Damiens eyebrow twitched...somehow he just knew that the comment was related to his height...then again, maybe not. He grinned back at Kellen. Maybe you just need to get your ears checked. Too many flying earplugs can be a health hazard you know. And you did get hit in the head alot. He snickered, remembering when the girl on the train had attacked him with the foam.

Two can play at this game, short one.

Kellen held up three fingers and stuck them right close to Damien's nose, "Her name was Kate, and your little taunt reminds me..." His face lost its happy expression, and concern spread over it rapidly, "You should count my fingers, Elric. Emilia nailed you pretty hard in the eye, didn't she? You might need glasses, or an eye patch."

He turned to Sabel, that concern still there even as his eyes gave off a mischievous twinkle. He couldn't very well say anything, what with him pretending to be concerned and all, so he gave the girl Sabel was talking to a half-wink in the hopes she'd realize he'd talk to her in a minute. When he did talk, his voice carried the same worried tone as before, "Don't you think his eye looks awfully red, Dakest? Here, take my spot," Kellen got up and moved to the other side of Damien, sitting down again, "it's hard to see him from where you are, so far away and all. Come closer. Do you think he might lose it?"

Damien looked between the two, a worried frown on his face. Is it really red? he asked, turning to Sabel for confirmation. He hadn't been hit that hard had he?? What was he gonna do if he had to spend his first week with an eyepatch?! He might be able to pull it off, but it would still look ridiculous on him. He shifted nervously waiting for a reply.

"Gosh I hope not, I can barely handle one crazy kitten."Arya grined when Sabel pointed to the two boys arguing. She looked over at them amused, they reminded her of her and the twins."Earplug fights?"She looked at him with a puzzled expression on her face. He couldn't mean actual earplugs could he?

"Hmm, I didn't realize it but now I'm gonna think of whenever I say it too! I like Robin, he's cute. Plus you could always get one next year."Arya had been listening to Allison lie about laughing at the older girl. An amused expresion on her face she poking Allison in the ribes she whispered in her ear, "Your a terrible liar." before turning her attention to her soup.

"Yo." Ian greeted Kellen's friend with a nod of his wild head. Sabel Dakest was his name, apparently. "I'm ... well, I do have a name." Leaving it there and unabashedly grinning, Ian helped himself with a lot of desert.

But then, then ... Whoa.

Whoooooaaaa.

Suddenly, there were a whole lot of girls and other people that Ian didn't remember meeting (or maybe he just forgot having done so) and he found himself struggling to keep up to whatever it was that they were rambling about.

He only caught snippets of it, really; someone called Bunbury not liking anyone, people dying (insert shudder here), merpeople invading the school (insert another shudder here), and finally ... Lord Voldemortist.

Ian deduced he should be scared, but he could hardly do so as he ate, so he saved the panic attack for later.

Hmmm. Oh. Lunatic Quidditch person was talking to him. "Uuuh." What had they been talking about? Head tipped to one side, Ian studied Quidditch girl carefully. He had, of course, not missed the fact that SHE had a badge. Would she be the type to put protective charms on it? Ian was also very much hoping girly thought the reason of all the staring was because he thought her pretty and not because she could SEE through his plans. So, in order to help himself, Ian half-way smiled at her. "That's a really nice badge you've got there ... I'm sorry, I don't think I caught your name." Smoooth.

Dad would be proud. Well, not if he KNEW his real intentions, but whatever. Focusing on the OTHER older girl with the biggest badge of them all and reaaally nice and glossy hair, hmmmm ... FOCUS. "Not when I'm being bossed around by them." Ian's smile was just a tad foolish, but he was unaware of this. Head Girl Lady was real pretty, and she reminded him of those extremely pretty and unattainable and dangerously deadly asian girls in the muggle movies were people were always fighting in a ways he could only dream of doing. Martial art movies!

It also didn't help that she was older.

... WHERE was Colby? Ian liked sharing these things with that clown he had for brother. "Oh, I'm Ian. Ian McKensie," the boy announced loud enough for Head Girl Lady to hear. And everyone else on the table, too, for that matter.

Who CARED if little psychopath Allison was still on the table, huh? THAT didn't seem to matter anymore.

