Agatha liked this new boy prefect already. She hadn't interacted much with him yet, even though she knew he was stupid Sophie Newell's brother, but hey, he seemed way better than his sister. And he was certainly WAY better than that Ethan Mordaunt. Who Agatha wasn't missing one bit.

She was curious to know why he wasn't there anymore, though. Hm... maybe he had died or something.

Shrug.

She watched Caleb bark orders at Aegis and just stood there waiting for the Gryffindor to leave. But he obviously didn't. Gryffindors...

"I don't have any parchment here, you'll have to owl me later." Agatha told him as if she was a teacher demanding homework from a student. Yes. Demanding.

More important matters now. Hello, Dante Malloy. "Pleasure." It was, really. Agatha even smiled at the new guy as if nothing had happened just a few minutes before. He had a sense of humour, this new kid, and was making jokes about Aegis' situation already. Haha. Little did he know or maybe not that he was absolutely right about that. The ballerina felt like being spontaneous and snogging Handsome right there but she had heard what had happened to Ruby a few moments ago, so she decided against it. She'd have to find him some other time. "That's right. Welcome to Slyther-" Her smile vanished as she had to turn her attention back to Aegis because the Gryffindor kid was being nosy. "Aegis, I already told you to go back to your table! Go! This is none of your business."

Oliver. Ollie.

Dalton heard the boy introduce himself, and made a mental note of the name. It would probably come in handy when they were sharing a dorm, and he did the same for the other first years, when they gave their name to some of the older students. He couldn't judge how well he'd get on with them, but if home was anything to go by, it probably wouldn't be very well. Not that he cared. Acknowledging Ollie's smile with a nod, the eleven year old turned his gaze toward his empty plate. When was the food due?



"Yeah." Again with the nice-to-meet-you-business. Yeah had sufficed with other people, so hopefully it would work here. Did he care that it came across as an arrogant, impatient 'should be nice to meet me'? Not at all - in fact, he didn't even notice. He was about to turn away (the commotion with the ghost, and some kids kissing, and something about points being lost, whatever that was, was looking kind of interesting) when she continued speaking.

Oh.

Conversation. Right. And by God wasn't she nosey? Dalton frowned a little at Cahira, then raised one eyebrow back at her. "I'm fine." And that was as much of a response she was getting in answer to that question.



Once again with the 'nice to meet you'. Dalton was getting pretty sick of this now, but instead of saying 'yeah' once again, he settled for a nod. "I'm not worried." Why did everyone think there was something wrong with him? And why were they all so insistent about asking him about it? God, this was going to get old pretty quickly. He looked at the older boy blankly when he mentioned 'Beauxbatons' and 'bad stories' as if the eleven year old was supposed to have a clue what he was talking about.

Clearly, he didn't. And although he was slightly curious, it wasn't enough so that he was going to start asking any questions.



And now there was another older kid joining them, and Dalton grimaced at the thought that he was going to try and start up another conversation. he was sick and tired of repeating the same thing over and over again. Maybe there should have been a thing at the sorting, where he stood up and said; 'My names Dalton Fletcher, and I'm fine, and I don't care.'

Clearly that wasn't going to happen. He was glad, however, when the older kid just smiled over at him, and he offered him a nod in reply.

Dante thought the rejected boy would now scuttle away holding his wounded heart or something. But nope, he didn't. Instead he just stood there defending his technique that just failed in front of everyone. "That wasn't butting in," He pointed out. "I was giving you some priceless advice yet to choose to not take it," The boy was seriously asking for a parchment to write down a poem? Wow. Dante was starting to feel sorry for his ego that was now a doormat.

The sixteen-year stared right back at the other boy, whose name still wasn't known to him, but then couldn't help it and rolled his eyes. "You seriously believe this?" He asked sounding very bored and disappointed. "Man, it's such a shame. You really look like a potential good dude who deserves once in a while to get the girl," Which he wasn't going to in Dante's opinion. Cue the tsk-tsk-tsk.

Anyway! Back to the said girl.


And she just approved of his opinion, again. That caused Dante to raise his eyebrows at the poem boy. Did he hear THAT? He should. Perhaps it would make him change his false opinions and learn the learn deal of how to get girls. The sixth-year offered a lazy smile and opened his mouth to reply to her greeting but she didn't even get to finish it. His eyes followed hers back to poem boy. "I wouldn't be hard on him," He told Agatha. "Who can blame him for wanting to be in your company." Not that the Gryffindor boy was making the right moves about it. But eh, that didn't concern Dante really.

