Casper shrugged. If she didn't want it, there was more for him, right? He moved to put the bread back onto his plate and accidentally dropped it down his voluptuous sleeve. It rolled down his arm, past his armpit, and out onto his lap, between his legs, and under the table. "Rats," Casper grumbled. That couldn't be lucky.

"Hannah? Alright, I suppose, but what if you were to twist it..." Casper paused for a second to ponder the possibilities. "You've got three first names! You could pick a different name to use every day. You can be Hannah today and be yourself, but then you're Leigh tomorrow and Leigh is this absolute troll with grass growing between her toes and one eye and knotted hair. That should be fun to pretend. And THEN best of all the NEXT day you could be James. And James is a boy of course so you could be dashing and charming and have all the girls chase after you and run superfast and not worry about closing your legs in skirts all the time."

And of course by now Casper's imagination was off and running. His fingers itched for a quill and some sort of parchment just so he could draw this transformation of character to character to character.

Rian nodded simpathetically. "Oh...well, that's fine too," she said, a smile threatening to come to her face.

Ah. A giggle. That was nice. Rian's mood automatically got better. "How about if we find you a nice boyfriend?" she teased. She waggled her eyebrows for effect.

"Oh, I know what happens then" she says with a grin.

"It tried that last year and got hit with the slug eating curse" she says with a grimace.

Natka stood by the Ravenclaw table, trying to find somebody she knew. Spotting Hannah in the distance, she walked over to the girl, noticing the sad expression adroning the third year's face.

"Hey, Hannah," Natka said, taking a seat. "Are you all right?"

Natka noticed a girl sitting nearby, not talking to anyone. She looked about the same age, so she decided to make conversation.

"Hey, I don't think I've seen you around before. I'm natka, by the way, a second year," she said with a friendly smile.

Rian grinned back, then frowned. "A slug eating curse? Well who was it?!?" she asked, slightly in disbelief. She shook her head. Some people were just weird. And rude, too.

"Well I guess he won't get into trouble now..." Liz says looking around.

"It was James, we were having a duel, and were throwing some fun jinxes, and he sent that one." slowly she finishes with "That sure wasn't a fun one."

Lifting his head up from the table, green wide eyes looked at her amused. "'E did?" Willie blinked. He never knew that his brother had wanted to get into Slytherin. "'E didn' wanna go ter go to Thlytherin before I wanted to!" He told her, annoyed a bit.

"Thith ith BORING" The boy exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air forgetting the fork was in his hand. The fork flew up into the air and when Willie realized this, he looked up when he shouldn't have.

CLAAAAAAANK.

"YEEEEEOWWWWW!" The small boy yelped, clasping his hands onto his nose. His eyes tearing at the pain that was searing through his nose.

Matilda did what she proposed to do the moment she stepped foot in Hogwarts. She explored. At least, that was what she told herself; there was quite a big difference between exploring and wandering around, though. But it’s only because she didn’t want to get lost, right? Right. Matilda didn’t really get what the big deal was about houses. The only thing that set them apart (so far) was the hideous combination of colours. Who in their right mind would pair green with silver? And what was this, blue with brown? Matilda was glad she was sorted in Slytherin instead of Ravenclaw.

Her robes were all black nonetheless, and she didn’t bother changing out of her second-hand clothes seeing as the robes were long enough to cover most of it. In other words, the pathetic lot couldn’t even tell the difference with the black thing on.

She sauntered up and down tables, stopping once or twice to stare at tacky looking Herbology teachers. And was that a head bow? Matilda’s expression changed into something not scowl and not smirk, something in between (and it is possible if your name was MAD Mc’nuland.)

“I apologize for saying expensive clothes does not suit you.” Matilda said once she was close enough, and far enough from the range of a parasol. “You look like a gnome right now.”

"Oh...James who?" Rian asked, hoping she didn't seem like she was prying. She knew of quite a few James'. She tipped her head to the side as she thought. Playing match-maker was fun.

The potato - some of the best she had ever tasted, in fact - had been doing fairly well in convincing Kana that the Hogwarts was not, in fact, a blizzarding wilderness. She had settled down enough, in fact, to eavesdrop on other people's conversations and was slowly but surely gaining the idea that - but of course - Ravenclaw was highly overrated for being the clever house. She was just about to reach for another bun when from behind her, a voice - if you could call it a voice, Kana thought dourly. More like a whine, or a shrill, calculated to give one a headache - came from behind her:

Kana was not a person given to witty repartee. She simply stopped, stared, realised that this person was not worthy of being hit with her parasol, and turned to fling her golden plate - replete with the remains of mashed potatoes, a sizeable load of gravy, several cakes and a banana - at Matilda. It all took about two seconds. Having rage and wiry little arms besides, the plate flew true and strong, food splattering everywhere like tiny missiles from a golden ship, and smacked Matilda straight in the gullet.