Sabel couldn't keep his grin down as he looked over to Allison, laughing at the 'Merlin's beard comment'. "Unfortunately dear Merlin is black, not white as Merlin's beard has so been accredited. But yes, I think it will stick." He tilted his head at the Robin comment, a smile playing on the corner of his mouth. "He sounds adorible. Doesn't happen to do with the Robin in Batman does it?" He gave her a playful wink to show he was teasing.

Glancing at Kellen again he cast him a small smirk. "A new coat of paint? To say what? Loitters will be prosecuted by witty jokes and intellegent conversation?"

His eyes slid to Arya, grinning at her. "Yup actual earplugs. Which is what this poor soul was wounded with." He began in a sympathizing voice, wrapping an arm around Damien's shoulder's. Kellen wanted to play this up, so he was more than willing to go along with it and have a bit of fun. He patted Damien's back gently.

"Wounded upon the feild of battle he was. Can you not see the damage done to his eye? The red, bloodshot gaze he now gives each he looks at? I fear, we may have to take him to the infirmiry and tell them that a foam projectile has brought him to their hard beds and white walls."

Glancing over his shoulder he stole a quick smile at Kellen before looking back at Damien, his tone becoming serious. "You do have medical insurance, right?"

Allison almost lost her very fake distressed face when Arya poked her in the ribs. Covering her grimace/laugh she groaned instead. Not very lady like she knew, but her aunt weren't there to tell her a single thing.

"Shush you.." Allison whispered out of the corner of her mouth.

"Ian McKensie...what a lovely name," Allison purred. She had no idea she was purring she merely thought she came out as interested and cute. Not knowing she was sounding much older than she should. Then again Allison was too small, and whether she had been squeaking or purring it really didn't make much of a difference. She was just a kid after all.

Allison gave Lying Ian a big knowing grin that looked predatorial. Moving on from Cela's badge huh? She gave a quick quirk to her brows and grabbing a cookie Allison bit quickly into it and chuckled. "Oh-ho! Ho-ho-ho! <(^O^)>
Ian, what will ever happen the day I meet your brother and tell him you've been using his name?" That ought to crack his foolish smile.

Guilty as charged, "Actuallllly. Yes I'm quite a fan of those ancient comics. Nothing like good old retro muggle television." A bit embarrassed Allison noticed she enjoyed Sabel's company. A shame he was Gryffindor really. Had he been a Ravenclaw he'd have taken the hero title next to Cela's Heroine spot.

Before she could comment any further into Batman and Robin Allison heard Sabel mention Kellen to Arya, "Poor?" She looked at the boy Sabel was now half-embracing? Well no, he was sort of just showing him to Arya. The boy stood almost at Allison's height and looked just as young. However something about him did not scream first year. And his eyes was actually in perfect conditions.

But seeing as Allison did enjoy a good joke as long as it wasn't in her expense she played along, "Oh noes. Sabel do you think they'll be able to fix him up?" She was NOT doing this for Kellen, he was a meanie. But Sabel was friendly...and totally cool.

Giving the boy (Damien) a sad look Allison shook her head, "May Merlin...not your kitten Sabel, lend his wisdom to our Healer and save your..." Allison cruelly winced at the boy's eye, "eye." When caught off-guard her lying was poor, but when in good fun she could bring up some hidden acting skills inherited by her grandmother. Allison then quickly mumbling, "If you can call that bloody thing an eye."

Student problems? she asked
well yeah there are other problems but its just that if you can help the prefects and professors solve the problem then its fine and if you cant we just stay out of the prefects work and not cause more trouble she said shrugging
that's what i do she said.

Arya giggled and smiled back at the boy who winked at her. She watched him with a goofy grin as he played along with the charade Sabel had started.

"Awww, pooor thing!"Surpressing the urge to laugh but unable to hide the smile that crept across her face, Arya played along with Sabel and the other boy. Speaking with a sympathizing voice, her brown eyes glowing with laughter."I think it might be to late to save hi eye, look at it! Its beyond help."As she spoke she reached over and patted the boy on his arm."Yes, you will need insurance. Its to late for his eye but we can still save his life."Arya giggled, unable to hold it back any longer.

Arya giggled more at Allison's joke about Sabel's kitten. She was enjoying herself, hoping the rest of the year would be like this.