Nope no! Aegis wasn't even paying attention to Agatha anymore. There was no actual insults thrown at him by Dante here, but that tone of voice certainly felt like the jerkish-sarcasm that Aegis was not gonna take. "I'll take my own advice over yours. Thank you." It's he had grown up on how to treat ladies properly. He doesn't need to hear some garbled mess of wrong ideals on how to treat a lady.

Oh THERE IT WAS! The INSULT!! "Of Course I believe this! It's what my Uncle taught me!!! Once in a while!? "What kind of Man do you take me for!"

But now he was being ignored as Dante turned his attention back to Agatha! So Aegis raised his leg...He was going to get it now! He'll show him a Technique....OH NO WAIT HE WAS LOOKING AT HIM AGAIN. Aegis lowered his leg and turned his head looking like he was minding his own business now. "Whatever. I've been in her Company longer than the 5 minutes you've known her." He turned around and started to walk back towards his Table. Then he paused... he raised his hand up and waved to Agatha Good-Bye with the Back of his palm facing her. "I'll Hand Deliver the Poem. Owling you in School is ridiculous." Then Aegis walked off back to the Lions.

Was it him or did Grayson's chest area suddenly look buff? Buffer? "Have you been working out or something?" It did not occur to him that the Slytherin was practically swelling with pride at his Potion OWL accomplishment. "That's awesome! Potions is one of my best subjects so I'm confident about that one.'' Adi noted that the boy didn't mention his other grades so he didn't push it. Maybe Grayson didn't do so well with those. "Great advice! Thanks! I don't think I have to worry about food though. Got a huge appetite.'' He wasn't ashamed to admit that. Growing dudes loved their food.

Death glare from Agatha! Hehe. Why did she always amuse him that much? Didn't she ever figure out that just maybe if she was nicer to him and others, they wouldn't trouble her as much as they did now? "You like me being here, my Slytherin Princess." LOL.

Someone was calling him? The Hufflepuff turned his head in the direction of the voice of Cutty. "Cutty!'' He was Adi's favourite Slytherin. There were reasons for liking this dude other than because he was always in possession of sweets. "Hi! And thanks! Don't forget about sweets for me this term.'' What's this? Was Cutty sending a 'spell' at him? Adi feigned being hit, clutching the center of his chest and throwing himself backwards slightly.

Sad little Toddles. It was unusual for the elves to be seen out and about when there were lots of persons about. But Adi didn't think too much on it. He made a mental note to visit the kitchen some time to check on Toddles as he watched the elf leave. Speaking of leaving... he should be too. Next up was the Ravenclaw table.

The student who had smiled at her, just a few minutes before now introduced himself to her and… A fifth year! WOW! All those students were older than she and… They were all talking to her! They were talking to HER, a first year who didn’t knew anybody! Hmm, was everybody just friendly here or where they having a double agenda and were they testing all the new students to see where they were capable of? Remembering the strange smile from the older student she decided to show everybody that she wasn’t just a random student and to play the game until she was sure what was going on and IF they were testing her!

Quickly she looked at the other student who sat beside her before she nodded to the older student, ”Nice to meet you, Cutty, I’m Cahira but I’m sure that you already know that” spoke the first year with a friendly smile while she grabbed her rat out of her pocked and placed the animal before her on the table, not caring if somebody would be scared about it or not because… Well… She was sitting here and if somebody was having problems with it then he or she needed to move to another place. Pointing at her rat she grinned wider, “this is my pet rat Nabber, he is very curious so… Don’t touch him unless you want him to use your fingers as one of his favorite animal snacks” again she grinned, thinking about the boy from Gryffindor, Kevin… He had dared it to touch her rat! She was sure that he NEVER would do it again…

”Yes, of course I like it here, my whole family had been sorted in Slytherin so being here now is really one of the best things! I’m sure that I’m going to have a lot adventures here!” Looking around her, curious to see more than just this place she couldn’t wait to sneak around during the night and see everything what was hidden during the day! Looking back at Cutty she placed her hands over her rat to keep it close. ”Do you have some advice for a first year like me?” Curious because she was sure that the older students here were having a lot information she didn’t knew she wanted to know it all! Just to… Know how to stay out of trouble…




