Hufflepuff Table

[Wilber Winterbottom]

For those who belong in Hufflepuff House, in the middle of the Great Hall is where your table awaits. Gold banners containing an embroidered black badger float above the polished table in honour of the loyal Helga Hufflepuff. Already placed on the tables are silver plates with accompanying cutlery and goblets. All that is missing right now are the mountains of food and pitchers containing your favourite beverages.

Though your stomach might be growling as you take a seat on one of the long benches next to the table, it is important to not get hangry -- gnawing your arm away or jabbing your fork repeatedly on the surface of the table will do no good whatsoever. Give everyone some time to get settled in and wait for Headmaster Winterbottom to deliver his speech. Keep yourself preoccupied by catching up with your fellow housemates or those who are visiting from the other tables until it is time to sink your teeth into the hearty and delicious meal prepared by the house-elves.

[PhoenixRising]

Emma was feeling completely down on herself. She was normally an extraordinary student but her focus was all off this year. At the plus side she got the experience of filling as seeker and even managed to catch the snitch too. Although overall Hufflepuff didn't win the quidditch cup, she felt she had some contribution to not being dead last. Something she felt responsible for in the house cup where they were dead last. Even though she knew it was very much a group effort, she felt to blame.

Finding a seat in the middle of the puffer table, the blond rested her head in her arms feeling anything and everything all at once in that moment. She wished she had an older sister to talk to because these feelings ... were a lot. Everything was changing and while two years ago she wanted this, now it just seemed to all be happening too fast. Maybe if she closed her eyes and when she awoke - things would be normal again. Whatever normal was.