Claiming a good seat at the table was a high priority as Abey was being sorted and there was no way in the wizarding world that Junia Botros would miss it because of some taller, big-headed Slytherin in her way. It's why she'd elbowed her way through the crowd and made it to the hall in record time. It's also why she managed to grab a perfect spot, one that allowed her to check out the newest staff members with a curious gaze. The headmistress was pretty, she'd decided. She'd have to introduce herself sometime. Getting in good with the headmistress could only be a good thing.

Glancing over at the Gryffindor table briefly, the thirteen year old wondered if any of her people had filtered in yet. Astrea and Adra and Sam, too. Hers. Even if Adra didn't seem to want her right now. She was hoping that was a temporary thing. It was, wasn't it?

...Hm.