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And now one of the famous ghosts of Hogwarts had decided to join trio. It was the ghost of the House, the Bloody Baron. This wasn't something unusual to Aaron. I mean, while the boy had never personally seen or spoken to a ghost, but he knew that they existed. Either way, although the ghost seemed a bit melancholy, that didn't let it crush Aaron's positive spirit.
"Good day Mr. Baron! My parent's told me a lot about you, and the other ghosts here at the school." The boy said, his own dark eyes peering back at the spirit's.
At least Aaron didn't like many other first years scream at the sight of him. The Baron approved slightly. Leaning closer he grumbled, black eyes fixed on the first year.
"I see. What might your parents have told you about me?" Quote:
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PhoenixRising That was when she looked up at the rattling sound that she knew to be her house ghost, who'd been speaking with Zoryn when she flew in. Apparently he had noticed her flying? "Not at all, Sir Baron. But why take the carriage when I have this GORGEOUS broom to fly on that works quite well." And the other, well, she wasn't about to lock a broom in her trunk. That would be sacrileges. "How are you doing tonight?"
Had that quidditch badge already inflated the girl's ego? Shifting his eyes to Skylar he grumbled back in response.
"Flying a broom into the hall is against the school rules and proper feast decorum Miss Diggory no matter how gorgeous you think those brooms of yours are." If Professor Vance or another staffer got wind of it she'd be in trouble.
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Felixir "Hi Junebug," he said softly, and with a light smile, clasping his hands on the tabletop and then wringing his fingers together, twisting them around each other in a subtle and unintended display of nerves. For just a moment he glanced over towards the Gryffindor table, and then the Hufflepuff table, but it was hard to say exactly what was going on anywhere else, and so instead directed his eyes down towards his empty plate and watched the night's sky reflected in it.
The Baron watched the sorting for some time before he turned his attention back to his snakes. The red robes of one Abraham Botros stood out like a black thorn in a sea of green roses, where he was seated next to Junia again. Letting his eyes drift from one to the other he said his black staring eyes stopping on the snakette.
"Good evening Ms. Botros, your cousin Abraham here can stay with us since he always seems to sit here anyway. Just keep him out of trouble." The Baron let his eyes linger some time on Abraham before he averted his gaze.
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Sneakeh Cat His eyes drifted over to Sir Bloody Baron, and he only had one greeting to give the ghost: "Sup, Bloody? We're going to have a good term. You and I." Mhm.
Instead of walking to the end of the table, as he originally had planned, he took a seat next to Skylar. And of course, he was saving the seat next to him for Felicity, who would hopefully be arriving soon.
Flynn Kowalski was now a badged prefect of his house and the Baron had to say that he had his doubts about this appointment. But he respected Professor Vance so he'd keep his thoughts to himself for now. Floating closer to the boy he grumpily responded.
"Good evening Prefect Kowalski! Congrats to your appointment! Do you feel up to leading the house?" Quote:
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Kimothy The Bloody Baron didn't go unnoticed. The familiar clank of his chains was too obvious and distinct to not notice, anyway. "Good evening, sir Baron," Vivian said, and offered a polite nod and smile towards their house ghost. "Did you have a lovely summer, too?" Small talk and all, Vivian was an expert at that as long as it kept the Baron happy and... not scary to first years.
Prefect Fairfield arrived when the sorting had gotten started. The Baron drew his gaze away from the hat to the blond sixth year.
"Good evening Prefect Fairfield! My summer was like many other summers, Peeves caused a bunch of racket and trouble." And Lady Helena kept saying that she didn't love him.
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Bazinga Looking around she did hate that her group was not all in the same house, maybe they would have to just make a part of a table just for them. It would become the most wanted to be part of table in Hogwarts when she was done.
"Hello Baron sir" she wiggled her fingers at him before placing her hand on Abey's shoulder. "Well hello there" smiling she knew he was close to a certain Hufflepuff and had his own popularity that could be good for her, plus Abey seemed sweet. "Glad to be back?" She knew he had been pulled last term like so many, but they were all alive and back to have some fun and probably learn a little.
Her eyes kept moving back to a certain table and a certain person and she made a decision... "If you excuse me for a second there is someone I need to talk to."
.... and off she went.
Miss Valla's finger wiggling in his bloodiness direction didn't go unnoticed.
"Good evening Ms Valla." Before he could say anything more the fourth year excused herself from the table and left to go over to the hufflepuff one for some reason. Following her with his gaze the Baron watched how she went over and snogged one of the boys which made him turn around fuming with disapproval and anger.
"Prefect Fairfield, go fetch Ms Valla before she get's herself a detention and Slytherin docked points on the first night! Quickly now!" Vivian had luckily already seen the danger and was going over to the badger table.
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emjay Slytherin. He was still rather in awe of everything about the castle and slightly overwhelmed by how many people were here - most of whom were taller than him and very unfamiliar. But he eventually made his way over to his new table and squeezed into an empty spot. Not knowing anyone here and not being exceptionally outgoing, Gunnar for the most part remained silent. He looked around discreetly at the faces, absorbing some of the conversation, and looking for someone perhaps about his age figuring they'd be in the same boat as he was anyway. Plus, he was growing rather hungry. Why were the plates still empty?
His Bloodiness mood had grown grumpier because of Zita's actions so when he floated up towards the head of the table to sulk and stew he accidentally floated through one of the newly sorted first year boy's. Stopping some meters away he could hear how the boy's stomach growled. Floating backwards to hover in front of the boy the Baron's greeted gruffly.
"Welcome to Slytherin Mr McCarthy!"