Gryffindor House Table
 

Large quantities of food are spread before you. Whether breakfast, lunch, or dinner, the Hogwarts' house elves are the best in the world. The food is superb and the company is as well.

The house poem, penned by All4oliverwood:

Get up off of your seats
Ready for some fun?
You ain't seen nothin' yet
For this years just begun
Friends are rollin' in
It's faces old and new
Nothing comes between us
Dear Gryffindors be true
Outside of the castle
Ready for things to fly
Lions are soaring strong
In a game that's do or die
On this autumn night
Near the crimson fireplace
Solid friendships forming
People so full of grace
Rockin' the competition
In a race for the house cup
Doing everything we can
Earning points to keep us up
Reeling for a win
Us Lions gettin' it done
Loyality guiding us through
Everyone working as one

*luffs* Raven :3
 

Breakfast time.

It was really hard for the lazy lioness to get up so early in the morning. She was so unwilling to do so that she just forced herself crawling out from bed and kept telling herself that she did this just because of her goal for today which was to study early in the morning and then pay a visit to the library before the lessons start. Making her way to the Gryffindor's table, Tiffany kept yawning and scratching her arms as if she has just got out from bed. She then took a seat at the table and placed her dear teddy bear next to her, along with her textbooks. Everything seems like a dream to her right now.

She scanned through the hall and tried to find someone that she knew. But there was no one. It was impossible for a normal person to get up that early, it was crazy actually. All she found around her was few snakes at the Slytherin's and food on the table and that's all. Rubbing her eyes softly as she took a bowl from the table and filled it with milk and cornflakes. A perfect meal as breakfast.

Placing her teddy on her legs, she put a spoonful of cornflakes into her mouth and licked her lips. "Delicious,"she beamed as she took a few more cookies and a piece of bread from the table. She needed them, she needed energy.

Good Morning!

This morning was a bit different for him. A few days ago Gary decided to sign up for Slytherin tryouts for Quidditch. Really? Yeah, he did! After he made an absent for Quidditch due to health reason, he put his name on the tryout lists. And today, is their first tryout. Honestly he was quite.. nervous and scared. Scared because his shoulder injury could be back again if he forced to do quidditch and any other high-impact sports.

Gary just had a small jogging around Hogwarts before the tryout. He did believe that it could vanish his nervous feeling. Now he walked to the great hall to have some breakfast. His blue eyes spotted a familiar girl who was sitting alone at Gryffindor table with a... teddy bear? He just chuckled because that girl was Tiffany. So, the blonde guy walked toward her. "I don't know that you felt so lonely so a teddy bear must accompany you to have breakfast." Said him.

Breakfasts at Hogwarts were great with different kinds of food for the lioness to choose and most importantly it suits part of her muggle state. It would always remind her from theone made by her mother when she was at home, waking up really really late. She took another two muffins and put them on her plate as she heard someone speaking to her. She looked up with her mouthful of cornflakes.

It was the apple boy. "Good morningg,"she snorted as she put her teddy on the table. "Well..I admit that." He was partly correct. There was just a few snakes sitting over their table and with no lions at all, except herself. Tiffany took another gulp of her glass of milk and handed Gary an apple. He may want this, she guessed. "So do you come here and accompany me?"she chuckled, blinking. He might not be the way how she thought he would be, but that is alright because she still got the cute teddy bear with her. Smile.

He just slightly chuckled to see his little friend looked so lonely. Noticed that Tiffany offered him an apple, Gary just smiled but refused it. Because he didn't want apples now. He need something more than apples for his breakfast. "Thanks. But I am too hungry so I need more." said him while he stared at the things on the table. Toast, eggs, cornflakes, english muffins, bacons. Seemed like the blonde guy wanted to eat all! Have a jogging around Hogwarts had drained his energy, since he just took a glass of milk before jogging.

