Niamh's head swung round as a girl a little younger than herself addressed her. The blonde hadn't spotted her when she'd sat down. "Sorry, I didn't notice anyone there. I'm Niamh, in Fourth, but I'm as new to Hogwarts as you are." She explained, suddenly afraid that the First Year might expect her to know the school and it's many, many names and faces. "How are you finding it so far?" She asked, warmly. Niamh had a sister much younger than herself and it had given her a very nurturing, maternal side.
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