Tommy grinned and sat back down the worst of it was off and it wouldn't be long before they were sent to the common room "your welcome" he replied back to her, Tommy decided to help himself to a chocolate cake this time and he started to tuck into it, "i reckon the common room will be green and silver" he chuckled Tommy could be so cheeky when he wanted to be "seriously i don't know dad told me what it used to look like when he was here it sounded gorgeous"

"The best house?" She repeated. As opposed to Hufflepuff??! The third year coughed shortly and looked away lazily at the other Slytherin students across the table. However she looked back towards Samira when she explained what it was to be a Slytherin. Okay, her reasons sounded pretty positive and fitted her quite well, but that wasn't the complete perception she got from the house, "I was under the impression that this was the 'mean' house." A place where all the bad seeds were put.

"I take it you enjoy Hogwarts, then. I am kinda excited... but I really wanted to be in Hufflepuff... or Gryffindor... or.." Ravenclaw. She decided not to say the last one, because these Slytherins may attack her for lacking in sooo much Snake pride. Rozan coughed shortly again. It was her symbol for when things got a little awkward.

Evan smiled at her. This was the first time they were sitting together in the opening feast ever. Yes, they had been together in a feast before, and only ONE feast ever, but it had been the closing feast, a sad one. Now they were ready to START a whole new term together... and it excited him.

"You figured all right, then," he said, grinning. He wondered if she was still down about his denial of a contract offer, but decided not to bring it up again. He didn't want to burden her with anything... Thus, after a moment's pause, he asked "Which classes will you be taking?" It would be great to see her at classes as well.

Hearing the scoff, Evan rolled his eyes. If she thought she could do BETTER than him, she should have spoken instead of leaving the new people to wonder who was who. At least he had made himself known now. Hmpf.

Nodding confidentally at her question that obviously expected an unsure answer, it was his turn to scoff this time. So she was so AH-MAZING that she was the both? Well, he didn't buy it.

"Still, though, you are more of a Head Girl. And I AM the prefect." Got any problems? Good. Jealous, maybe? Nope, never. He was already better than her.

After clarifying that HE was THE prefect, Evan turned to the new people again. Caught off at the bow, he hesitated for a moment and the outcome was an awkward head movement that made no sense at all. Yeeah... This was people's prefect. In an attempt to cover his mistake, he quickly said "Nice to meet you too." Bis--what? Do not adress her with her name... You are 'YOU' now... girl... Blushing at the statement, he said "Well, kind of?" He wasn't going to deny it, of course. Only a little show of modesty, and it was all fine. Hehe.

Great, at least Sierra was talking to him. Answering her smile with his own, he only nodded her reply. There was nothing to comment on that answer, was there? Distracted with the people talking around for a moment, he turned to her, surprised.

"Oh, mine?" He would bet HIS summer was much more full of surprises than hers. His summer could even be the busiest... and definitely the most dangerous.

"Mine was full of surprises as well. But... most of them, at least, turned out to be pretty." At that his eyes travelled to the Gryffindor table to find Sophie. That was the only bad outcome of his summer. The rest had been somehow nice.

Sorry? Why was she even apologising? Frowning, Evan muttered "It's OK, no need to be sorry..." Seriously... Don't apologise unless you've done something really wrong.

Aww, how nice. Family tradition. Evan grinned. It was good to know the new kids' families had also been in Slytherin; the new ones knew the value of that snake crest as well, and usually behaved accordingly.

"Great that you like here," he said, nodding. "Is he a seventh year or something?" ...why studying so hard? Study enough, and do the best you can.

Ronnie couldn't believe what she had done. "I didn't mean to." She cried looking at the site of the poor girl. "What a way to make a first impression." Ronnie sighed again realizing that she didn't even say what her name was yet.

"I'm Ronnie.....again, I'm sorry." She sighed thinking it they probally just wanted her to leave after she spilled food every where.

Mina had to admit, it was rather strange to be looking at her own house table and not seating at it, but she wanted to sit with Evan. It was the start of their term back together and it was rather fitting. It only made sense to gravitate to those that you were comfortable with after all. She could catch up with her friends in their common room anyway.

"Well, you know how I do enjoy being right," she teased with a small wink. All the concern over what was said on the train was now draining from her. She wanted to focus on them being together at the moment now. "I have a lot to catch up on, so I'm sure I'll be taking as many as I can." She was rather the overachiever and she knew that she would be probably in all the classes.

Iris looked at the younger student, "Oh... well that's okay, they were fantastic!" The Head Girl grinned. "May I?" She asked, reaching out for the box of cookies.

They look AWESOME. They taste even better. They were cookies made of WIN.

