OK, I'd still rather be in Ravenclaw. Did you want to be in Ravenclaw?" Serena asked.
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Mhm. Right.
Noooo. "I could never pick ONE, Treyen. There's NOTHING wrong with having three favorite teams." And they were her favorite in three different ways. So, if only Treyen asked for SPECIFICS, he might be happy with her answer. BUT he didn't.
Giggle. "And you say I have bad nicknames?" Ellie had the BEST nicknames. Whatever. Tibi must be glad he wasn't associated to undies, at least.
She turned her head to look up at the Professors... Yeah, she saw them TOO. So they obviously weren't the 'empty chairs' Tate referred to. "Just saying that the empty chairs aren't ALL Ministry people." And that Little Professor WOULD be here and that they all didn't have to worry he'd left them.
...And there he was. BEAM. Ellie glanced at the picture in her hands. She would have to go bother him soon. Unless she was planning on starving tonight. Which she wasn't.
"I think it's implied the day you're born. That didn't stop him from saying it before." That was part of LIVING, right? To not DIE?
OOOh yay! Quidditch was a NO FAIL topic. EVERYONE had something to say about it. Good, as most and those that Ellie liked tended to. And bad, like that Conan kid she'd met...Meh.
"You played here?" Mostly it was the part that he played at all that was important. "So, you're going to try out again, right?" Of course he was.
A festering what? That sounded icky. "Who is?"Ellie was going to stay away from anything or anyone who was festering.
Huh, wha? Tiberius looked up, realizing he'd been speaking aloud. "Lord Borr," he groaned, emphasizing rather sarcastically the honorific. "He taught a class here my first year. Absolutely horrifying. And I don't doubt, if he's picked the Ministry replacements, that he's one of them, the pompous, self-important, odorous windbag."
Tiberius slumped, disheartened, on the table, arms covering his empty plate. This was not boding well for his return.
Choosing to think of nicer things, he answered her quidditch question. "Yeah, I played here for a term. Ended up in the Hospital Wing halfway through each match," he chuckled lightly. He'd come a long way from terrified of brooms to casual quidditch player. "Not sure if I'm going to try out this year, though," he added. "How'd we do last term?"
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Giving a little wince, Ivory looked over at the rowdier students crossing her fingers. "Lets hope talking about it doesn't jinx it. It'd be great for everyone to get through this positive."
Aw a stomach ache and homesickness. She remembered her first time in the Great Hall vividly. If she recalled her stomach ache was because of her homesickness. Why, to be completely honest she had a bit of one now but that was most likely attributed to having not eaten today. When was the feast going to appear, anyways?
An amused look on her face, Ivory turned slightly to see if she could spot her fellow prefect from here. "A roar, really?" Thinking back now, her eyes widened in realization. "Wait, that was him?" Giggling, she leaned forward crossing her ankles under the table. "I thought someone had brought one of the "GO Gryffindor" lion hats." With a rueful shake of her head, she grinned. "I'm not going to lie that roar was quite impressive."
Giving a laugh at a sudden thought, she continued. "It's a shame eagles don't have any distinctive call. I'm sure if I suddenly squawked or gave a bird call everyone would give at me "crazy girl" looks."
Sophie caught wind of something that a passing Slytherin student said to his mate. Sighing and turning to Ivy she said "Too late. Legend has already lost 15 points up at the staff table. I heard some snakes talk about it. I don't know for what but we couldn't jinx it even if we tried." It was expected but the the lioness prefect still grumbled a bit. If only her house could make it through a feast without landing in the negatives.
Her stomach gave another loud grumble which made Sophie once again look up at the staff table. Was Headmaster Tate making them hungry on purpose before he gave his speech? At the moment she was hungry enough to eat anything in sight. Sophie grimaced as Ivy finally made the connection. "Yes, that was all him. No magic." Her grimace turned into a giggle as the lioness mumbled "If only it had been one of those house pride lion hats. I think the first years would've taken that better than him roaring. If they have nightmares tonight we know who the culprit is."
Sophie shot Ivy a warm smile. "They wouldn't give you "crazy girl" looks your their house prefect. They want to be on your good side. Maybe you can look up how a raven sounds and then try to mimic it in the common room in front of a select few house mates and see if they like it?" the lioness didn't know what else to suggest it was easier with a lion since everybody could roar one way or the other.
