Olly knew that Colt was TRYING to help but he was, in fact, only accomplishing the opposite. Ellery was in Gryffindor, that was the whole PROBLEM. They were seperated. The Thomas-Borzekowskis were not supposed to be separated. Since Colt seemed inclined to leave Olly talking with Tom, Olly figured he didn't need respond. But, just moments later, another boy asked what was wrong. This one was younger, he could tell. But he hadn't been paying enough attention to sorting to know if this boy was a first year as well.

Oliver did not know how to explain to someone else exactly what was the matter. It was especially hard to explain with Ellery sitting at that table with him. But her presence in that moment did not fix the problem. It was only a very temporary, very delicately placed, bandaid for a deep problem. But Olly would try and respond to this boy anyway, because ignoring him would be rude and he wanted to make new friends.

"My sister is Gryffindor." It was easier to say when she was not actually at the Gryffindor table. He no longer felt like he was about to cry. "We're always together," he added, the desperation in his voice not quite able to truly capture what he was feeling. He fixed the boy with an earnest look - he'd asked and Olly was not going to hold back his feelings. But they didn't have to dwell on the topic. "I'm Oliver by the way."



One of the older boys that Ellery apparently knew for some reason finally spoke. Miss Hugger. Olly smirked slightly. Yes, he supposed that was a very suitable nickname for his sister. "She's my sister," he replied to the boy's question. How that boy knew Ellery was a complete mystery to him, but it wasn't entirely surprising. Ellery liked to talk to people. To everybody.



"Are you the youngest in your family?" Olly loved hearing other people talk about their family. Everybody had different household structures and it was quite interesting how nobody had exactly the same experiences. Diversity. He loved that about people.

Tom had lived ABROAD? Olly's eyes grew wide at that. "Where did you live? What was the name of his school? Was it a wizarding school?" He'd only heard of a few. The big four, of course. Practically everybody knew about those. He hadn't heard of many others but he knew there were a lot out there. A lot that were smaller, less well-known, but no less exciting or credible.

Since they were talking about siblings and all, Olly pointed at Ellery. Since she was right next to him, though, it ended up with him just poking her shoulder. "This is my sister, Ellery. She's a first year too, but she got Gryffindor. We're twins, well triplets, and we're always together." He supposed he was lucky that they were in the same school. Different houses wasn't that bad, was it?

...yes it was. It was terrible.