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Derf had hung back, taking extra care to make sure that all the unsorted first years and transfers were heading in the right direction and none of them attempted, as he had, to try and get a head start on exploring the castle and whatnot. Feasts did have that image of being stuffy and horribly boring, after all.
His hanging back reasoning was not entirely selfless, however. Once everyone had filed where they needed to be, Derf had made a quick excuse as to why he just HAD to drop in and check out the inside of a storage closet on the ground floor. It was once he was inside there that he took out the Gryffindor prefect badge he had nicked from mum's things and reapplied the Color Changing Charm from earlier since, well, it was beginning to look a bit ORANGE since the Hufflepuff yellow was fading and the red seeping through.
Stupid flesh-eating shrub. UGH. Maybe he would get lucky (or would that be unlucky since er...he hadn't exactly informed mum and dad about things) and mum would find his REAL badge during her gardening in the coming days.
Maybe.
But aaaaaaaaaaanyway....
So it was that Derf eventually DID make his way to the Hufflepuff table - though he DID continue to glance over his shoulder at Zoryn and her dealings with the Slytherin house ghost and accompanying house elves in the entrance hall...just in case...though he reckoned that was a safer dynamic to leave her unsupervised than in the presence of Skylar. Thus, the fourth year tore his attention away from there to look briefly up at the staff dais where, to his relief, Professor Wayland was still there. One could NEVER be too sure about these things, even if the man had said he was coming back...Hogwarts was always full of surprises so it was always best to just expect the unexpected. More exciting that way too. But excellent. Derf could go see the man first thing tomorrow and outline his plans. There were also a number of unfamiliar faces and, well, Derf was somewhat unsettled but also eager to see how these new employees would find their footing in Hogwarts. Taking up post here after all that had happened last term...and after the Monster and portal incident - ALL of which had so many loose ends and unanswered questions that left this Hufflepuff spiraling off into all sorts of directions - was...rather noble. His eyes in particular fell upon the Healer, his stomach tying in knots because he STILL was not keen on ever stepping foot in the Hospital Wing after certain things...but it would be unfair to pass grudges and insecurities onto someone new so...he would see.
Yes.
Also...Professor Dark Lord Myers. Yes. He would...er...need to speak to his Head of House soon too.
Okay. He needed to get his hand OUT of his hair now because he was starting to feel like he was a crup with fleas due to all the ruffling going on. He also considered making some BIG gesture - a loud greeting and welcome to the table and such - but the Sorting was still going on and people were in conversation...so he reckoned it was best he just slide in somewhere along the bench after taking a slight stroll around to see everyone.
The first person he noticed, by proximity mostly, was Daisy and he made a mental note to properly check in with her later. Last term had left him...unsettled when it came to the now third year, what with the cursing and her sleep walking and forgotten memories and such. It was nice to see her back though, AND in such good spirits that she was chatting things up with Kimi, Hattie and a newly sorted first year (Amanda, if he had heard correctly). Not wanting to interrupt TOO much, Derf made a quick stop by the trio. "Hattie, Kimi, Daisy. Reckon you both had good summers, yeah?" he grinned, eyes flickering over to Amanda next. "Welcome to Hufflepuff, Amanda. Name's Derfael, but friends call me Derf," he introduced. "I'll be guiding you to the common room after the feast and stuff. Along with all the other newly sorted Hufflepuffs. Sorta a quick tour of the ground floor also..."
Derf's bright blues shifted a bit and fell upon Diandra WHO, when he heard her name being called to be Sorted and then HEARD and SEEN where she had been placed, well, he couldn't help the grin that spread across his face. A grin that he STILL wore now as he caught her eye. "I knew it," he smiled broadly. Well, he had a HUNCH and was somewhat hopeful but that was almost the same thing. "Welcome to Hufflepuff!" Would it be too much if he hugged her? He sorta had enough sense about how he came across to people now - SORTA - to know when he was being too much. Ish. Okay so his excitement got the best of him and he DID give her a hug right now. But it was brief. "Alfred outta be here soon to welcome you too. He's our house ghost. You mighta seen the Slytherin one coming in." Lingering in the entrance hall being broody as usual. "Oh...um...hi Scarlett," he added afterward, NOT that the seventh year was an afterthought or anything because she WASN'T and Derf owed her a lot in her tutelage of Divination matters. "Reckon you can help me learn some more complicated tarot spreads this term?" He paused to look back at Diandra. "Scarlett is wicked good at the subject." In case his fellow fourth year needed to know.
Just then Derf heard the Sorting Hat shout HUFFLEPUFF for another first year and the blonde's attention shot right in that direction. Oh fudge flies. Derf hadn't entirely caught the name...though he was preeeeeeetty sure he had heard Toussaint and then his stomach instantly knotted because, well, he had kinda sorta been avoiding Katherine ever since the polyjuice incident and, er, well...he still had the paper lips she had given him to 'give back' his first kiss. A first kiss that had now OFFICIALLY been had...and now rather than looking anxiously at the Slytherin table (for several reasons) he was glancing over at the Gryffindor one for Abey. But Simon's presence drew him out of that spiral of confusion. "Si----MORD!" Derf greeted with a wave. AL. He had said Al - which was clearly short for something. "Indeed, welcome to Hufflepuff," he grinned at the first year. Though, said first year did not look...pleased to be here? There was a lack of that first year twinkle in his eyes at least. "Chocolate frog?" he offered.
If chocolate could help with dementor drainage it could do anything, you know?
"Hi Miranda," he smiled to the sixth year. "Er...Randa..." No, that felt..incredibly weird to him considering he did not know her all that well. "Alright if I, um, stick to Miranda?"
Gendry caught his attention next, though Derf DID ultimately end up sitting across from Diandra and Scarlett, and he waved to the third year. "Good summer?" he asked lamely. He really needed to work on his ice breakers and topics of conversation. Summer questioning had been pretty exhausted on the train ride here.
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