Okay… Cool! If he wanted to be called Ollie then she would call hm like that, as long as nobody else was giving her a nickname or something like that because… for her… That wouldn’t be cool! Not at all! But for him, strangely that name was fitting him! He seemed to be… Very shy and a little out of place here but, maybe it was because he was new here and because he didn’t knew what to expect? ”Okay, it’s Ollie then!” Nodded Cahira while she offered him her hand. ”Oh YES! I like it here, this was what I always wanted! Slytherin is my home from now one!” Grinned Cahira while she looked around here, while thinking about what she could do now that she finally was here at Hogwarts! She could explore EVERYTHING and sneak around at places where she wasn’t allowed to come, just because she liked it to have a cool adventure and to… Just break some rules! Rules where there to be broken right? ”Do you like it here? And… Did you wanted to be sorted here?” Curious she looked at the boy, wondering where he was capable of…



”YES! I LOVE it to have adventures! My father is always watching me because he is afraid that I will get in trouble and that he need to search for me… But now that I’m here and none of the teachers is aware of what I like or want to do I can FINNALY have some fun here! And besides… Rules are there to be broken right?” Exited because she had found a partner in crime she smiled widely. And she didn’t had just found somebody who liked to have a adventure but a student who was older than she, somebody who KNEW what to do and maybe, if she was lucky, then she could learn something from a older Snake!

Seeing how Gregoire also looked at the ghost she heard his next words and… Amazed she looked around her, wondering if she could see more ghosts and then she… Wondered if they liked it to scare the students here, maybe they liked it to pop up out of nowhere while making scary sounds or something like that! That would be really fun to see! ”That ghost, he is looking scary but… It’s cool that he is here at our table! Is he coming often here?” She stared again at the ghost, wondering why he looked like that, all bloody and… Scared like that. Not that she was scared! Absolutely not! But… Secretly she didn’t wanted to see that ghost during the night when she was alone, that she knew for sure!

"The portraits?" muttered Cahira while looking questioningly, not understanding what would be strange about that... But... She would find it out soon, she was sure about that!



Raising her eyebrow ad the boy who sat beside her she wondered what was wrong with him, yes, a lot was happening around them but… that was good and fun! She enjoyed it to see all those things and to meet with other people and this boy beside her just needed to smile some more! His face looked like a the behind of a pig like that! And believe me, she absolutely wasn’t giving him a compliment while thinking like that! But, again… She didn’t cared if she was irritating the boy because he had been born with a mouth to tell it her if he didn’t wanted to have company so, unless he was opening his mouth and he would say something to her, she just would act like herself, impulsive, sometimes a little arrogant and overall, trying to see where somebody else was capable of!

”Hmm, you don’t look that fine, are you alright?” Curious because his face looked like the behind of a pig she folded her arms and stared at the boy…

Agatha stood there with the most bored out expression on her face as Aegis argued with Dante Malloy. Uuuuurgh, honestly. She was tired of telling the Gryffindor to beat it but he never listened to her.

So she just waited, not even looking at either of the boys. She rolled her eyes and lazily nodded her head as she waved a dismissive hand at Aegis when he FINALLY left them.

Dante was now telling him that he wouldn't be hard on him? "Trust me, you haven't known him for as long as I have." She made a face as she looked at Aegis' going back to his house table. But the Slytherin's next words made Agatha turn her head completely to face him with a smirk. "You're right once again." Wise student, eh? They certainly needed more of those.

She was going to talk more but the Headmistress was starting her speech. She applauded lazily when they were meant to and barely looked at the new professors and Head of Houses. Hmph. She still wanted professor Bellaire to be their Head of House. Slytherin would be so much better with that amazing woman in their leadership and the annoying kids would constantly be in trouble and that would be beyond perfect.

Food time. Perfect. "The elves make pretty good food." Agatha sent Dante Malloy a cool smile before serving herself. "They're good creatures in general, that is... until they decide to come up here and bother us." She rolled her eyes again at the thought of that annoying little creature that was near their table a few minutes earlier. Luckily the amazing professor Bellaire graciously dealt with it.

"Hopefully soon," he mused, otherwise there'd be a riot on their hands. He could already see people getting restless, there was enough evidence of that on this table, but he could see other professors heading to other tables. More trouble? Who knew? "We probably could have snuck down to the kitchens if we'd have left a little earlier..." like, before all the Professors and ghosts were around and stuff. He didn't see much point in going now, it was surely a matter of minutes before Truebridge did her talking thing.

