Sarah Oberlin made her way to the Slytherin House table, trying to avoid some of the older students who were throwing crumpled-up parchment sheets at each other for no apparent reason. Finding an empty spot at the table, she sat down and set her booksack down by her feet before examining the food on the table.

Mashed potatoes. Fried chicken. Corn. Pork chops. Sarah, who up until that point hadn't realized how hungry she was, quickly piled the food onto her plate and wasted no time in sinking her teeth into a piece of chicken. In no time at all, she'd finished off the food and then looked round to see if there was someone she could talk to.