William had dozed off for a bit, not realizing he was still in the presence of the others until a loud noise woke him up. Jumping his knee collided with the bottom of the table resounding in a loud crack! Muttering under his breath he groaned as a wave of pain washed over his knee and stopped, a tingling feeling replacing it. Picking up his fork he ground his teeth as he took a few bites of his meal not caring what he ate. He wanted to find his spot in the Ravenclaw common room and hide for awhile, think things through.

Casting a weary look over at the staff table once more, feeling the massive loss of Truebridge William sighed. He sighed a lot lately, as if it would seem he was depressed. And in a way he was, but he was going to try to be friendly and warm towards everyone - unless they did something he didn't like. Perhaps what he needed was some friends around; perhaps a visit to the Slytherin table was due, or perhaps the Huffie table, just in case Katie was around.

Adrienne smiled sympathetically as Livvy seemed uncomfortable with her asking about Quidditch, then shrugged delicately. "You're welcome, and no pressure. I mean, I'm going to be dealing with NEWTs too, so I get the stress. Or at least some of it. I was just thinking your experience would be awesome," she said honestly, before grinning again at the end of the head girl's statement. "Either way's good for me." She wanted Livvy to try out, but she wasn't about to pressure her. She'd never really found that to work very well, unless shoes were involved. As in, getting someone to buy them for her.

Turning back to Allison as the tiny girl responded to her question, she grinned. "That's always a good sign. It's better to enjoy things than be all stressed out about them," she said, thinking about her own worries about this term. Oh to be back in first year, when her only problems were involving Riley and his insistence on calling her a robot. She shrugged at the compliment though. Even though she found it flattering. "Well, I guess so. I try to be the best I can at Quidditch," she said. having an ex-professoinal player for a mother alomst guaranteed she'd have to show some sort of skill. Or at least she thought her mother thought that. At least she wasn't stifled in her other likes. She smiled a little, though, as Allison then leaned closer, amused by the stubborn look but trying not to show it. She didn't know if it would offend the girl, and wasn't going to use her ablitly to find out. "Not quite yet," she replied to the question, honestly, "I think I'll settle in a bit first. But I bet the signups will get put out soon," she said with a smile, already expecting to see her name on there.

Ah, but when it came to curious boy, she wasn't about to hold back. Especially since it really seemed like he was hiding something. So, deciding to have a little fun with him, she murmured a spell as she took another slow sip of her juice, then made sure her face didn't betray anything as a tendril of her power snaked out to prod his thoughts. Grinning as it seemed he wasn't about to argue with her defense of Willow as not a tree, she let her train of thought wander a bit, even as he stared at her oddly. Hmm, interesting. I wonder if Cela knew about that, she thought, before laughing as he finally spoke. "Why thank you," she said facetiously, to his comment about her badge, before adding, "And my name's Adrienne. Nice to meet you, Ian." Hint one. Oh, and his attention was on Livvy. Probably on more than just the girl, actually, and that made her want to have her fun. Leaning over so she was closer to the boy, even though she had a feeling he'd be unsettled (even before she spoke), she lowered her voice slightly. So he'd hear but maybe not everyone else would, then spoke. "Maybe you should think about giving your mother something other than a Hogwarts badge."

And then she leaned back again and went back to her meal as if nothing had happened. Let him react how he would. It would be amusing, and she considered it a service to her fellow Ravenclaws with badges. So Grandmother couldn't fuss to much if she found out, right? She knew some people might find it funny, actually. Other than her.

Aidan pushed his empty plate away and laid his head down on his arms on the table, already extremely bored and restless. He wanted to either get to the common room, or run around the halls or grounds. He didn't like being kept in this place with a bunch of people who did nothing but talk about summer, friends, family, and upcoming school work. He didn't talk much usually, except when provoked, and he didn't have anyone to talk to anyway. And somehow, Gryffindor and Slytherin had lost points already. Well, they're off to a great start, he thought. Wish something would happen over here. A lot of the time, he seriously thought he may have been put in the wrong house. He sighed and he shut his eyes and waited for dismissal.

" Ty, how is my buddy doing?" Rex asked him. " You are not giving any trouble like you do me" Rex laughed. " How do you like the food?" Rex asked him.