Zeke nodded along to Hady's suggestion. That made sense, and it got him thinking about classes. He was looking forward to them and NOT looking forward to them both at the same time. He felt conflicted. "D'you reckon this year will be harder than last?" he asked, wondering out loud.

He couldn't help but chuckle a bit. Hady did have a point, the antidote had worked, and that was an achievement in itself, kinda. "I'm pretty good with potions, so it'd have sucked if I got it wrong." Just saying. "Pretty sure they'd have had me brewing for the rest of my summer if I did stuff it up." Practice made progress after all, simply because perfection was unattainable, or something to that effect.

Zeke let his arm drop back to his side after their hug was done, and watched curiously as she placed down the flowers and put one in her hair. It looked nice, but she already looked nice to begin with, so... yeah. He was about to pass comment on it when Truebridge started addressing the masses. FINALLLLYYY!!! It was an underwhelming speech, as they always were, but he wasn't going to be disappointed, because... FOOOD!

"I love feasts," he confessed.

It was possible that Dot bared more teeth than normal when she grinned at Zeke, but it was mostly friendly. She just also kind of wanted to see if he'd keep squirming. For science and stuff.

"I've been splendid. How do you like being a Gryffindor? Is it like... constantly running, jumping, climbing trees...? Jumping off things? It sounds so exhausting." She was teasing. Could he tell?

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Turning her attention back to the two said friends she smirked lightly. So they wanted to know about her summer hmm? There wasn't exactly all that much to say really but she'd do her best with it. "Well we went to Ireland for my birthday and mum and dad allowed my friend to come with us. It was pretty cool getting to see where I was born and all..." That was where she had began to trail off though. Don't get her wrong it had been great and all but it was also somewhat sad for her as well.

Shaking the thoughts away quickly before she had a chance to get sad or misty eyed she shrugged her shoulders as she continued. "Nothing much else really after that. Just messed about with my friend telling him about what it's like here and not getting any sleep...like last night." Hady laughed softly glancing from Dot to Zeke then. "What did you both do?"

"Happy birthday late! We should have cake in the kitchens later. With ice cream and cocoa and whatever you want!" Birthdays were so important, especially if you were unlucky enough to celebrate them away from school and friends. Dot repressed any jealousy over Hady spending her birthday seeing her birthplace with her birth parents, since she hadn't been HERE. HERE was better. Dot was sure of it.

"You told a friend? A wizard friend?" 'Cause telling Muggle friends was against the rules. Did Hady even have Muggle friends? How strange and interesting and unusual.

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The Hufflepuff tilted his head at Dot. "You just didn't notice it, Queen Dot. And that makes me sad that you didn't.'' He pulled on a mopey face at his little friend. But then he brightened up. Sort of. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?'' he wanted to know. Boss minion. He liked the sound of that. "Sounds awesome! I'll take the job!'' And yes... "I'd love a special title.'' Adi grinned and waited for Dot to officially bestow him one.

"I'm awfully sorry," Dot's face fell. She's insulted him, and he was her first and best minion. How AWFUL. "I'll remember from now on. You're the Minion Lord. That's your fancy title. D'you forgive me?"

He'd BETTER. It was the best offer at this table. "You should go to your table before the queen eats your face off. And also..." She pointed at the Headmistress and speech giving. FYI.

"Nice to meet you, Ollie." It sounded about right. Though Cutty had been wrong about why the pink-haired girl had gotten into trouble like the story of Peter Pan it had all happened before and it was all sure to happen again. Just another Opening Feast at the Slytherin Table. "Thanks for the update. So, are yer froohm a long line of Slytherins?"

Hehehe...Agatha was stupid. So was Cutty. But not stupid enough to have not caught the glance Happygoody was giving ...




Dante Malloy. Like a portmonteau meaning a mixture of metals to produce badness. He liked it. It had nothing to do with the dead handsomeness of the Malloy boy. "Nice to have metchyur, Dante. And, I wish yer would. There aren't alot of challenges fer me here." He confessed freely the frustration of never being met half or even a quarter of the way. "I sell sweets, by the way. Sweets. If yer know what I mean." WTH, Cutty?!