Omnomnomnom. Nice, awesome, fantastic cookies....

Iris's attention was dragged away from Kurumi and her cookies when she saw a familiar blondey make his way into the Great Hall.

JIMBO!!

Finally! One of three best friends have ARRIVED. But... Jimbo looked terrible. Sad and miserable. That wasn't good. Iris didn't like seeing her friends look like that.

Taking a couple of Kurumi's cookies, Iris smiled at the girl and made a beeline for the boy. The blonde girl ruffled Jimbo's hair as she sat down next to him, Iris smiled at him. He looked more miserable up close than he did from a distance. Iris frowned. Then, looking down at the two cookies in her hand Iris offered one of them to her best friend, with a small smile too.

-- -- -- -- --

The Head Girl eyed this new kid. "You think it's confusing? ... Well, you'll get used to it all soon enough." She nodded, and fiddled with the fork in front of her. "Though, I'll tell you this... You've landed yourself into Hogwarts' best House. So, welcome to Slytherin." Iris hoped the girl didn't question that statement. Iris didn't need to back it up with evidence, but she would if she needed to. "I'm Iris, by the way. Prefect and Head Girl."

-- -- -- -- --

"Of course! Where HAVE you been to not know about these when I do! ... Unless they were all from before you started at Hogwarts. Which is unlikely. But possible. Iris, shut up rambling." Iris grinned and rolled her eyes. The boy needed to get out of the library some more.

Iris nodded. "Well, I'm supposing he might. Which is why I don't want to be close by!" Hehehe. But in all seriousness, Iris was not looking forward to DADA this term. "Yes. Appropriately placed too, it seems."

Iris grinned, and looked down at the table for a moment. "Well... I suppose so." Hehe.

As Fee asked how long her and Aaron had been together, Iris shook her head. "No, no... It's fine to ask. It's not like it's something personal. Ahh. Geez. Lemme think..." The blonde started to count on her fingers, as if filing through her memories. "Well... Everything started out in our second year, on my birthday. The romance, I mean. But we didn't become a 'proper' couple until just before the end of our third year." And if you counted backwards, that made...

So... Officially, three years... but I count it as four and a half, because that's when everything started." Iris smiled, fondly. They were a fantastic four and a half years. Well, for the most part. Last year wasn't so good... They'd nearly allowed themselves to drift apart. Stupid Quiddtich; Stupid Prefecting... "It's a pretty long time, I know. But I don't want to put an end to it any time soon... or far, really.

-- -- -- -- --

Iris held back the urge to roll her eyes. He KNEW she was right. EVERYONE who starts a sentence with the word "Still" knows that they just got told. Ha!

... God. Iris was so immature when it came to Evan. And it wasn't even the good kind of immature, like with Jimbo. But it wasn't her fault that the boy managed to hit all her nerves, multiple times.

"Obviously the Head Girl title is more important. But that is school-wide. Within Slytherin, I'm Prefect." Well, Lafay hadn't worded it like that, but it's how Iris saw the whole situation. It kept her equal to Evan in the Common Room, that way. See. She wasn't trying to up do him by having two badges. It was for equality and ... stuff. "Yes, you're the prefect. You're the male prefect." She'd tried last year, but letting go of their past just wasn't going to happen, was it? Being bitter towards each other was apparently more fun than being polite to each other.

Andi, one of the new first years, sat down, not expecting much. She wasn't necessarily nervous about meeting new people, it's just, she didn't know who to talk to first.

''Ah, nice to meet you, Tommy.'' he said. He looked at al the food on the table. ''I'm Toby, by the way. Toby Jason.'' He was wondering what he should eat. This was the most food on one table he'd ever seen in his life. ''What do you think about Hogwarts so far?''

Bissy eyed the snake-boy for a moment and gave him a curt smile. "He seems to be a nice person" she thought. "You can call me Bissy if you like, Evan. My parents haven't been good at naming their children, unfortunately." she uttered. The boy was too humble to be a Slytherin. "Kind of?" If a person is perfect, he should say out loud that he is perfect. Hehe. Then, she asked running her eye over his face: "Which grade are you in by the way?"

"Ball?" Mordred repeated with a disgusted tone. "Hate those boring events. Seriously." he said. No one, not even Aurora can't blame the boy. He and his family always go to balls and other formal parties. "Plus the fact that I have to wear a dress robe." he added.



Mordred nodded at Vincent in acknowledgement.



"Hello" said Mordred and he waved at K-Lee.



"You girls always get your way." he thought as he moved and listened to their conversation.



"And you still ended up with us." Mordred smirked at Selador who was still eating. "Potato Monster." he added.



