*Poor Romulus found a seat and slowly sat down in shock. Hufflepuff... That was where the his brother was. His older brother was stupid, mean, and a major flirt. Rom was smart, shy, and stayed to himself. How in Merlin's great wisdom could they be put in the same house!?
He could already hear his cousins Zoe and Cece saying things. It was a known fact that the Tilstorms were Slytherins. His cousin Cece was the prime example of the perfect Tilstorm. He was now dreading seeing his favorite cousin.

Trying to think of anything else but the current topic running around in his mind he noticed something. Before coming to the school Romulus had read every book about Hogwarts he could get his hands on. So he knew for the most part what to expect. Looking over the silverware he frowned a little. Where were the gold cups and plates? Never had he read about paper cups and plastic forks. Looking up he noticed the house flag was more than a little tattered. Sure the school was old but there was magic to fixing these things. Why the lack of tradition and up keep?*