"Yeah, that's the rumour goin' 'round." He said with a sigh, wiggling to gain himself some space betwixt the two prefects. "That's the price of ambition, though. People know yer capable of anything and then when anything happens yer the numba one culprit." Double jeopardy too, if you happened to be Slytherin. Had they been in any other house they would've been assumed to be misunderstood or 'Are there problems at home?'.
"Though I'd take that as a compliment, though."

An uncomfortable pause later, and the following question came out, "So did yer kill him?"



Still smarting a bit from having missed all the fun, Cutty turned his attention toward the dorm mate. I guess it was about time that they started a prank war. Cutty was looking for new recruits. "So snog any honies oveh the summeh, Wisteria?" Not a frill or sugarcoated polish about it.



"I didn't forget. I got a host of things t'show yer." He reassured the King of the Puffers, amused highly by feigned hit. "And I thought I was yer Slytherin Princess, Rehman." But Cutty did sound sincerely offended. His jealously lately was getting out of hand.



"I wasn't aware. I got here a bit late and I missed yer sortin'." She was thrilled when the sorting hat told her into which house she belonged, right?

Then she was taking a live rat out of her pocket and it struck him as vaguely familiar. He couldn't however place just where he'd seen this before, or even if he had at all. It just seemed familiar. Then he was laughing quite amused by her lose usage of the word 'curious'. Because of course by 'curious' she meant, 'DON'T TOUCH CUZ HE'LL CHEW YER FACE OFF!!11!!'. "I'm curious as well." He said with a smile.

"Yer goin' t'loooooov Hogwarts, Cahira. There are so many adventures to get into. We should go by Professor Thompson's office. He has a pen FULL of magical animals for you to pet." She liked animals, right? People who didn't like animals didn't usually keep them as pets. An alternative explanation popped into Cutty's mind, though. What if the rat had been an animagus or something. "I do have some advice. Are you ready for it? 'Wheneveh yew've got the chance, take it'." He could've said something careless or generic, but something in his instinct was telling him this was not one of those kids that you give generic advice to.

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Zhenya smiled at Bianca. Okay, she did want to talk. Good! "Oh I was just… I," she shrugged, "I thought I was running a bit late is all." But clearly she wasn't. She glanced at the front of the staff table, knowing there were a few staff members who were leaving at the end of term. Sure enough, there were new professors there too. Zhenya was looking forward to seeing which classes they would be teaching, and getting to know them. Hopefully they were kind.

"Oh we did have a Herbology professor. Last term…I never made it to a lesson though," she said sadly. Herbology was one of her favourites, and she really missed Professor Bentley. "Animagus? Who is animagus?" She frowned, looking up the staff table. Wow, interesting!

She thought that she was late? She would never been late since it took a decade to sort the bunch of newbies. "Oh, I see." The brunette said. "What makes thou late then?" She asked.

They had last term? But... Bianca looked again. "look, if we hast herbology profess'r this term, he 'r she shouldst sit next to the healer, right?" She said. Because the staffs seat were placed in subjects' alphabetical order. "That one. He is new, right? He just transform'd into a cat and freak'd Flamst'd out." If he taught Transfiguration, it would be interesting because Bellaire was a bummer. Seriously.

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Caleb smiled at the girl nearby who was giving him a slow clap. SLOW CLAP ON THE FIRST DAY? Hollaaaaaaaa! Finally someone appreciated his hard work! He smiled at her and nodded. "Thanks...Prefect Newell, but just call me Caleb," he added. No need to be all formal and whatnot, it's not like he was a professor...

Although how COOOOOOL would that be too? Hehe.

Bianca didn't give a slow clap for no reason. That Prefect Caleb had tried to calm the shenanigans down. "thou're welcometh, Caleb. " She said and smiled. "I mean.. you're welcome. Sorry, I'm practicing my Shakespearean English." She started speaking Shakespearean. Yeah, she became interested in Shakespearean English and started learning them since this summer.

Had she introduced herself to him? No. "Oh, where is my manner. I'm Bianca Rush. And.. uh, Good luck." Because being a leader wasn't easy. She did remember when Gary was appointed to be a Head Boy.