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It felt weird too. To be so close to Jimmy yet feeling so far. Finlay decided that he better talk to someone else. Otherwise he really was going to pine for Jimmy far too much. Oooh. Sophie was here. "Hey Soph..." He smiled at the gryffindor prefect. Now...what was she doing over here?
Hearing her name being called out Sophie looked around for the source. It was Finlay the very handsome Head boy. "Hey back Finny handsome! Mind if I eat dinner here with you claws?" Had she just said what she thought she had said out loud? Unfortuntatley yes hopefully Finlay wouldn't laugh too hard. Sophie really thought he was one of the most handsome boys at Hogwarts.
Just then Headmaster Tate stood up to give his speech and like on a given signal the whole great hall became silent. When he was finished and food appeared on the table in front of her Sophie blurted out confused to both Ivy and Finlay "Why didn't headmaster Tate say 'try not to die' like he always does in his speeches? Could something be wrong already?" If that was the case then surely all the prefects would've been briefed about it on the train, right?
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Hearing her name being called out Sophie looked around for the source. It was Finlay the very handsome Head boy. "Hey back Finny handsome! Mind if I eat dinner here with you claws?" Had she just said what she thought she had said out loud? Unfortuntatley yes hopefully Finlay wouldn't laugh too hard. Sophie really thought he was one of the most handsome boys at Hogwarts.
Just then Headmaster Tate stood up to give his speech and like on a given signal the whole great hall became silent. When he was finished and food appeared on the table in front of her Sophie blurted out confused to both Ivy and Finlay "Why didn't headmaster Tate say 'try not to die' like he always does in his speeches? Could something be wrong already?" If that was the case then surely all the prefects would've been briefed about it on the train, right?
Finlay smiled, feeling a little more comfortable with Sophie here. It was weird, but he felt more at ease with her around, and she wasn't even in his house. And...did she just call him handsome? Finlay smirked at her. Well, that certainly made him feel better after certain events. "I'm sure you joining us for dinner will make my evening much more enjoyable." He smiled at her. He didn't mind her being here. Not at all.
"Ermm...." Finlay glanced back up at the staff table, trying to see Tate's expression. "I'm sure he would've mentioned something to us if there was something wrong...." He mused, as he put some chips onto his plate. Such a boy, always thinking about Food. "But....Lord Borr is teaching! Isn't he like the minister of magic too?" Which was really weird. Shouldn't he be looking at the ministry instead of the school...?
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Knox raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips twitching in amusement. Oh, he understood that look and had a vague idea of what was running through Finn's mind right now. Naughty, naughty Headboy! "Beauxbaton's was nice," he said dreamily, sipping at his pumpkin juice.
It sucked though, that there didn't seem to be a way of switching houses. He was totally going to give that colour-changing charm a try if the dungeons turned out to be unbearable.. which c'mon they probably were. Dungeons. That's where they kept that bad guys in fairytales.. they were meant to be gross!
"So, is it totally awesome being the Headboy?" He asked, sneaking a glance at Finn. He expected it was.
Hunger wasn't something Marie demonstrated so easly. She didn't eat much, anyways. It was not her thing to even think about the delicious food that had been presented in front of the whole school, all set up on the tables and ready to be devoured. And just when she was about to take the first piece of chiken into her hands while serving those mashed potatoes, she heard a familiar voice...
Knox. The curious guy she'd met in Diagon Alley. She turned around and glanced to where his voice was coming from.
And she waved. Not sure why, but she did...Although, noticing what she had just done, she just went back to her business and finished serving her plate with food so she could go to bed immediately after arriving to their common room.
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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?
"Oh, thank you thank you thank you!" Louisa said excitedly and gave Vashti a quick hug. Again, forgetting quickly about her irritation regarding the DADA matter.. which came up again. Louisa sighed and thought about what her friend just said. "Well, it wouldn't be a piece of cake.." She admitted looking down at her hands resting on her lap, "..but I can't just see Kitty lying in her basket and everybody back home blaming me about it and do nothing! It's not fair." She looked up at Vashti and had her sad victim-like face on. "At least, I can try again. We didn’t find him that week.. maybe he's already dead! He must've had a lot of enemies." She tried to think 'realistically' as ordered before and that was the closest thing to an almost thirteen year old.
"I will work harder on classes this term.[/b]" She nodded smiling confidently. "I want us to win the house cup this year." She looked over at the staff table and saw the headmaster about to give his speech. She turned around and was eager to know what's new this year.
