Orr was excited. Here she had found someone who also liked to do things that she liked. It made things easier to make friends. "Really? Awesome! What games do you think to play?"

"Thanks! And you have a pretty name too!" She giggled softly purring lightly. "And yes, I'm from Hufflepuff. I'm not surprised really!" She smiled nodding softly.

Hateya looked over at the girl with a slightly distracted smile, remembering when she'd been a first year, "My name's Hateya. I'm just starting my second year."

The distraction was due to her cup, which she'd just noticed was a little tarnished. For Hogwarts, that was unusual, and she looked over at Aurora's eating things, "Is any of your stuff dirty?"

Beatrice smiled and made room as the girl whom she waved to approached her. Reaching her hand, Beezus said "My name is Beezus .. how about you ?"

Another friend. Yeyy ! Beatrice is feeling very happy now. A place where she really belongs, at last.

She tried to remember what games she used to play on their Computer, she was not a complete muggle so she didn't always played with it, Beezus tried remembering the last game she had played . "Oh, well .. I forgot the name of the game .. But it's planting flowers and plants to protect your lawn from a bunch of zombies." she told Orr, hoping Aurora knew what game it was.

Scott sat there not knowing what to think.
Silently drinking, he prayed this would be over soon.

Leaning her head on her hands which placed on the table, she glanced sideways and saw Scott in deep thinking, "What's with you ?" Beatrice asked him.

Joanna stumbled back to her house table, after visiting the Slytherin house table. She was beginning to get used to the fact that will be her new school, even though there is a vast difference in between Hogwarts and her old wizarding school in New York. Surprisingly, when you got back to the table the plates were clean, probably the elves decided to clean the dishes. The Ravenclaw sighed, she met people from all the houses except from Ravenclaw, she'll be so lonely at the nights. Joanna sighed beginning to the 'over-and-over thumb to opposite index finger movement' thinking of how will she spend ten long months at this school.

A quirk in the spell? Dallin stared at the table, thinking about that. It was possible, yeah. Maybe going up through the floor or whatever took a toll on the silverware and they needed to be fixed every once in a while. [B]"Well, I hope it's fixed soon."[/B He didn't respond to the house elf comment, though, because suddenly one of the little things was there and Dallin was distracted.

"Oh, don't hurt yourself," he groaned, turning further around to look at the elf. He grimaced as the creature started hitting its head on the table. "Look, we're not -" But the elf was already gone, probably off to get yelled at by some more angry students.

Turning back to Ivory, Dallin nodded. "I think so too," he said with a frown. Because even if the tarnished silverware was the elves' faults, they shouldn't be hurting themselves over it. Especially since they had just come up here to fix the problem. All was well, right? With a sigh small sigh, he muttered, "I don't understand them." He knew that he was glad he didn't have a house elf, though. He wouldn't be able to stand them, with their always-helpfulness and despair when they did something wrong.

As she made her way to the table she felt nervous she didnt really know anyone then she saw someone he looked like a first year as well "do you mind if i sit here" she asked him with a small smile

Spotting the boy she was looking for, Willow ran over from the Gryffindor table and jumped on his back!
"Hey there Tiger!" she wispered in his ear, "How's the hunting going?!"
Giggling, she jumped back down and looked up at him grinning.
"Hi Faina! Do you mind if I borrow Cael for a minute?" she said before dragging him away somewhere quiet.Turning to face him, she began.
"I've been meaning to tell you something ever since we got off the train." Willow said. "I know what you told me was really personal and hard for you to say and I feel very privilaged that you feel comfortable enough around me to tell me that."
Looking straight into his moss-green eyes, she continued. "I just want you to know that if you ever need someone to talk to, or a shoulder to lean on, you know where you can come. I'll always be here."
Looking back over his shoulder at the Ravenclaw table, Willow sighed for dramatic effect. "I suppose I better let you get back to Faina!" she said, getting the giggles once more. She threw her arms around Cael and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "See you 'round buddy"
And, giving him one last smile, she started returning to her seat...

