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Tiro MacMhuirich 
Skipping down the gap between the tables, Marsha quickly made her way to the section of the table that Zac had chosen to sit at. Theeyy were booothh in Gryfindor! She celebrated in a sing-songy voice, while she nervously waited to make sure that her OTHER best friend, Lance followed them. Gosh! She didn't want to think about the possibility of him NOT being with them in Gryffindor. No, he would be. Yup.
"That was so coool!" Marsha said to Zac as she plopped down next to him. "Now we just need to wait and see where Lance and Rusty get sorted..." Wylie and Danielle too, though she had only met them briefly she didn't really know them. Yet, anyway. Maybe she would get to know them too.
Zac joined the Gryffindor table quickly after being sorted and sat up very straight and eager to watch the rest of the sortings. Marsha was called shortly after he was and he clapped wildly when she was placed into Gryffindor too! This couldn't have gone any better! He beamed when she sat beside him, "
We're housemates!!" Zac had picked a GREAT first friend. He nodded and peeked up to see who else was going to be in Gryffindor.
That was... until something caught his attention. Zac poked Marsha on the shoulder, "
Look... look it's... a ghost." He whispered.
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Nearly Headless Nick What a time to be alive! Or dead really, as it was in the ghost's case.
Electing to arrive in his usual flair, Sir Nicholas appeared through the centre of the table with a loud, "Hello! Welcome to Gryffindor!"
A greeting primarily meant for those newly sorted students, the house ghost quickly added to his words with an elaborate flourish of his translucent arms.
"And absolutely splendid to see all these returning faces as well. Good evening and welcome back, Gryffindors."
Izaac marvelled a bit at the ghost that joined them. It took him a moment to adjust to the sight, but he suddenly let out a massive, "
Hello!" He'd never seen a ghost before. Even now he thought that it could possibly be an illusion.
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Danielle_Daughn Slowly Evie made her way to the Gryffindor table. The thing was swarming with older children. deep breath "Okay, Evie. You can do this." She walked down the table slowly and sank down not paying attention to who she was sitting near and not really caring. This was real, she was a witch, she was now at a school to teach her all about it. She pinched herself again, probably for the hundredth time and a huge grin began to spread across her face.
Despite being distracted by the ghost, being a Gryffindor, and the general scale size of this hall alone... Zac was still paying attention to the sorting ceremony, particularly the Gryffindor announcements. He smiled brightly at the next first year to join the table. "
Hi!" He waved as she sat near them. "
My name's Zac, I'm a first year too!" A Gryffindor first year. Still was weird to say that!
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Roselyn Red and gold! Red and gold!
Lance trotted down towards the Gryffindor table with the largest and proudest beam on his face that he could conjure up. Although, it kinda sorta felt like the train all over again; a few faces he knew in a swarm of faces he didn't know. He took up the opportunity to sit near the faces he DID know and to sit down quickly before he looked like a doofus just standing there next to the table. Man, he was on a roooooll today.
"Marsha! How cool is THIS?" he grinned to the redhead. He MAY have giggled, maybe, but he soon became semi-distracted with who he was sitting nearby. Lots of unfamiliar people... except that one boy whose name he didn't remember already, and...
"Hello!" he waved to the girl he met on the train (Evie). She was pretty cool for letting them sit in her compartment. Like, totally cool. Did they know what else was totally cool? A ghost just floated up THROUGH the TABLE. Through it. Because it was a ghost.
This time, he totally meant to be openly staring.
Aaaaaand... MORE Gryffindors. More importantly, Marsha's other friend made it into the house too! This was exciting, Zac thought it was time to make his acquaintance. "
Hey." He grinned. "
You're... Lance, right?" Quickly looking to Marsha with a questionable nod. Nah, he knew he had gotten the name right. He was good with names. "
My name's Zac."