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Louisa gave her friend many curious and wondering looks during the headmaster's speech but didn't speak. There were many things that didn't make much sense to her. Once the tables were fills with food and the very first thing any rational person like Louisa would do…was to start asking questions. "Lord Berty Borr? Isn't that the new minister?" She addressed Vashti. "And.. who names a kid Berty?" She added grinning. It was a funny name. Snicker! "I liked the group study thing. I think I study better with those." Her eyes rested on the pudding nearby and her stomach shouted 'HELLO!'.
"Anyways, the ship's safe from what he said." She said half-standing and grabbing the pudding over to her side. "And they'll let us explore it? That. Is. Fantastic." She said starting on the pudding. She had her mind diverted now between two equally important things: The ship and the pudding. Her spirit needed the first and her body needed the latter.
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Hunger wasn't something Marie demonstrated so easly. She didn't eat much, anyways. It was not her thing to even think about the delicious food that had been presented in front of the whole school, all set up on the tables and ready to be devoured. And just when she was about to take the first piece of chiken into her hands while serving those mashed potatoes, she heard a familiar voice...
Knox. The curious guy she'd met in Diagon Alley. She turned around and glanced to where his voice was coming from.
And she waved. Not sure why, but she did...Although, noticing what she had just done, she just went back to her business and finished serving her plate with food so she could go to bed immediately after arriving to their common room.
Finn was chatting to all his friends.. talk about professors and whatnot from what he could hear. BOR-ING. Surely they'd get enough of that talk during lessons, he didn't want to be hearing it while eating his dinner! No thank you!
Knox's attention wandered elsewhere and he absent-mindely piled a few carrots onto his plate...
... when he caught something in the corner of his eye and looked up.
"Marie!" He squealed exclaimed, waving enthusiastically in her direction. Someone he actually knew! Well, okay.. maybe he didn't really know her.. but he knew her name at least! Ignoring his plate full of carrots, Knox shuffled down the bench towards her with a grin.
"How long have you been here? I didn't see you on the train.. have you tried the pumpkin juice? Did you get sorted into the blue house?" He stopped to breathe and looked at her expectantly before remembering that thing she'd told him about talking..
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Finlay smiled, feeling a little more comfortable with Sophie here. It was weird, but he felt more at ease with her around, and she wasn't even in his house. And...did she just call him handsome? Finlay smirked at her. Well, that certainly made him feel better after certain events. "I'm sure you joining us for dinner will make my evening much more enjoyable." He smiled at her. He didn't mind her being here. Not at all.
"Ermm...." Finlay glanced back up at the staff table, trying to see Tate's expression. "I'm sure he would've mentioned something to us if there was something wrong...." He mused, as he put some chips onto his plate. Such a boy, always thinking about Food. "But....Lord Borr is teaching! Isn't he like the minister of magic too?" Which was really weird. Shouldn't he be looking at the ministry instead of the school...?
Sophie had to take a moment and go over in her head what Finny just said before she replied with a beam. "That's settled then. I'm staying for dinner to keep you company. I don't want you to be unhappy." She shot a glance over at the Gryffindor table but Patroclus wasn't signalling a crisis so Sophie settled in her seat more comfortably and started to help herself to the potatoes and meatballs and an assortment of other foods. At the feast she couldn't stop herself from trying a small piece of everything. It was like that every year.
Pushing a meatball into her mouth she listened to Finny's musing about the headmaster Tate's speech. "I'm sure you are right, but I don't like it when he leaves out the most important bit of the whole speech it unnerves me and I don't like having to worry about something when I don't know if I should worry in the first place. Ermm." Drinking some pumpkin juice she wondered if Finny got any of what she just said. Her logic reasoning was a bit off sometimes. At the mention of Lord Borr Sophie made a big grimace and shivered slightly "Don't mention that man! Why couldn't we be taught by Professor Truebridge or someone? It would've been safer and less dramatic." Sigh, didn't Lord Borr have a whole ministry to run anyway?
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Sophie had to take a moment and go over in her head what Finny just said before she replied with a beam. "That's settled then. I'm staying for dinner to keep you company. I don't want you to be unhappy." She shot a glance over at the Gryffindor table but Patroclus wasn't signalling a crisis so Sophie settled in her seat more comfortably and started to help herself to the potatoes and meatballs and an assortment of other foods. At the feast she couldn't stop herself from trying a small piece of everything. It was like that every year.