"Well, what if I don't want to accompany you?" He smirked. "I'm just kidding." He took off his sweaty-black hoodie first then sat across to her. The blonde guy stared at the table for a while. "What should I eat first?" suddenly he asked to Tiffany. Because he was so hungry and he could eat EVERYTHING but he just couldn't decide which one that he should eat. first. Oh yeah, Gary need more energy since he would join the Qudditch tryouts today. He just couldn't believe that he decided to sign up since being absent for that sport by the time he moved to Hogwarts.

D'aaaw. Apple boy must need an apple.

Tiffany pouted a bit as he rejected the apple and gave it back to her. She looked at him questioningly. It was quite unusual that he, the apple boy, didn't want an apple along with him. Having an apple for breakfast doesn't mean that he would only have one apple and that's all, he could still other thing. "Fine, I'll take it,"she replied as she crunched it. Yum.

"You don't want to?!"she exclaimed as her brown eyes stared into his. She poked his forehead as she presented an awkward smile. "Do say it again." She pouted, mocking a serious tone. There was no such jokes in her world. Not a single one, Rush. Bleh, just kidding. Then she focused back on her cornflakes and her glass of milk. She just couldn't get even of them. They were...Delicious! Suddenly Gary asked for her opinions on what he should eat. Well, she told you. Apple. "Maybe you should try some cornflakes and muffins,"she grinned. She have tried those and they tasted good. "A glass of milk...the same as me." She laughed. As she pointed to a couple of muffins at the center.

"And an apple for the apple boy, of course."

He just chuckled slightly as he saw Tiffany pouted when he refused to take the apple.

Actually, he wanted to take it. That red apple looked so much delicious. But as his stomach growling, he should have something more than apple for his breakfast. "Yes, Tiffany Pevensie. I need something more than apple now." said him as his blue eyes still stared at the table. So many food and Gary was completely hungry. So, maybe he could eat all of them right now.

But he decided not to.

Cornflakes.. Muffins.. Sounded good too. But then his choice for breakfast were; scrambled egg, two slices of bacon, two slices of English muffins, and chicken sausages. Damn, maybe he looked like someone who hadn't eaten much for years. "Don't be surprised." Suddenly he said. "I'm so much starving and need more energy for Quidditch tryout today." Then he casually enjoyed his super breakfast.

Are you sure to join the Quidditch tryout, Gerald Rush? Suddenly his mind was speaking. Heh, come on! Don't make him change his decision again. The blonde guy already missed flying with broomsticks and the match atmosphere, and besides that his healer said that his current condition was okay enough to play Quidditch again.

Tiffany frowned as she heard the answer from the apple boy. She expected more from him, about the reason why he was saying no to apples and the reason why he needed more than an apple. And most importantly, having an apple doesn't mean that he couldn't have anymore bacon or bread right? Rolling her eyes, she sent another spoonful of cornflakes into her mouth.

Yum.

"I am not,"she replied flatly. But actually she was surprised. How would she not being surprised at this moment when watching somebody grabbing everything from the table, as much as he could? Was he starving or has he been suffering from starvation for like his whole life? "You are going to Quidditch tryouts, Rush? Early in the morning?"she asked with a smile on her face. She was a bit shocked at this news but it was normal for someone like him, to go and have a try. Everyone would do it, especially for those ambitious snakes.

Gummy Bear Anya/Lamey love 3>>
 

Anya was 14. Fourteen! She'd been alive for 14 years! How cool was that?

She sported a wide grin as she approached the Gryffindor Table for breakfast. "Hey." she said taking the seat across from Tag. Despite the fact that things had been tense between them... it was kind of a special day. All awkwardness was always set aside for birthdays.

It was like a rule.

An her she came and as she took her seat opposite him he got up and leaned forward to ruffle her hair, "Here comes Gryffindor girl birthday girl. Happy Birthday Anya!" he said in a very happy, perky tone.Tag then sat back down before he pressed the edges of the box within his jacket pockets. "I actually got you three presents. Cause," His eyes darted "I wanna spoil you. Fourteen and all, that's a big step." Yes, that didn't sound weird at all. So he pulled out the little black box from inside his jacket and placed it on the table in front of Anya. "Here's your first one" He said with a large grin on his face. If she didn't like this it would be the end of the world, and the next one too.

