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*PhoenixRising* · 01-04-2015, 01:24 AM

Now the difficult part came ... finding where to sit after the sorting. She only knew a handful of people so far. What if she found herself near people who smelled funky or picked their nose while they ate? Or what if someone was accident-prone and spilled pumpkin juice on her.

Smiling casually as she walked down the aisle in search of seat, Tia's chocolate eyes roamed for a familiar face.

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Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu

Even more nervewracking than everyone watching you sit in silence with a hat on your head was sitting at the table the hat told you to. Who wouldn't mind sitting with you? Or, rather, you sitting with them? Mostly everyone at this table was already an established student, with established preferred seating, with established friends.

Then there was a ghost. Ariel made sure to sit away from that. She'd never seen one before, but never intended to meet one. Plus, the fact that she was seeing one, while she was walking to a new table, in a new school, with new people, was all too overwhelming. The fourteen-year-old felt a sudden stab of terrible homesickness. And the only person she felt comfortable with on any level was David, who she didn't see along this table at all.

Ariel kept walking and walking until she reached the far end of students and gave the most forced, nervous smile of her life to whoever she took a seat next to.

And there was someone she knew. Or well not technically since she had no idea the girl's name, but she knew she was in fourth year and judging from her robes, she was apparently her housemate as well.

Tia plopped herself down across from her and clasped her hands together. "So, now that we're going to be sharing a dorm together, do I get to know your name at least?" Cause otherwise it was going to be a long three years if the girl talked as much as she did in Malkin's ... which was not much.

01-04-2015, 01:24 AM	#92 (permalink)
PhoenixRising Quintaped Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: in my head [GMT-6] Posts: 58,788 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Adara Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Emma Montmorency (#301199) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x12 x8	whoever else, really? YesJess! \| Captain Goggles \| Mama Badger \| Eva's Soul Sister \| An OG™ \| It's all in the Numbers Now the difficult part came ... finding where to sit after the sorting. She only knew a handful of people so far. What if she found herself near people who smelled funky or picked their nose while they ate? Or what if someone was accident-prone and spilled pumpkin juice on her. Smiling casually as she walked down the aisle in search of seat, Tia's chocolate eyes roamed for a familiar face. Quote: Originally Posted by HaRoHeGiNeLu Even more nervewracking than everyone watching you sit in silence with a hat on your head was sitting at the table the hat told you to. Who wouldn't mind sitting with you? Or, rather, you sitting with them? Mostly everyone at this table was already an established student, with established preferred seating, with established friends. Then there was a ghost. Ariel made sure to sit away from that. She'd never seen one before, but never intended to meet one. Plus, the fact that she was seeing one, while she was walking to a new table, in a new school, with new people, was all too overwhelming. The fourteen-year-old felt a sudden stab of terrible homesickness. And the only person she felt comfortable with on any level was David, who she didn't see along this table at all. Ariel kept walking and walking until she reached the far end of students and gave the most forced, nervous smile of her life to whoever she took a seat next to. And there was someone she knew. Or well not technically since she had no idea the girl's name, but she knew she was in fourth year and judging from her robes, she was apparently her housemate as well. Tia plopped herself down across from her and clasped her hands together. "So, now that we're going to be sharing a dorm together, do I get to know your name at least?" Cause otherwise it was going to be a long three years if the girl talked as much as she did in Malkin's ... which was not much. __________________ ___________________You should take your little finger and just point it in the mirror. ________________________________________Baby, maybe you're the problem ✯