The acerbic feeling in her gut, which she'd had all up to the sorting, had been replaced by one of warmth and hope for the future- for the most part, at least. Charlie looked up and down the Ravenclaw table when she'd arrived, and she didn't see any of the friends she'd made so far! Oh boy. If the Sorting Hat was right, though (and apparently it always was), she welcomed and embraced situations like this. She belonged with these people, too, so she shouldn't be afraid.

Charlie resolved to introduce herself to everyone in her general area at the table. After taking a big gulp (of air), she started with "Hi... everyone. I'm Charlie- Charlie Lewis- and I'm a first year, so I'm new here." Like that wasn't obvious. "It's nice to meet you all."

Oh gosh, that was pretty bad. At least she tried, though.... Right?

Maybe. She took a seat before she started to get too flustered, next to a girl (Chloe) that seemed to be keeping to herself. At least Charlie wouldn't feel too bad about not interacting with anyone.