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Noel Laurent 
Noel, had finally discovered the ceiling. It was magnificant really! With his eyes flickering over to the banner once more that held that magestic eagle bird, he lowered his gaze to the table he had seated himself at. They seemed smart did they not? Except, perhaps maybe not that one girl, but who was he to judge?
Clearing his throat, he gently let his wrists lean against table, keeping up a nice posture at the same time. The Great Hall was bigger than he expected...and he couldn't keep his gaze away from the ceiling. Now that he thought about it, the castle was huge! How far did he need to walk again to get to this Ravenclaw room?
Sandra glanced away from the Ravenclav prefect when the Beauxbatons students finally entered. Hehe. Beauxbatons' entrance couldn't hold a candle to theirs, and she hadn't expected it to. Nothing could compare to Dumstrang. Her eyes followed the hot Beauxbaton that was making his way over to the table. He was rooming in the same house as her? Her night just couldn't get any better.
....Or maybe it could. She spotted the boy at the other table staring at her and another smirk graced her face. It appeared Hogvarts was full of hot guys. That would totally make up for the seven floors she would have to walk.
"You are staying in Ravenclav as vell?" She inquired, turning her attention back to the Beauxbaton student. Sandra could always mess with the hottie at the other tabe later. Heh.
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BanaBatGirl It wasn't that he was exactly bored at the Hufflepuff table, although he totally was, it was just that... Fletcher thought getting to know the foreign students a little more closely might just be worth his time.
So with the air of taking a casual stroll on a sunny day, he wandered over to the Ravenclaw table and slipped onto the bench beside a rather good-looking CLEARLY new student.
"Oh, I see the food hasn't arrived yet here either? Hmm," he mentioned casually, tapping his long fingers on the table. "What a shame."
But at least he had a good-looking lil dessert to stare at right cherrrrr, booya.
Sandra didn't miss the hot guy that slipped into the seat beside her, and she quirked an eyebrow at his comment. Did he really expect her to believe he came looking for food?
"Yes it is a shame." Not really, since it brought you over here. "I don't suppose you know when the food will arrive?"
Giving the boy a charming smile she held out her hand.
"I'm Aleksandra Miroslav. Vho might you be?" She wondered if this one was a Ravenclaw as well, cause if so she would never have to leave the common room. Where ever it was located.