" Well, I can't wait to see you get back at Jason for teasing you" Rex laughed." So do you play Quidditch?" Rex asked Mina. " I promise not to try to tease you, but it may be an empty promise" Rex laughed.

"Well thank you for the wise words" Rex told Isabella about what she said about the prefects and professors. " I do not believe you would ever get in trouble" Rex said to Isabella. " You seem to be a sweet girl" Rex explained to Isabella.

Nyx sat down in the nearest empty place at the Ravenclaw table that she could find; having just been Sorted. She nervously looked around; everyone else seemed a lot older and were already talking to friends. Upon noticing the golden plates of food lining the tables, she took some of whatever was closest--some kind of pudding--and dug in, suddenly ravenous.

Victoria walked into the great hall and headed to the Ravenclaw table, she looked up and down the table looking for her friends.

"Yeah, me too!" Thana really didn't know what else to say on that subject, so she fell silent. Not wanting to get Nina bored, she swiftly changed the subject.

"Oh, have they? I read how the House Cup works, but I'm still not sure which house I'd like to come in second. Ravenclaw has to be first, of course!" Glad for the question, Thana responded eagerly.

"Yep, he's a ravie," she said sadly. "But he wasn't on the train.......you like chese, dont you?" She said, looking at the girl with an odd kind of fascination.

Come to think on it, though, it MIGHT be cool to have a cheese name.......

GASP!

Georgie was appalled. She didn't know what to say. Her mouth opened and closed several times, but no sound came out. Her heart thumped triple time, but it felt like her veins were drained of blood. There was a loud rushing sound in her ears, but a prominent repetition of 'I didn't know Hugo Woods had a girlfriend' kept ringing and ringing in her ears. It was the most horrible sound she had ever heard!

She finally stopped the over-thinking. Snapping her mouth shut, she blinked several times, and then smiled bittersweet-ly at the girl. "I... I see," she managed, stammering just a teensy tiny bit, as she felt herself on the brink of tears. "Well, he does. Here I am," she continued, proud of herself as she didn't choke on her words. As she sat up, she puffed her chest out and raised her chin in a confident air. "And I checked the Slytherin table already. The people there are cold and mean. I just don't understand how Hugo could end up in such a house." Really, did the girl think she was THAT stupid not to start at the Slytherin table? She WAS in Ravenclaw after all. Rawr!

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Well, well, wasn't this an excited little thing? Ian couldn't help but to grin crookedly at her enthusiasm. "Yep. Most amazing guy in the whole wide world - right after me, of course." Hahaha. Modesty sometimes failed to come to him, yes.

Sipping from his goblet and then awkwardly wiping his mouth and trying not to look like a Neanderthal while doing so, Ian said cheerfully, "Col--my brother," Ahem, almost forgot the little nightmare was around still, "My brother has really curly hair. Curly black hair, I should say. And blue eyes. Actually, he kinda looks a whole bunch like me just taller and not nearly as good-looking."

Ahem. "No Name Jarvey looks like any other Jarvey. He curses a lot, that's for sure - so just follow the sound of the bad words!" Ian beamed openly because this was clearly a both funny AND good thing.

With her excitement dampened, Georgie wasn't as eager to listen to the boy, but she would anyway, if it meant finding Hugo faster. Wiping her eyes quickly and hastily on her sleeve, she beamed at the boy. It was a forced beam at first, but hey, it worked out. Yay!

It was a good thing Georgie was more optimistic than anything.

"Hmm. Alrighty," she said, surveying the boy, memorizing his features, so that in the future, if she ever saw him, she would know. "And what house is he in? Year? Anything else I should know?" It was a like a treasure hunt. She was highly amused.

And of COURSE his Jarvey looked like any other Jarvey. Acted like a few of the one's she'd encountered, too. Bah.

well i havent got in trouble till now.hopefully i will continue not to get into trouble further she said smiling.
thanks Rex she said.
so which school were you in prior to Hogwarts? she asked

hey Vicky! bella called out and waved at her friend Victoria

She felt silly now, Sylvia thought that Xander would be as excited as her also, but he seemed to contain it more than she did. "Blake must have put something in the icing." She shruged and out her cupcake back on the table, with the icing all ruined. "Though, I've never been in a pillow fight before, it's always good to try new things, right?"

