Anela walked into the Great Hall, brushing her Long reddish brown locks back behind her shoulders. She was a bit tired already, but none the less. Ready for feast as well as her first year at Hogwarts. It was sure to be exciting. She sat herself down at the Gryffindor table. She was happy, to be just here. She had heard great things about Hogwarts, and extordinary things about Gryffindor house. She stayed quiet for the most part while she was seated.