Mordred shrugged. "The usual. My cousins spent half of the summer in our place. Mum nearly got mad. She's not used to having 6 boys in one roof." he said.



Mordred stared at Selador then at his plate. "Where in Merlin's Beard do you place that stuff inside you?" Mordred looked underneath the table then to Aurora. "Can't see his toes, but I'm sure it's stuffed by now." said Mordred.




"Mine's just an assumption. It could be the new DADA classroom. Or Lord Borr just wants to stand out and have his own dorm on a lake." he replied. "Food's outstanding. I'll be taller in a few months time." he added.

Karta wandered back towards the Slytherin table after leaving her cousin to chat happily with her group at the Gryffindor table. While Katra wasn't necessarily anti-social, she still wasn't too fond of crowds. Finding an empty seat at a more secluded end, she sat down and opened her book once more.

Evan grinned at her teasing. Yes, he knew Mina enjoyed to be right. Well, who didn't? Squeezing her hand, he only looked at her and felt happy for the first time in two years that he didn't have to wonder about her in the back of his mind.

"Oh, the opposite of me, then," he said with a curt chuckle. Sure, she was going to try to be the best--she was a Ravenclaw and Mina. It only made sense. "I'll take only the basics to have more free time." But at least he was going to see her at the classes he was taking, so it was great.

"So, did Hogwarts change in the last two years?" he asked with a small smile on his face. He couldn't notice the small differences, but she could.

Merlin, was she never going to stop? Why couldn't she just accept the fact that she had been MOVED to the position of Head Girl while he was the ONLY prefect? Evan resisted the urge to wrinkle up his nose, or make a silly face at her. Really... just accept it, and be done.

"Mate," he started with a tired tone, as if he was talking to a two-year-old. "A head girl still obviously has to look out for her house, but not because she's also a prefect--merely because she is the. HEAD. Girl. The head of the school." Got it?

Already done with Iris, Evan turned his attention to a lonely-looking new person. It was one of the newly sorteds, and she wasn't into talking to people much... Thus, both to get rid of Iris and to talk to her, he moved towards the girl and sat across her.

"Hello," he said, offering a hand-shake. "Evan Cartwright, the prefect." Never gonna grow up, nope. Not with Iris.

Bissy? Yes, thank Merlin. Evan would gladly do that. Grinning, he said "Okay Bissy," eagerly. Yeah, he was never going to learn her full name. She was Bissy now. The end of story.

"I'm a seventh," he said, pausing for a moment. She wasn't a firstie, clearly. "How about you?" Fifth? Or maybe even at the same age as him...

"Hey! How's everything going for you so far?" asked Elle. She was excited to see one person she knew.

Dev smiled and took a cookie from the plate that the girl, Jade, did. "I'm quite fond of sweets," she said. "So how did you end up in Slytherin? Pureblood as well, I presume?"

Dev nodded at the prefect's question. "Yeah, he's in seventh year. He's taking a lot of classes, wants to be an Auror when he graduates. He's pretty serious about it, so he's not letting anything distract him."

Matt figured that TJ needed some time to catch up with old friends and to think about what he mentioned earlier so he got up then began to wander down the long table, it seemed there had been more students from other houses sitting at the table than actual Slytherins which was a little weird. Stopping at a rather secluded end of the table, noticing a girl who had been reading a book; the question remained whether or not she wanted to be interrupted although he figured that he may as well at least attempt a conversation. "Hey there, I apologize in advance for interrupting but since you looked a little lonely; I figured I would come over and talk to you." Such formalities coming from his mouth, it definitely wasn't something he was used to.

She grinned back when she saw the boy grin. "Yeah, that sounds better." she said playing with her hair. She had a perfect feeling that this boy and she could get along well though she didn't know where that feeling stemmed from. HEHE.

"So you are a seventh. I'm not a fifth but a sixth year snake. I was at Durmstrang for five years. My parents wanted me to complete my education at Hogwarts." the blonde girl said. She would rather Evan had been at the same age as her. He would have to leave the school at the end of this term to her regret.

Katra glanced up as a shadow was cast across her book. Her bright eyes fixed on the tall boy who had approached her for a long moment before going back down to her book. She finished up the paragraph she was on before closing her book and looking up at him again. Her lips curved into a slight smile.

"What makes you think I'm lonely?" she asked, her quiet, French-lilt sounding playful.

"You never know, maybe they'll go less formal this year... hopefully!" Aurora made a big show of crossing her fingers and looking to the sky. "Oh if only I was good at divination!" She said dramatically, placing the back of one hand to her forehead. "Then we could know for sure!" She laughed.