Anya's eyes widened. "Three?" she repeated. "You got me three presents?" That was completely unnecessary. But kind of cool.

She opened the the box on the time. She looked down. When she looked back up at Tag she had a grin on her face that she was sure also shone in her eyes. "Tag. It's a gummy bear necklace." she squeed.

Anditwassupercuuuuute!

His smiling was stretching from cheek to cheek as she smiled at her first present. The amount of internet hunting, back home, and jewlery shopping it took him to find something like this was exhausting."I had to order it off the internet. Custom made just for my favorite British girl..That doesn't have much of a ring to it. My favorite gummy bear girl.There." One point for Tag. Yes, because he was keeping points on how good his presents for her were.

An out from his other jacket pocket he pulled out a similar black box only a little bit bigger. He set it on the table very carefully since this present was a bit more fragile. "I don't want you to get old. I want your personality and you to stay forever and uhh..yeah always be the Anya I first got to know." He said with a nod as he opened up the box to reveal her next present

Anya grinned. "Really? You did that for me?" she asked. She was honestly a little overwhelmed. She wanted to gush. Tag really was amazing. And he said he got her two more things too. That was just... incredible.

She went all grabby hands on the next box. Because. Let's face it. If that last one was just the first thing, and he had three things, then naturally she should be very excited. Tag was brilliant at this whole gift giving thing.

She opened the box. She should have known. She should have known the second that the word old was mentioned.

"Peter Pan." she half squealed. "It's beautiful." Everything about it was. It looked all... antiquey. And then the chain was just amazing too.

His eyes lit up when she asked if he'd take some time to actually think of something nice for her. Maybe it was her shocked voice or her appreciation for these little presents but right now her reactions were adorable and brought a sincere smile to his face. One he hadn't had in a while. "Yeah of course. Anya, you're on my mind more than half the time,excuse the rhyme, of course I'd get you something nice. I listen to the things you say or the little things that brings a smile onto your face of course I'm gonna try and find and take some time out of my day to get you something that holds meaning to you." He had to stop himself and laugh because that entire explanation for the thought of his gifts all rhymed.The leprechaun was on a roll and he wasn't even trying, it just came out.

An when she squealed at seeing the Peter Pan necklace Tag smiled even more now. The enjoyment that she was having right now made the little leprechaun turn a bit right. Well, as long as she loved her presents. "Loving it?"

His very last present he took out very slowly from his jacket. He began to wonder how his jacket pockets could hold so many necklace boxes, but he managed. And this is your last one." He said slowly.

A bit weird that there was a missing piece of the heart,right? Well, he wanted to explain that. "Listen, I know we're not the greatest talkers in the world when something is bothering us. So I hoped that this little necklace can help us out with it. Whenever you're feeling down or something is bothering you or you just need someone, you know I'm always here for you." He explained to her as he clipped off the little key and placed it in his palm. "So whenever something is bothering you, you just come up to me and put the key in my hand and tell me what's up. I'll try to do the best I can with you. And once you think your heart feels complete, like the problem or feeling is gone, I'll give your key back. Which means, I've mended your heart." Was that a lot? Hopefully she could understand that this was some form of communication that could help them be better friends again.

Maxwell took a seat at the Gryffindor table, he was meeting Elliot for breakfast and after the date he had, he was anxious to see her again. He really liked her...

He took a sip of pumpkin juice and waited, skimming through one of the books he brought for her.

A few books tucked under her arm, her lacy school bag slung over her shoulder, her wand tucked behind her ear....it all contributed to her Ravenclaw-ness. Heehee.

She had her blonde hair pulled back in a sleek pony-tail, and her blue eyes wandered the hall...searching for a certain Gryffindor...she spotted Maxwell's mass of curly black hair and hastened towards him...

At the Lions' table. New domain for the Ravenclaw. She had been to the puff table(unfortunately!) and the snake table...her own...but not the lions' table. Hmmm. She plopped down next to him, looking for some fruit...you know, a healthy breakfast. She pulled a glass of tea towards her..."Maxwell," she said with a smirk...

