Puffer table.
She had totally come over to gloat. ...NAAAAAH. Cause she couldn't
really do that. Even though it was sort of in her nature to boast and stuff. But she had friends here so she decided instead of going to the Ravenclaw table with her flock and becoming a sobbing mess or heading over to the Gryffindor table and becoming an equally-sobby-mess. So she decided on the Hufflepuff table. A hand went to the little
flower in her hair and the other smoothed her wrinkly shirt that usually was dumped on the floor at the end of the day.
She could get her mom to clean it. Then lock it up over the Summer.
SUMMER TIME.
Anyway, the soon-to-be third year strolled towards the Puffer table and beamed at all it's inhabitants.
"HELLO HUFFLEPUFFS AND PUFF FRIENDS." Make way for the best beater in the school! Hey was that -
"HAI TERRY!" Blue waved at him. Why wasn't he sitting down? Ah well. The Hufflepuffs would surely be glad to have her company. The girl sat down by whoever. And played with a spoon.
How you may ask?
We'll never know.