Maura tipped her head back. "Uuaaaaggghhhhh. I am going to hate flowers for the rest of my life," she said jokingly. she followed Patty's gaze to the staff table. "Yes, but I'm sure we'll get used to them in time," she said.

Chris looked at Melinda. "Thanks." He said to her as she cleaned his shirt. He looked down at the shirt. "Looks like this shirt ruined." Chris said to her with a half smile on his face.

Melinda looked at Chris's shirt and sighed. "It sure looks like...but don't worry...sure a good handwash will be enough to get some of the stains out and then, put it shown to the sun..." She told him and smiled.

"And besides...this is a school...all this tends to happen..." She told him and giggled.

Patricia giggled again, "I really do hope so, or this year will be a horror!" she grinned to Maura. "By the way, have you met Winter yet?" She nodded toward the her other new friend.

Patricia thought for a moment, "I collect chocolate frog cards, listen to music, both magical and muggle. I like to draw; i have this cool artist's box my uncle Ernie gave me. It has lots of paint brushes, oils, pastels... the works!" she said in one breath. "How about you..." as she was finishing asking Winter about her own pastimes, Patricia suddenly felt something land on her shoulder with a soft splat. Turning her head, she saw a blob of mashed potatoes just sitting there; looking further, she saw something of a food fight starting off down the table. "Oh nooooo!" She frowned at the mess it was causing.

Chris couldn't help but laugh at the whole thing. "Yeah its really not a big deal." He said with a sigh.

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Livvy glanced up from her book and yelped as she ducked down to miss a flying plate of pie. Oh... how nice of them. She sat back up and then thought, Oh.. what the heck? Livvy grabbed a some mashed potatoes and threw them at random people.

Melinda laughed and finished cleaning her boyfriend's shirt. "That should be it for now...remember the handwash..." She said and smiled to Chris.

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Winter saw a big blob of potatoes flying through the air and shrieked, "Patty, quick, move!" but it was to late. The potatoes had landed on her new friend's shoulder. "Are you okay, Patty?" she asked handing her a paper towel.

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A slightly worried expression crossed Jean Raoul’s face as the girl turned bright red. Was this normal? He had known girls before, at Beauxbaton, but they usually did not flush like this, with no provocation. The only blushers he was accustomed to were people who flushed with anger, or so he thought. And now this girl was flushing, and he hadn’t knowingly done anything to frustrate her. Had he?

“Erm… no apology is necessary, mademoiselle,” he said politely. “And I am quite fine.”

Well… now he was standing there, towering over the table and looking quite ridiculous. He quickly sat back down on the bench, in his seat next to the girl. The girl whose name he did not know… oh, that was a problem. But an easily curable problem, nonetheless.
“I’m terribly sorry, but I don’t believe I know your name. Mine is Jean Raoul,” he said, his accent causing the entire statement to flow together. “Jean Raoul Devereux, that is.”

Patty tried to gently remove the blob, giving the older students that were fighting, a rather nasty look. "I'm ok, Winter. But now I'm stuck with a dirty robe." she said after removing most of the stuff. A whitish circle could still be seen though. "Do you know any kind of spell to remove this junk, Winter?" she asked with a desperate tone, moping a little bit.

Jason came over with a wet rag with soap on it. Jason cleaned Patricia's robe. " There you are for right now" Jason told Patricia. He left the RwavenClaw table.

Patricia kinda jumped a little when she suddenly saw a wet rag close to her face, rubbing the dirty spot on her robe. Looking up, she saw that it was Jason coming to her rescue. But as she was about to speak, Jason left the table without waiting for her words of thanks. "Thanks, Jason!" she shouted after him, wondering if he had heard her.

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Jason walked back to The RavenClaw table." You welcome Patricia" Jason told her.

"Ummm, no, sorry I don't know one maybe one of the older students can help." she answered looking helpless. Just as she said this she saw an older boy walking toward them with a wet rag.

Jason sees the girl talking to Patricia. " I know Patricia, but I like to get to know you" jason told her. "What is your name?" Jason asked her. "My name is Jason Potter Weasley." he said to the girl.

Sela took her seat and stared around at the Great Hall in amazement. She had spent the better part of the train ride there trying to picture what Hogwarts would look like outside of the books, and it definitely did not disappoint. Everything that was impossible before now happened all the time. Looking up and down the table, she already saw members from the other houses walking up to talk with old friends. She recounted everything that had happened since the morning; going to the magical train by walking through a wall, watching others cast spells in the other compartments, departing to see carriages moving of their own accord, crossing the lake, being sorted into Ravenclaw... She doubted anything bad could happen at all.

"Hi Jason, I'm Winter. Thanks for helping my friend. It's only my second year and I don't know many spells." she said with a smile.

Chris gave Melinda a kiss on the cheek. "Meric Mademoiselle, and yes I will remember that." Chris said chuckling.

Winter saw a girl take a seat at the table and thought she should say hello. "Hello, I'm Winter. Is this your first year at Hogwarts?" she asked the girl with a smile.

Sela looked up to see a girl slightly older than herself talking to her. She nodded a little too enthusiastically. "Yeah. It's amazing..." Everyone probably said that, but it didn't decrease the truth. She wondered if they would be able to explore after the feast. "I'm Sela." she said after realizing she had failed to introduce herself.

Patricia looked between the two of them, quite glad that everyone was so friendly around here.

"That's fine, Winter... Jason just cleaned me up with a wet rag he had." she said while still brushing her shoulder with vigorous swipes with her napkin. "I guess it'll be ok once its dried." she put the napkin back on the table.

Patricia smiled as she heard those words... she was someone's friend now.
She beamed quite contentedly.

"Nice to meet you Sela. Yes, it is truely amazing." she siad looking around the Great Hall. "Hey Sela, this is my friend Patty." Winter said as she pointed to the girl sitting next to her.