Presleys eyebrows pulled together in confusion. "But you will be coming back. It's not final. You're going to be teaching here...right?" Hadn't they talked about this? He wasn't changing his mind was he? Pres had been looking forward to him being a professor! She was so baffled at this sudden depression. Maybe she just didn't understand because she was so young, she coldn't imagine leaving. She'd just started. Maybe she would understand when she was a seventh year. She wanted to change the subject, it was scaring her. She wasn't used to this, and Presley loved familiarity. "Guess what? Today is my birthday!!! I'm twelve!" she said excitedly.
Unwrapping the rest of the present, Presley was delighted. "Godric! It's wonderful, Rache! Thank you!" She slipped the friendship bracelet on and the color immediately changed to purple. "I love it! Thank you so much!" She opened the photo album and flipped through the pictures. It was the trio, LunaRachelPresley. So close thier names should be linked like that. "Egypt?" Presley asked. "Why didn't you go along?"

He didn't understand her, she was just so changeable.
"Just getting tired now." He responded.


"Not at all, are you a first year aswell?" He smiled

"Happy birthday!" Scott exclaimed out of no-where.

Chloe smiled happily as she sat beside him "yeah I am" she said "im chloe by the way" she added happily

Aurora replied, "Thanks. So you're a first year too?"

Aurora gasped, "Really? You're in second year? So do you like the school? I don't really know much about Hogwarts being muggleborn but I'd like to know more."


Aurora nodded, "I know that one--it's Defense Against Zombies. It's quite popular with my friends who are boys. I haven't really played it though."

Chloe noticed a girl beside her "hi" she said happily she noticed that the girl was a bit older but she looked lonely so she smiled kindly at her

"Oww, okay." she muttered. She didn't really understand how she was acting now .. She was sort of in a trance . Beezus just kept staring at him. Weirdness ..

Presley flipped around to see the kid who'd wished her a happy birthday. "Um, thanks. Do I know you?" Not that she was opposed to making new friends, but she was uncomfortable with the fact that she didn't know this kid, and he was eavesdropping on her conversation with Philip. She was the kid that wasn't friends with many, but the ones she was friends with, were close to her. She didn't know him, and it was freaking her out.

The amount of times he had to greet people this evening!
"It's nice to meet you Chloe. I'm Scott Rowe."


That was embarrassing. "Err, I don't think we've met." He was withdrawing a bit, unwillingly.
"Sorry if that was a bit intrusive, I'm Scott Rowe, First Year." He politely said. "What's your name?"

Alice silently watched the other Ravenclaw's conversations. She's been doing this for years now, seeing as this is her third year and she has no friends. Unfortunately, she was so wrapped up into watching all the others that she didn't notice she spilled some of her pumpkin juice on the person who was sitting right next to her.

"nice to meet you Scott" she said with a smile. She gazed at the enchanted celing "it really is amazing if only my muggle cousins could see this" she said honestly as she grabbed a drink "do you know any muggles?" she asked

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A quirk in the spell? Dallin stared at the table, thinking about that. It was possible, yeah. Maybe going up through the floor or whatever took a toll on the silverware and they needed to be fixed every once in a while. [B]"Well, I hope it's fixed soon."[/B He didn't respond to the house elf comment, though, because suddenly one of the little things was there and Dallin was distracted.

"Oh, don't hurt yourself," he groaned, turning further around to look at the elf. He grimaced as the creature started hitting its head on the table. "Look, we're not -" But the elf was already gone, probably off to get yelled at by some more angry students.

Turning back to Ivory, Dallin nodded. "I think so too," he said with a frown. Because even if the tarnished silverware was the elves' faults, they shouldn't be hurting themselves over it. Especially since they had just come up here to fix the problem. All was well, right? With a sigh small sigh, he muttered, "I don't understand them." He knew that he was glad he didn't have a house elf, though. He wouldn't be able to stand them, with their always-helpfulness and despair when they did something wrong.

With a huge sigh and a shake of her head, Ivory found she agreed wholeheartedly. "Honestly, I don't either."

Gaze following the little elves to the staff table where they seemed to be cleaning all the silverware there too, the Ravenclaw prefect voiced her thoughts out loud. "What must it be like to live to serve?" What kind of life would that be? "Sometimes I wish we had unbiased history books you know, just to find out if at some point in the past house elves weren't "house" elves." Her slim hands came up to make air quotes when she said the word house as continued. "If they were their own people, without being servants."

Her eyes straying back to his she ducked her head with a tiny near unperceivable blush. "Sorry, just thinking aloud."