"Indeed," Nia replied with a smirk. "Theo. We're as different as chalk and cheese though, if our houses hadn't already given that one away." She rolled her eyes. "We've never exactly had a close sibling relationship," she added with a chuckle. "You got any siblings?"

"Definitely," Nia said. "Sign ups start fairly early in the term, so keep an eye out." With Anya's next question, Nia looked apologetic. "Sorry, of course you wouldn't know that...silly me!" She tutted at herself. "Willow was our captain, but she graduated last year. Not sure who her replacement is yet." With that she glanced down the table in case she could spot the badge. She couldn't, but it was rather busy.

"And they Professor Vindictus teaches flying and is the Quidditch official," she continued. "He's also our Head of House. Pretty cool, actually."

"Extra weight? Really? That's the BEST you can come up with?" Rachel asked with a laugh as she sat back down at the table. She had, upon becoming prefect all those years ago only three, but yeah thought up HUNDREDS of quirky little replies to that particular question, and Livvy picked WEIGHT.

Seriously.

Looking around, she couldn't help but giggle as she caught sight of the house points. As was the Hogwarts tradition, houses were ALREADY losing points and therefore sinking into the minuses - though, thankfully, Ravenclaw was still nicely round and empty.

She really was going to miss all this. Bah - WHY do all good things HAVE TO come to an end?!

Barry entered the hall. Hogwarts. This was the last time he would enter it. Yeah he was spending the christmas break here too. He had to be there for as long as he could. Soon it would be gone.

He had so much to do. He had to reconnect with his freinds. Make some more freinds. NEWTs. House points. Get a girlfreinds. He really needed the last one. He always felt awkward around all the couples in hogwarts and sad that he didn`t have a girlfreind. But for now, eat.


Barry headed over to the area where Cela, Livvy and co sat. He nodded to everyone. He didn`t know most of them just Cela and Livvy. Oh and Rex and the magical five.

Barry spotted Celas prefect badge. Ok that was to be expected. She deserved it. Barry openned his mouth "Congrates on being a prefect!" he said not really sounding happy for her though he wanted to. Oh but he`d missed her Birthday! Barry got up and swooped her into a hug. He was getting used to these now. He had Plymouth to thank. "Happy Birthday!" he said with joy on his face. He liked Birthdays maybe someone would remember that his was on the 26th September. "I didn`t get you anything special, but wanna see it anyway?" he asked. He had it in his pocked
LIVVYYYYYYYY..... He waved to her. Then he saw the badge. Head girl. Now this was just unfair. Barry`d been left out . Yeah he didn`t deserve it but he wanted it! "So your head girl" he said plainly. Ok that wasn`t very nice "Um... how were your holidays?" he asked.
Barry saw Rex and smilled "Hey!" he called out to Rex. He was happy to be part of his club.

Sherri began eating along with the others. She peeked down the table to notice all of the older years divulging into the feast and on the other end, a few first years trying to blend in with those on the opposite ends. Across from her sat a newer Ravenclaw, whom had been sorted moments after.

"Hello, there," she greeted. Sherri wasn't sure whether she should have phrased that better, but it was a start. It was probably the first Ravenclaw she had spoken to, so far.

Helena spoke through a mouthful of roasted chicken.

"Oh, yes. Climbing trees is exhilarating! It's the best thing I can do. Even better than flying." She paused to fork some more chicken into her mouth.

"That's why I don't want to take Flying. It's not fun for me. I already know how to do it, and I want to concentrate on the subjects I don't know anything about yet."

Helena felt a tickle begin under her nose, and she scrunched it up, trying to dispel the feeling. It wasn't working. She tried to ignore it in favor of explaining her reasoning for not liking the classes she was describing.

"And as for Care of Magical Creatures, I just don't find creatures fascinating. It's not challenging enough. But we'll see. I might change my mind..."
Just as she trailed off, her nose tickled again. She couldn't help it--she sneezed. Hard. Right into her plate. Mashed potato went flying, landing in her hair, on her robes, and on Vashti's cheek...

"Yes, I have found it the same. It's wonderful. Everybody is so great, and quick to welcome you. I absolutely love it!" Helena gushed. Her cheeks reddened with the effort of trying to hold in another sneeze. It wasn't working...