Maxwell turned to see Elliot. Looking cute as always, very Ravenclaw, she had a few books with her and her wand behind her ear.

A smile etched itself across his face, instantly. "Hey, Ell...did you sleep well?" He asked just to make conversation although thinking back he didn't, he was thinking a bit about that kiss...better than thinking about what normally keeps him up.

"I brought those books, but it looks like you have your hands full.." He said gesturing to 'The Hobbit' 'The Hunger Games' and a 'Sherlock Holmes'

Ell. The blonde smirked..."You're the only person I can allow to call me that, you know." At least it wasn't as bad as Ellsy, which her sisters LOVED to call her...you know, just to annoy her...

Ugh.

"Um...yeah, I did, actually," she said with a shrug...she had slept fine. It may have taken forever to actually go to sleep, but hey, that's not what he asked, right? "What about you? Any nightmares?" she had lowered her voice a bit...just for good measure. She didn't know how many people actually knew about his...nightmares.

Oh! "Oh no I have room...just...hold tight..." she crinkled her nose as she tried to jam the books in her hand into her bag...okaaay! Once she zipped it shut she took the books Maxwell had...and set them next to her plate..."I think I might read...this Hobbit book first." Yep. It was pretty short...and skimming through the pages looked like an easy read...

Ariana Skipped on over to the gryffie Table it was her birthday & she was EXCITED she found max and sat nex to him noting the girl across from him.. probably that girl he's been on about "Morning maxxx." she said exagerating his name as she always did while she poured herself some water

Maxwell was about to tell Elliot how honored her felt to get to call her a nickname and that the hunger games was shorter than the hobbit but...He heard an all too familiar voice.

"Good Morning, birthday girl..." He said with a sigh, knowing the peaceful moment was now over. "Ariana this is my girlfriend, Elliot. Ell, this is my best friend Ariana.." He said wondering how this would go?

GLARE.

Elliot managed to keep it to a..less mean glare than she usually send someone's way...and the way she said Max's name...irked her.

A lot.

But she didn't say anything...yet...she merely eyed her...and her brunette-ness. heh. Elliot was already feeling quite superior...due to her blondeness. Blondes were just...better.

Uh huh!

Oh. It was Ariana! His...bestie. Well, great. Now Elliot had to play nicely. "Ariana," she nodded politely at the girl and held out her hand...for a handshake. Because that was the polite, noble way of doing it. And it was her birthday...should she say happy birthday? Eh?

Not yet.

She turned back to Maxwell...raised an eyebrow and took a sip of tea.

"Oh." it was her.. wait did she just glare at her.. weirdo "pleasure elliot." she said shaking her hand. She must of been american or something cause Ariana never shook hands it was just weird and americanish, but eh oh well.

"Oh thanks Max" yup it was HER birthday, so bow down.. everyone! one day she could actually be as mean & ruthless as she wanted and no one can tell her to stop.. not that she would anyway

Maxwell nodded to Ariana. "Yeah, your new owl should arrive any day now.." He said jokingly. His real present to her was his silence...she knew why she wanted him silent.

He turned to Elliot. "Ariana helped me a little with out date, yesterday...she's not completely evil..." He said smirking at her, trying not to seem too googly eyed over Elliot in front of Ariana.

nope..she's all british...:D
 

Pleasure. It must be..."For you, of course," Smiiiirrk. She just couldn't help her sarcasm...not these days. She even tilted her head to the side, staring at Ariana a bit...sizing her up...making judgements...AHEM.

"Happy birthday, then," she finally said, after staring at Ariana for a good while...then glancing at Maxwell..."Did she? How very...lovely of her," she then raised an eyebrow, quite..confused.

So if she helped Maxwell...with their date...was she okay? Elliot didn't know yet..."I should have known you didn't do it by yourself...Gryffindors..." she rolled her eyes, joking...and smirking..and then she shot a look at Ariana. The birthday girl. Did Maxwell get her anything? Hmmm?