That was certainly a...

Noah didn't know what to make of the kiss. The mysterious heartthrob (because apparently ever girl was falling for him- even Miss Prefect who kept staring) locked lips with.... Islay. ISLAY? What. Did anyone else catch that?? Noah must have been imagining this really. He pinched his arm just to check. Nope. Nope. That really just happened. Right.... Was this a normal greeting at Beauxbatons? Erm.. Alright. Maybe he should have transferred to Beauxbatons to get that greeting?

Umm... That... Thatthatthathat.. That was certainly a greeting. Cheeks slightly flushed in embarrassment for witnessing such a private moment, the boy turned his gaze away from the sight briefly. Fortunately he found Stella introducing herself to save him from being awkward. A smile re-appeared on his lips. “Nice to meet you, Stella! Thanks. Where are you from?” he asked before watching Andrew kiss Stella's hand. Wow. He better start taking notes from this dude. He had made quite the impression on a lot of girls at the table.

Now back to Islay. She was a ball of energy and excitement, wasn't she? The level of enthusiasm she displayed was infectious. It also made him feel better about being in Gryffindor already. “Yes, I guess we are,” he nodded, feeling his small smile grow. Excitement bubbled up in him quelling the sinking feeling in his stomach. Then she also said that she looked good in red. He blushed ever so slightly at the compliment/comment when he mentioned that red looked good on her. “Thanks, Doc.” He turned his attention to the older boy (Drew) who Islay quickly introduced her too. Oh? A fellow housemate from Beauxbatons? He took the older boy’s hand, “Nice to meet you too, Drew. What was Beauxbatons like?”

Noah ran a hand through his hair, debating whether or not he should let Islay hug him again. Last time she had thrown a book at him and….. He debated his options and then grinned. Why not? They were friends after all. At first, he was taken aback by what the word congratupology meant before he realized that she was word-smithing words together to make her own. He chuckled at her mix of the two words congratulations and apology. “Sure. I wouldn’t mind a congratupology hug? Sounds nice- don't knock me over this time,” he teased.

Huh? What was that?

Noah turned his attention to someone who had caught his eye. There was a boy (Kale) who looked to be about his age dance/rocking out to some sort of song. He watched him, appreciating the guy's sense of beat. Maybe another potential person to recruit for a flash mob? Sweet. He waved to him. "Got an awesome song in your head?" he asked the other boy, noting the shoulder shimmies. "I'm Noah."

Then a new face (Alexia) popped up at the table. Wait.. No he recognized her a little. OH YES! Now Noah remembered - she too had been waiting at the Sorting too but he hadn't caught her name. "Hey! Welcome to Gryffindor. I'm new too." He gave her a wave paired with a soft smile. "Noah's my name. What do you think of this place?"