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"Hopefully soon," he mused, otherwise there'd be a riot on their hands. He could already see people getting restless, there was enough evidence of that on this table, but he could see other professors heading to other tables. More trouble? Who knew? "We probably could have snuck down to the kitchens if we'd have left a little earlier..." like, before all the Professors and ghosts were around and stuff. He didn't see much point in going now, it was surely a matter of minutes before Truebridge did her talking thing.

Zeke nodded along to Hady's suggestion. That made sense, and it got him thinking about classes. He was looking forward to them and NOT looking forward to them both at the same time. He felt conflicted. "D'you reckon this year will be harder than last?" he asked, wondering out loud.

He couldn't help but chuckle a bit. Hady did have a point, the antidote had worked, and that was an achievement in itself, kinda. "I'm pretty good with potions, so it'd have sucked if I got it wrong." Just saying. "Pretty sure they'd have had me brewing for the rest of my summer if I did stuff it up." Practice made progress after all, simply because perfection was unattainable, or something to that effect.



Zeke let his arm drop back to his side after their hug was done, and watched curiously as she placed down the flowers and put one in her hair. It looked nice, but she already looked nice to begin with, so... yeah. He was about to pass comment on it when Truebridge started addressing the masses. FINALLLLYYY!!! It was an underwhelming speech, as they always were, but he wasn't going to be disappointed, because... FOOOD!

"I love feasts," he confessed.

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"Happy birthday late! We should have cake in the kitchens later. With ice cream and cocoa and whatever you want!" Birthdays were so important, especially if you were unlucky enough to celebrate them away from school and friends. Dot repressed any jealousy over Hady spending her birthday seeing her birthplace with her birth parents, since she hadn't been HERE. HERE was better. Dot was sure of it.

"You told a friend? A wizard friend?" 'Cause telling Muggle friends was against the rules. Did Hady even have Muggle friends? How strange and interesting and unusual.

"The sooner the better." She agreed with a firm nod of her head as she glimpsed some of the others at the table getting restless once again. At his mention of them sneaking down the to kitchens earlier she nodded once more. "We probably could've done that but oh well we have all year long to do that." Surely they could sneak down for a snack together some time without much trouble at all.

At Zeke's mention of class being harder Hady shrugged her shoulders pulling a 'maybe' look. "Probably but we both did alright for ourselves last year and we got each others backs this year if one of us needs help, right?" Of this she was certain cause friends always helped friends. And being at Hogwarts one always had more then enough friends to help them out.

Hady was about to answer Zeke on the whole antidote thing again but Dot began talking excitedly about going to the kitchens to celebrate. "Sure! We can do that later or tomorrow if we're not all to stuffed from the feast." She laughed smiling at her friends cheerfulness.

The laughter and smile faded soon replaced by confusion. "Uh yes? He's known forever. We grew up together so he's more of a brother really then a friend." That made it okay for Jaxon to know right? It's not like he would ever tell anyone.

Her thoughts drifted back to her friend at home only being pulled from them when she saw and heard the Headmistress speaking. Listening quietly until it was over she smiled at Zeke. "So do I. Who doesn't love lots of food?"

(This was supposed to happen before the feast started, whoopsies)

Looking around at the snakes he was talking to, Gregoire smiled. It was a good thing to know he made so many new friends. Speaking of friends...

There was one Ravenclaw in particular that he had to go visit still. Mainly try to scare her, but still, he had to visit her. Maybe she was with another Ravenclaw that she just so happened to have a crush on. This would make the visit even better! Gregoire could finally get to play the matchmaker! This just had to happen.

His grin widening more than ever, Gregoire got up and said to the people he was talking to "I'll be right back. I have a friend to visit."

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"Yeah, that's the rumour goin' 'round." He said with a sigh, wiggling to gain himself some space betwixt the two prefects. "That's the price of ambition, though. People know yer capable of anything and then when anything happens yer the numba one culprit." Double jeopardy too, if you happened to be Slytherin. Had they been in any other house they would've been assumed to be misunderstood or 'Are there problems at home?'.
"Though I'd take that as a compliment, though."

An uncomfortable pause later, and the following question came out, "So did yer kill him?"

Wait, so people actually DID think that he had offed him? NOOOO! Caleb didn't think that was ACTUALLY the word around the school. He groaned and rolled his eyes.

