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CherryGeri 
Nyx sat down in the nearest empty place at the Ravenclaw table that she could find; having just been Sorted. She nervously looked around; everyone else seemed a lot older and were already talking to friends. Upon noticing the golden plates of food lining the tables, she took some of whatever was closest--some kind of pudding--and dug in, suddenly ravenous.
Sherri began eating along with the others. She peeked down the table to notice all of the older years divulging into the feast and on the other end, a few first years trying to blend in with those on the opposite ends. Across from her sat a newer Ravenclaw, whom had been sorted moments after.
"Hello, there," she greeted. Sherri wasn't sure whether she should have phrased that better, but it was a start. It was probably the first Ravenclaw she had spoken to, so far.