SPOILER!!: Sammy and Elektra.
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GrapehGrape 
Sammy looked at the portrait and waited for the others to say their names. The first year didn't want to anger him anymore than he already was. That just wouldn't be enjoyable. The older girl said her name was Elektra. Sammy made a mental note of that. He raised an eyebrow as he noticed the boy stutter of his name. Had did you get Damon from Dar?
The old man scoffed at the young Ravenclaw. "It is just as rude to stare at someone than it is to ignore them, boy." Didn't anyone teach these kids manners anymore?!
He listened as each of them spoke their names. "Well, Samuel, Elektra, and Damon...what do you want?" He had already lost what little patience he had with the students.
Great. It called him Samuel. "I-uh-was just wondering if you could actually talk." This guy sure was grumpy.
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Imsosikk07 Elektra raised her eyebrow at the stuttering boy saying his name. Was kind of odd that her got Damon from "Dar." As the impatient man's temper seemed like it wasn't going away she raised her eyebrow. "Well boys I think we can clearly say that this ild chap hasn't had a decent night's rest so why don't we let him sleep and talk to other portraits that are in a better mood. What do you say?" She said looking down at the first year boys. It wasn't like Elektra to be helping out first years, but for some reason she had changed after she had left Hogwarts for a while and came back. "I know that are plenty of portraits around here that would just love to see new faces rather than my old one." she said with a chuckle.
And now they were giving him funny looks.
Well, he had stuttered his name, and maybe it was odd for people to do that, but had Darwin ever said he was normal? And Damon WAS his name just... his middle name, and he had to learn to remember that there was no one to correct him 'round here, now.
So he would ignore the looks. Except for the tiny hint of a blush that was creeping up his cheeks.
"Well, what would you, uh, rather?" he managed, a little more bluntly than he'd intended - of course, he didn't WANT to be rude, but this man was surely being so, and so he couldn't help it.
"I mean, would you rather people walked past, or stared? You're a, uh, painting, aren't you s'pose to be stared at?" Wasn't that what pictures were for?
Eh, the magic world was getting stranger by the minute.
And now he wanted to know what they wanted, oh. Darwin nodded in agreement with the other first year.
"Yeah, uh, that," he said as he moved his head.
"Because I've never spoken to a portrait before, y'see." And he wasn't sure he ever wanted to talk to one again. They were WEIRD, and mean.
Unless Elektra was serious, and she knew of portraits that wouldn't MIND being spoken to. He nodded, slowly in reply to her.