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Alice silently watched the other Ravenclaw's conversations. She's been doing this for years now, seeing as this is her third year and she has no friends. Unfortunately, she was so wrapped up into watching all the others that she didn't notice she spilled some of her pumpkin juice on the person who was sitting right next to her.

So engaged in her conversation with Dallin, that Ivory didn't notice the liquid spilling on her sleeve until she felt the ever recognizable wetness seep through to her skin.

"Wha-"

Lifting her arm in confusion, she only had a split second to make the connection between her wet sleeve and the girl to her left's tipping goblet, before her own movements results in the goblet's inevitable further tilt.

"Eep-" A small sound escaped her lips as she maneuvered with a slight juggling movement in order to prevent the liquid some spilling further all over both of them. Luckily, her reflexes seemed to be cooperating today and she was able to hold the cup steady, the end result being the awkward situation of two people holding the same goblet.

"No I don't, only Muggle Borns." He smiled warmly "Wizarding family, you see?"

She smiled as she sat behind her. "I'm Amethyst! Nice to meet you, Beezus!" She giggled softly purring lightly as her ears twitched.

"Yes, I am! And I'm really excited about this year!" That she was. Finally! time away from the dreadful orphanage.

Cael strode back to the Ravenclaw table with a measured, yet angry clip to his gait. He'd gone to visit his friend Faina for a matter of minutes before the snakes had started whispering about fighting at the Ravenclaw table. Naturally they had looked to him, a Pureblood, to resolve the matter; especially since it involved another Pureblood. Ugh, Jay... what was she thinking starting a fight over a muggleborn boy?

As he walked up behind her, he sighed loudly, "A little birdie told me there's been a bit of drama going on at the Ravenclaw table while I was away. Did you miss me that much, Jay?" Cael grinned facetiously, clapping a hand over her shoulder so that he could lean over and whisper into her ear.

"Leave it," he hissed seriously, "I don't know what happened here, but don't lower yourself into fighting with girls who are beneath you. Plus, you have to live with them and I can't imagine that would be very comfortable," he smiled gently, trying to soothe her probably ruffled feathers.

"Still," he shuttered his gaze speculatively, "I can't help but to wonder at the...source... of this problem," he let his gaze sweep purposefully up and down the boy beside her. Ah, so this was the one then.

"I wouldn't call myself a trouble-maker, either. Perhaps I can be a bit mischievous on occasion though," he winked. "I do think it is only natural to be proud of something so treasured in an otherwise impure world. Though we really must thank our ancestors; not like we had much say in our blood statuses anyway," Cael laughed, reaching up to stroke Jupiter who was sleeping beneath his collar.

Cael's laughter died abruptly when he saw Elliot pull out an obviously Slytherin handkerchief, very well-made. So this ran a bit deeper than just superficial disappointment. It seemed Elliot's father wouldn't be too happy about this latest development. Cael really didn't care what his guardians thought about Ravenclaw; he'd actually hoped to get Slytherin just to spite their overly-Gryffindor sensibilities...

"I can't argue there. I do indeed find you fascinating," Cael chuckled, glad that she felt happy enough to joke with him. "Myself? Hmm, well I suppose I could give you the clinical facts, at least." Pointing to himself, he began in a monotonous voice, "Caelius Ashdown. Last direct descendant of the pure and noble line of Ashdown. Orphaned at five. Lives with Marcus and Amelia Huttchins to the south of Wales. Owns one ornery ferret by the name of Jupiter and possesses the fashion sense of a God," he chuckled weakly trying to offset the seriousness of what he had just revealed in a rather flippant manner.


"I hadn't notice these before," Cael said as he slid his fingers along one of the teal streaks hidden within her hair, "Feeling a bit of my house pride?" he joked, referring to the color.

"That I would," Cael laughed, referring to the cheerleader outfit. Cael gasped in pleasure as she pulled out the most pure white little kneazle he'd ever seen. "He's stunning," Cael smiled, thinking about how opposite their familiars were. Gently pulling a sleeping Jupiter out from under his collar, he showed the ebony ferret to Gaby briefly before returning it. "I'd let you pet Jupiter, but he's probably the most foul-tempered fuzz ball you've ever met and I'd hate to have to take you to the infirmary," he laughed.

Scott could hear a pure-blood talking about how much better they were than 'impure' bloods. He was sickened. He didn't say anything though, just sat there in silence and waited for him to leave. At some point he might tell a teacher, but that was for later.