Lorelei took her place at the Ravenclaw table and looked around. The Great Hall and the Sorting were everything that her parents had told her and more. She wasn't in the least bit surprised about having been Sorted into Ravenclaw; her father had been Sorted there before her, so it was becoming a bit of a family tradition.

The train ride had been a long one. For the most part she had been in her compartment by herself, although every now and then a few students would sit with her. Lorelei wondered if she would make friends with anyone or if her books would become her only company.

Don't think about it, she thought to herself.It's only the first night here. Other first years are probably feeling the same way you are. It's normal.

Was it, though? Even the other first years apparently knew some of the older students. Lorelei sighed. Only time would tell.