Pushing a meatball into her mouth she listened to Finny's musing about the headmaster Tate's speech. "I'm sure you are right, but I don't like it when he leaves out the most important bit of the whole speech it unnerves me and I don't like having to worry about something when I don't know if I should worry in the first place. Ermm." Drinking some pumpkin juice she wondered if Finny got any of what she just said. Her logic reasoning was a bit off sometimes. At the mention of Lord Borr Sophie made a big grimace and shivered slightly "Don't mention that man! Why couldn't we be taught by Professor Truebridge or someone? It would've been safer and less dramatic." Sigh, didn't Lord Borr have a whole ministry to run anyway?
"Oh...." Finlay frowned for a few seconds, and he picked up his goblet and took a sip of the pumpkin juice. "I'd be very unhappy if you left." Yup. He would indeed. She was very pretty, and they needed some pretty people around her. "I just hope your gryffindors are behaving..." Because well she was over here and not on her table, so he was hoping they were behaving. But he could always go over with her if they weren't and be a scary headboy. That would be amusing.
She had said what? Finlay kind of stared at her, the chip on his fork half way between his mouth, and his plate. He hadn't got a word of that at all. He really needed to start paying more attention to people. Really. Finlay Carmicheal clean your ears out. "Umm...I didn't hear a word of that Sophie." Not at all. But please don't babble it all out again. Because it would probably just confuse him all over again, and he really did not like being confused. But she'd moved on, so that was okay. It seemed that she really didn't like Lord Borr that much. "Well...you never know really do you...." The year was going to eventful that was very clear.
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''I know where it is a third year told me and he said its really far away from the common room and yeah i'm in'' said Luna
"Luna," said Rachel cheerfull, she loved as learning was her most favourite thing in the world(almost), "Have you met anybody else here? I've met some people from Hufflepuff and one or two from Griffindor, they are really nice."
Fee sat at the ravenclaw table and drank her punmpkin juice.Glitter,how she loooved that.There was nothing better,seriously.And finally the food had arrived to.Yaaay,for that.The third year was really hungry and got herself some noodles and salad.Yummy.The food was just one of all the great things about Hogwarts the blone loved.As she was about to get some noodles on her fork,she heard a voice addressing her.Ohhh."Hey you",she smiled friendly,"i am Feenella."Finally she wasnt alone anymore.Lovely.
Connor reached for the salad and added a little honey mustard dressing. He smiled and addressed the girl. "Hello Feenella." Her name sounded a little funny in his Scottish brogue. "Me name is Connor." He smiled and bowed his head, the candlelight flickered in his glittery hair. "It's nice to finally meet you, my cousin Will talks of you all the time." His eyes sparkled and smiled. He took a sip of his pumpkin juice and waited for her to respond.
Fee smiled friendly at the girl.She seemed to be a little bit shy,but no problem the blonde would fix that."Hey there",the third year said.Oh the girl was sorry?Why was she sorry?Mhh..."Dont worry everything is fine",the Slytherin beamed.It was cool to meet knew people,no matter how actually.Hehe.Awwww,did thet brunette just call her pretty?That was soooo nice."Thank you",the girl blushed a little,"you are really pretty too."there was something special about this Ravenclaw girl.
Taking a sip of her pumpking juice the blonde looked at the girl opposite her."Jeanne?Thats a really pretty name",the girl nodded,"i am Feenella."This Jeanne girl seemed to be pretty nice actually.
Jeanne felt so much relief that the Slytherin girl didn't go psycho on her. She's very nice and pretty too. Jeanne nodded and thought why she became such a dork. Was it because she's new at Hogwarts? Or was it because she forgot what it's like to make friends? "Thank you" she beamed when the girl suddenly complimented her. She really felt flaterred about it.
Jeanne took a bite from her pie and took a sip from her drink, deciding that she would love to have seconds. "My mom loves French names" well Jeanne did come from the French origin and she was a transferee in Beauxbatons. Ahhh, Feenella "Such a unique name" Jeanne said "I like it" indeed her name is very unique. Jeanne wondered what it means and how did her parents name her that. Was it a combination of both name, perhaps?
"Luna," said Rachel cheerfull, she loved as learning was her most favourite thing in the world(almost), "Have you met anybody else here? I've met some people from Hufflepuff and one or two from Griffindor, they are really nice."
''Yes I met a few people Rachel mostly Ravenclaw some Griffindors a few Hufflepuff and some Slythrins'' said Luna ''I wonder if we get to meet them often'' said Luna ''It would be a shame if you didnt see some of your friends''said Luna thoughtfully
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