"No, of course not! I was hoping YOU knew where he was, being his cousin and all," he told him. So no one knew where Ethan was? Great. Just great. That didn't help the rumor mill at ALL. "I mean, I'm willing to push people down in my way, but I would never stoop to THAT level. I was just as surprised when I got the owl as anyone else," he explained. It was the genuine truth. He remembered exactly what he was doing...playing with Baldwin in the backyard, who was chasing Sophie's kneazle up a tree, and then the owl came down and Caleb screamed so loud Baldwin got scared and ran in the house.

Hopefully they'd find out what happened to him soon. More for the sake of Caleb's reputation than genuine concern...

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Bianca didn't give a slow clap for no reason. That Prefect Caleb had tried to calm the shenanigans down. "thou're welcometh, Caleb. " She said and smiled. "I mean.. you're welcome. Sorry, I'm practicing my Shakespearean English." She started speaking Shakespearean. Yeah, she became interested in Shakespearean English and started learning them since this summer.

Had she introduced herself to him? No. "Oh, where is my manner. I'm Bianca Rush. And.. uh, Good luck." Because being a leader wasn't easy. She did remember when Gary was appointed to be a Head Boy.

...What was Shakespeare?

Caleb was confused, but considered that that was the LEAST shocking thing he'd experienced so far at this feast, he just let it go.

"Nice to meet you Bianca," Caleb said with a smile. It was probably a good idea to like...know people in his house. Being prefect and all.

Seeing Emmylou yawn made her yawn to, all the scariness and excitement had her totally spent, and dinner was just being served right now, thank goodness. She was starving. "im really excited to use the school owls..... they have school owls right??" her parents didn't allow her to take their family owl but thank goodness she got to take Klein. He was somewhere in the dorms right now because she had pestered another student and asked where all her things and her pet went.

"Look Em!! Food!" she was so glad her cousin was sitting next to her. "are you allowed to sit here and eat with me?" she asked, really hoping the answer was yes. ohh things were crazy at her table. "stay here" it was more of a plea then anything else, someone who she really knew since birth really and she felt comfortable with. She snuggled next to her cousin.



Smirking, this was a good look for Noah. Giggling she listened for him to explain to her what "rabies" was. "they what!!! BITE??? CRAZY??? DEHYDRATED....." she didn't want to finish the last part.. oh no.. why would Noah think that she had this thing.. was he being sarcastic? or did he actually ask her if she had it... Noah was taking her on an emotional roller coaster. Okay thank goodness he was changing the subject.

"they don't sound fun at all and from the sounds of all the craziness thats happening at each table I think some students will be receiving them" saying quietly and she smirked at him, anyone else was better than her right. wait... did he said his ears ring.. so that means he had one.. "you got one?? what did you do??" she asked him totally interested in what kind of trouble he was upto.



She was so glad that he loved London, nodding at his statement of saying it was so amazing but not as amazing like home.. "theres no place like home" her favourite story, the wizard of OZ, she cant even keep count on how many times she has read that story. Hoping that Gregoire got the reference she put on a fake sad face. "no pictures" just kidding she wasn't sad, she knew that one day she will be able to see them. "its okay we can save that for another time!.... right??" he was a really nice guy and of course she wanted to be friends with him.

"The foods here!!! DIG IN!" she yelled happily! she couldn't have been any happier to see it. she started to pile food on her plate and pouring some sort of drink into an empty cup.. "everything looks so good" she said just to anyone that was listening, like she was kind of in a trance. Echo wished that her parents put out this kind of spread every time they sat down and ate a meal.. Turning to Gregoire she asked. "is this what its like every meal?" astonished that so much food was cooked.

*Yep that was the reason why he didn't want to tell her what rabies was. But then again her reaction made him laugh. That was something he didn't see coming. It was only a joke and the girl was freaking out.*
"Haha! Don't worry! Ha I'm pretty sure you don't have it."

*The food appeared then and Noah started to fill up his plate. Pouring himself a glass of water he smirked and held it up to Echo.*
"Now don't freak out... just making sure..."
*He let out a laugh as he set the water back down.*

*Starting on his plate on food he smiled tucking into a chicken leg. It took him a few moments to realize that she had asked him another question.*
"Ah... well I got that howler because I umm... Well... I tricked a muggle boy in my primary school to eat a puking pasty. My dad was away on business so since he couldn't yell at me then he sent me a howler. I opened up the thing in the kitchen and... well it took an hour before the house elves to come out of hiding. My sister had to snap her fingers by my ears for about 10 minutes before I was able to start hearing things again."