'Well of course we do.' Thought Aurora. 'Otherwise the world would be in a right mess.'

"Just because some of us can eat loads without shooting up a couple of inches is no reason to tease us." Aurora joked. "Maybe he has a fast metabolism. It can be a real pain in the backside sometimes." It was true, she had to eat LOADS before she was full.

"Aah, another benefit of divination." said Aurora, feigning sentimentality. Then she looked at the others. "But like I said, it doesn't explain the missing teachers. We should check it out if we get the chance!"

"Whatever happened to them anyway? Missing? How can they be missing?" Mordred asked.

Mordred then nodded. "Yes we should. That ninja ship won't let me sleep properly." he thought. Thinking about something too much makes his sleep messed up.

" Well, Fee is my friend and she should be treated right" William told Hugo." I do like your idea if me getting a girlfriend" William said to Hugo. " Of course, that could be a problem because there are so many pretty and sweet girls at HogWarts" William explained to Hugo. William winked at Fee. Do not worry, I will ignore you and you will love it" William explained to Hugo,

" I am findinding HogWarts a little better now" William told Fee. " It sure helps to have aq certain hot blonde Slytherin help e get over my nervousness" William explained to Fee." I should not have sid that, Hugo will get mad at me and he told me I can't be your friend" William said to Fee. I really like to hang out with you and my cute red-head Peyton" William sighed.

"No idea, they're just... missing apparently. Scary huh?" She wiggled her fingers like a stereotypical-scary-thing as she grinned. "Pretty exciting though. I just love a good mystery!" And excitement and adventure... her brother had teased her that she would be in Gryffindor, though she knew that her talent with words and her ability to manipulate situations to her own advantage would help.

Aurora gazed down the table, trying to pick out people she recognised. "I think that's the head girl, I walked past her telling someone off in the leaky cauldron." She pointed at the tall, blonde girl and caught a glimpse of her badge. "Yep, definitely head girl. And a prefect too apparently. I wonder who our other prefect is." She looked around her for someone exerting some sort of authority.

Sauntering over to the Slytherin table, Kyle smiled she was on a mission.

"Hello" she smiled speaking to anyone who would listen. Biting her lip she continued - luckily not tripping on the way over as she had when she'd traveled over to the Gryffindor table.

Brilliant. Clumsy should be her nickname, she thought before clearing her throat, now for the hard part getting people to join her cause.

"Hello, anyone want to join me in well - investigating the boat in the middle of the lake sometime?" She asked smiling, hopeful she wanted to have an adventure filled term this year but hopefully it wasn't anything menacing. And maybe these Slytherins would have more of an adventuring attitude then those she'd asked earlier from her own house and the other tables. She hoped.

"I'm Kyleigh Manning for those of you who don't know me - and first years congratulations on making it into Slytherin" she smiled happily. She'd save the nickname for later...now was later right? "You can call me Kyle though" now - the waiting game. Maybe people she knew already would take the bate and they would become something like the Three Musketeers or some other adventuring party? A group of scally wag pirates maybe? She chuckled at the thought smiling.

Alex coudn't really say he was superduper happy right then. He had the weird urge to eat the food and then take his broom to fly to Ireland. Ellie wasn't feeling good at all and who knew how long she would... How long she... He frowned and tried to keep his attention at the Staff table to see when Tate would hold his speech but it was difficult concentrating on that when the time he had with Ellie was running out. Noone knew how long she had left. *head!desk*

He'd promised her not to be all moody when she returned but how could he not be moody when he was going to lose her? Everyone was going to lose her. ARGH! He focused on the students near him instead, perhaps there was a conversation he could join in on. He never was a sad kid, he was the happy crazy one. So if there was an opening for that, he would go wild and crazy...

... But when he was about to do that, someone held their hands over his eyes. How was he supposed to go wild and crazy when he was BLIND?!

Guess who? Now this was a thinker. Alex was silent for a while before gaping wide.

"Is it... Is it... Beyoncé?" :333

"Maybe we'll hear from the Headmaster about it." Mordred replied as he looked at the Headmaster.

Mordred then looked at the girl Aurora was referring to. "I have no idea actually." he said as he too noticed her badges. "I've met a lot of other first years back at Diagon Alley. They were sorted in to different house though." he added.

"I didn't meet many people in Diagon Alley, I suppose I don't come across as the friendliest of people sometimes, especially when I'm with my mother. I should really find some first year Slytherin girls, I mean, I don't know anyone who I'll be sharing a dormitory with yet. But I suppose that can wait until tonight." She too looked at the headmaster, wondering about the ship.