Originally Posted by Harmonizer

Why did these innocent first years always have to be their own heroes? Why couldn't they just learn to play along like the little vulnerable firsties they were?

Ah, but of course, where would the fun be in that?

Samson huffed, then chuckled a little darkly as he shook his head. "That's what you think. Classes have already started. They always start when the students least expect them to. That's why you have to do some intense advanced reading if you wanna be able to catch up." He then stretched out in front of him, and looked abruptly back at the girl. "You do want to live up to your House name, don't you? I mean, can you imagine how embarassing that would be? For the first time in a hundred or so centuries, one girl screws up, and your name goes down in history as the girl who tainted Ravenclaw's name. Shaaaame."

He simply loved that taunt.

"Oh. And don't be so cocky-confident, baby. A lot of screwy things happen when you think you're all but off the hook. I suggest you watch your back. I won't be telling you anything." Yeah, as if he was going to crumble under her little insult. He'd heard way, way, WAY better.



Samson then heard the other boy talk. Eh, so much for trying to ignore him.

"There, see? At least this guy knows that reading is beneficial. You should learn from him more, girl. It'll help you survive Hogwarts. I mean, from what I'm seeing right now, you don't stand a fighting chance," he directed to the girl, as he pointed to the stalker boy.

Then he turned to the boy. "Well, I was trying to not to start any conversations, but it was getting so boring. I guess I'll just have to settle for you, won't I?" Sam shrugged. "Barry, huh? Nice. I'm..." Ah, he loved playing the same game every year. No one seemed to ever figure the truth out. "...Call me Watson."

Originally Posted by hermygirl

Nia looked at the boy with a frown furrowed into her eyebrows and pursed lips. The guy gave a weird sort of chuckle, and she scowled. Nia was not used to being put down. No, she loved to be in control and she was sure this guy was having her on...wasn't he? She was sure her timetable didn't start properly for another day yet.

"B-b-but I've already read some of my textbooks," she said, wondering what sort of 'advanced' reading he was on about. She watched him stretch with a slight look of digust on her face. He didn't even know who she was, or her background, and he was doubting her? Surely housemates were meant to support each other? She gave a small "Hmph!" for no particular reason, before replying to his following words. They were similar to the scathing words Nia had been taunting Theo will over the summer, making him doubt whether he was magical at all. She gave a small smirk, though swapped it quickly for a smile lest the guy wanted to be a bit funny about it.

"Of course I want to live up to the house name...more than anything I want to beat my brother in Slytherin." She glared at the thought of Theo gloating to her about the Snakes beating them. "And I won't be the one girl that let's this house down, since I know we didn't exactly win the House Cup last year, did we? I'm going to help as much as possible." She looked at him matter of factly, before shrugging.

"Cocky confident? Really?" Nia raised an eyebrow, wondering whether to take it as a compliment or not. "Watch my back? I'll be fine thanks...though I admit I'm confused why you won't tell me. Surely it would be better for the Ravens if you did? Save me going down the wrong path and all that?" He might be older than her, but Nia wouldn't be beaten. Oh no. She had a competitiveness that had been developed over every year of her life that Theo had got more attention than her - which was all of them , since he was the 'cute' one. Pah!


"I have been reading!" Nia stressed. Surely that was obvious from the fact she'd been sorted into Ravenclaw? It was her favourite thing to do, other than paly quidditch with her dad. She'd read Hogwarts, A History as soon as she could, and many times since, and had started on her school books when she got home from Diagon Alley. It was the easiest way to avoid playing (or being pestered by) her brother. "And we'll see if I stand a fighting chance...I'm open to bets..." She gave a small snigger, her turquoise eyes sparkling.

"Watson? Interesting..." She looked at him thoughtfully, it didn't really sound like a first name, and just made her think of Sherlock Holmes. She gave a small chuckle at the thought.

Originally Posted by Celandine

Head buried in a book, Celandine made her way into the common room and sat in a vacant chair, managing to step around the other students and take her seat without looking up once.

She was still only the tiniest way through her ever- increasing to-do-list, but couldn't resist reading for just a little while. She had been thinking of going outside to read, but as sitting in the common room was on her to-do-list she thought she could at least tick that off her list.