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ashfig · 09-03-2012, 05:54 PM

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Originally Posted by Lottiepot

Terry felt awkward heading over to the Ravenclaw table, he admitted. Now that he had been sorted into Slytherin, he felt like an intruder heading over to the table, a sea of blue and silver. Before the sorting, he didn't think he'd feel that way, he didn't belong anywhere and do he thought he'd be accepted but now he wasn't part of their house and they were all clubbed together.

His eyes wandered up and down the table as he stood there, hoping to see someone that he recognised but apparently failing. He hoped that someone would talk to him soon otherwise he would have to head on back to his table and sit there once more. It wasn't that he didn't like his new housemates, it was that he didn't know that many other Slytherins.

The twelve year old didn't dare sit unless he was stared or shouted. But they weren't like that at Hogwarts.

Were they?

Oh, great. Cora took a deep breath. She had already arrived a bit late to the feast, and she didn't recognize a single person. Not many even knew who she was, at least Cora thought so. While she sat silently, nervously twirling her hair, she looked up and saw a boy who seemed almost as out of place as she felt.

Since she was so shy, at first Cora decided to just ignore him. After a moment, though, she thought she should be nice. Taking a deep breath, she looked up at him. "H-Hi," she said. "I'm Cora." That was all she was able to manage, and it was spoken in such a quiet voice that she couldn't be sure if he had heard. She smiled politely, wondering if he would even notice her. She quickly tucked a lock of her curly brown hair behind her ear and bit her lip nervously.

09-03-2012, 05:54 PM	#167 (permalink)
ashfig Firecrab Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: In the clouds Posts: 723 Hogwarts RPG Name: Cora Clearwater Fourth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Lottiepot Terry felt awkward heading over to the Ravenclaw table, he admitted. Now that he had been sorted into Slytherin, he felt like an intruder heading over to the table, a sea of blue and silver. Before the sorting, he didn't think he'd feel that way, he didn't belong anywhere and do he thought he'd be accepted but now he wasn't part of their house and they were all clubbed together. His eyes wandered up and down the table as he stood there, hoping to see someone that he recognised but apparently failing. He hoped that someone would talk to him soon otherwise he would have to head on back to his table and sit there once more. It wasn't that he didn't like his new housemates, it was that he didn't know that many other Slytherins. The twelve year old didn't dare sit unless he was stared or shouted. But they weren't like that at Hogwarts. Were they? Oh, great. Cora took a deep breath. She had already arrived a bit late to the feast, and she didn't recognize a single person. Not many even knew who she was, at least Cora thought so. While she sat silently, nervously twirling her hair, she looked up and saw a boy who seemed almost as out of place as she felt. Since she was so shy, at first Cora decided to just ignore him. After a moment, though, she thought she should be nice. Taking a deep breath, she looked up at him. "H-Hi," she said. "I'm Cora." That was all she was able to manage, and it was spoken in such a quiet voice that she couldn't be sure if he had heard. She smiled politely, wondering if he would even notice her. She quickly tucked a lock of her curly brown hair behind her ear and bit her lip nervously.