SPOILER!!: VickersSQUEE
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Steelsheen 
He gave another small shrug. He too lived in a manor (they are Vanderbilts after all) and had elves at their beck and call. But indeed they arent quite the kind of narrow-minded traditionalists many Purebloods were "Very traditional... I understand." he replied politely. "Our family have learned to take what works well and adapt it into how we do things, I dont recall blood purity to be a driving factor--" at least thats not what was impressed upon him "-- but moreso our family just had the luck of being Pureblood out of circumstances..... business opportunities, common backgrounds and values.....that sort of thing." Birds of the same feather and all that....
Oh look Lottie was here! But.... her robes have turned yellow. "Hello Lottie" he greeted the young girl. She looked particularly miserable, so he decided to save the congratulating for never. He listened to the girls talk... so Lottie wanted to be sorted in Slytherin? Vickers' lips twitched a bit. In his silent opinion Lottie was rather fortunate to have been sorted with the Hufflepuffs. He eyed the Slytherin table. Seem to be an unsavory lot as a whole, even if he had acquaintances there.
But he didn't understand. It didn't seem like it. She merely stared at him as he babbled on...
He had no idea what it was like for Elliot. But it didn't matter. She hadnt expected much once he revealed that his nickname was after some muggle flying thing.
"You and my father...would kill each other..." she merely said. Because according to her father's ideology, it WAS a privilege to be pureblood, and with it came the fruits of her families' fortune. Enormous fortune it was, too. She chuckled. "HE was a slytherin..." as if to say,
what can you expect?
She glanced back at wittle Wottie...hoping she was okay...and then looked back at Vickers. She had come to ELLIOT, not, VIckers...which made Elliot feel AWESOME.
hahahahHAAA!
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Presley Black Presley sat back down after chatting with her cousin, feeling a little sorry for the girl, but honestly it was better than being disowned. "Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me" she sang under her breath. This definitely was her number one worst birthday ever.
Elliot had lost Pres on the way to the Great Hall...but she found her friend and sighed. She had gotten something for her. But it was in the common room...
"Sorry, I should have told you back there..." she said softly. "But Happy Birthday, Presley Black!" she smirked...
The string of pearls would look quite nice on Presley's slender neck. And all ladies had to have a pair of REAL pearls.
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Awarlesta Black Awarlesta approached the Ravenclaw after realizing she hadn't even said a birthday wish to her cousin amongst the chaos. While in Diagon Alley, she managed to pick up something. She tapped her cousin's shoulder and handed her a little wrapped box. "Here, Presley, happy birthday..."
Elliot's attention snapped to this...puffer. "Presley, what is this little puffball doing wishing you a happy birthday?" she asked, horrified...Presley was friends with PUFFER?!?