"No exactly, no," Sam mused with a smile. She didn't haven't a home back then, and the only way she'd been schooled was in the ways of the streets around Knockturn Alley. Probably not what the first year meant. "It was a bit of a culture shock from where I grew up, but not in a bad way. For the first time...it felt like home."

Before she could expand further though, a spooked looking cat shot through the door. "That's Oria? Poor thing." She half lent through the door to see if there was an Ollie close behind, although there didn't seem to be. "I'd say she looks like she's seen a ghost, but Lady Helena is lovely." Sam gave her a crooked grin. "She's a lovely gift. I'm sure you'll both have lots of awesome adventures here."

As for Ollie? "We found each other when I was seven or eight...can't really remember. I fed him scraps of food, 'n' he kept coming back. Been together ever since." And yes, she knew a rat was an unusual choice, but she wouldn't have it any other way.