SPOILER!!: Adeline
Adeline scrunched her nose at his question, of course she wasn't lost, they were allowed to be at other tables, the boy looked like he was a second or third year, shouldn't he know that? "No, I'm not lost, you do know that you can visit other tables, right?" Clearly this boy didn't. Of course the talks of food again, stupid food and stuff, Adeline heard her stomach grumbled, she wanted food and she wanted it now. "I have no idea, to be respectful, maybe." Adeline had the answer to a lot of things but not to that question. "I'm Adeline." Might as well introduce herself.
Why was she making a face he was assuming he was sitting next to one of the weird girls. Bet she hair whippe as well, sigh there were to many around this castle for his liking. Oh so you could visit other tables,
“Good to know” now if he could find Brynny he’d head to her table whichever that was. It was seeming more and more it wasn’t his house. He frowned at the thought, but whatever so what his best friend wasn’t at the same table no need to be upset over it.
“Well we’d be quieter for her speech if we were fed and sleepy not hungry and not caring.” That was just assumed fact to him. If he was hungry he wasn’t going to pay attention so witch needed to hurry up with the food. He glanced back up to the staff table, nope they were going to be here a long while. Oh and now they were exchanging names,
“I’m Bart” SPOILER!!: I want to type Daichi so bad oh wait just did and Sir Nick
Kevin had been watching the dramatic reaction of a boy around his own age when the Gryffindor Ghost had appeared. It was kind of hard to miss seeing someone fall on the ground you know and the eleven year old wondered WHY he had fallen down.
Had he been scared by the ghost's sudden appearance? Whatever it was, Kevin chuckled a little but quickly stopped when he realised that the guy was coming over towards his place. Had he heard him chuckle at him? His two different eye colored eyes narrowed as he looked at the boy suspiciously, ready to defend himself when....he asked if a ghost head could be chopped off ....
"What" he vaguely asked and unconsiously he scratched the back of his neck. "I have no idea , let's ask the Nearly Chopped off Head ghost?" He turned his gaze from the ghost to Bart as he had introduced himself. "Why did you fell down earlier? Were you scared? You do realise that this is the Gryffindor table right? house of bravery?" he said. "Oh, and i'm Kevin"
"Nearly Headless Nick, actually," he corrected the rude one, "and your name was?" he asked, keen to remember this one. As for Captain Obvious, Nicholas just nodded, "Indeed I am, but it's a pleasure to meet you Bart," at least the boy hadn't been rude.
As if the rude boy couldn't get ruder. Nicholas pulled a face at the pair of them, in all his years he had come to expect the question, but did he have to ask so brashly?
"A blunt instrument will do that to you," he replied, taking his hair in his fist and pulling his head away, simply for show, before fixing it back in place.
Still feeling the cold from the ghost he had the urge to step through him again, but figure it would be rude so nope he would not do it again, but he listened with interest as the boy asked about his chopped off head. He laughed and leaned in closer,
“I faked it. I wanted to fall through the ghost. It was fun.” He raised his brow and laughed. It was fun so why not share the fun with others. Did this boy just question his bravery, pffft obviously he didn’t know who Bart was.
“I’m not a coward” he nodded matter of factly. Don’t worry about him he could hold his own. It was the rest of these people he wasn’t so sure of.
“Bart”
Turing his attention back to Sir Nick as Kevin was it, asked him about his head.
“So it happened before you died or can it happen when you’re a ghost?” That would be so cool if it was when he was a ghost. Probably doesn’t even hurt then.
“So how long have you been here? Did you go here when you were living or just show up after you were dead?” The ghost thing was interesting and it looked like there was one at every table.
“Are you force to be at each table or do you pull straws to see which one you want to go visit?” His mum never said anything about the ghost so he wasn’t sure.
Then came an Alexa. There she was and Bart sat up taller to make sure she saw he was not in Hufflepuff like she said he wanted to be. He was here at this table which meant he was cool now or well cooler, because he was always cool. His grin dropped as she joked, joking or not he was no creeper,
“I don’t stalk. I figured you’d like seeing me at this table. See not a puff.” He then laughed,
“I think you are stuck meeting with me more often same house and all.” or were the older and younger students apart or something. He wasn’t really sure how this school worked.