"Who looks a mess now?" said Kana, maliciously. It wasn't the best, but actions certainly speak louder than words.

Winnie wandered between the house tables, making mental notes about her peers. They're all so small...some of them incredibly emotional. Maybe it's the stress of a magical education...so much competition to BE THE BEST at something. Hmm.

Then she stopped short at the Ravvie table. WILLIE CROCKER was there. For once he wasn't trying to bite someone, or threatening someone's livelihood. He might have been distracted by the fork stuck up his nose.

She didn't quite know what to do. Should she run to his aid, grasp the fork in both hands, place a foot on his shoulder and pull for dear life? Run to get an adult? Run for her own life, as Willie's eyes were sure to roll into the back of his head, sharp incisors gnashing and sweat beads gathering on his brow?

She panicked instead.

"OH IN THE NAME OF ALL THINGS HOLY AND MAGICAL!!" She ran up to him, hands flapping uselessly. "Are you alright?! Can you breathe? CAN YOU BREATHE??!"

"Ummm, Carter I think." Liz says after a minute of thought. "He's a 6th year Ravenclaw.

"Ooooh, I think I've seen him around. I've never met him though," Rian saig with a nod.

"He's really kind of nice. Unfortunately he's taken..." Liz says with a tinkling giggle. "All the good ones seem to be taken..."

Damian looked with big eyes on the scorpion, "Hey. Cool. Yiu have a scorpion as a pet? Which name does it have?", Damian was really curious because he liked scorpions.

Rian laughed. "No, I'm sure there are plenty of good single guys left,"she said with a enthusiastic nod. "Do you know if he's taken?" she whispered, nodding to the boy Liz had asked about earlier.

"I don't know, I'd sure like to though...I think" Liz says with a grin, glancing back at the boy.

Rian grinned slyly at Liz. "Hm. We'll just have to get to know him then." she said matter-of-factly. She reached into her pocket and grabbed a chocolate frog. Her stash was rapidly depleating...She'd have to ask her mother to send her a few bags of 'em.

Willie's eyes teared up more and more until tears rolled down his cheeks, indicating how much pain he was suffering. He sniffed, trying to act like a grown man, but it just HURTS SO DARN MUCH!

His eyes widened in horror and shock as a girl flapped her hands, looking like a bird yelled questions at him. "DUN YELL AT ME!" He yelled back, his hands still on his nose. "TH'NUTHIN'! NUTHIN I TELLTH YA." Wanting to show her how well he was, he pulled his hand away from his nose, showing his swollen bleeding nose.

"THEE!"

Nia looked up from where she was about to spoon some mashed potato on to a plate as she heard a girl introduce herself. She lifted her gaze to where the voice came from and smiled with a flick back of her hair. It was habit she'd gotten into recently.

"Hey there," she replied, as the mash potato plopped onto her plate of its own accord. "I'm Nia. Second year too. Must have missed each other in classes I guess." Looking down to see the empty spoon, Nia returned it to the serving dish with a shrug and added some sausages to her plate. "You glad to be back?"

Amy gave Jake an uncompromising look, “Yeah well if Will likes her, he will keep her out of trouble.” She looked down at her plate as Jake snagged a piece of food. Amy beamed at Jake for a moment.

“Help yourself,” she said still grinning as she pushed the plate between the two of them. “ So what class are you looking forward to the most?”

Warily she looks at Rian, "Ok, I guess..." Thinking and shaking herself a little she agrees. It's time to grow up Liz

"Ok, let's do that! It'll be fun." she says with a nervous smile.

"Have you collected all the cards yet?" Liz asks when she sees a chocolate frog emerge from Rian's pocket when she pulled her hand out.

Toshi entered the Great Hall, which he had missed so much during the holidays.
The walked over to his house-table and sat down, looking around happily.
The hall looked still the same as it had always done, and that was good.
He took another look around to see if he could spot some of his friends in the crowd.
Rachel, Livvy, Lisa, Karma...

Mariel shook her head again at the boy. "Nathaniel, you have loads of friends," she told him. "Besides, there are people like that in every House. It's probably just first day chaos. Give yourself and everyone a day or two to settle in and I'm sure things will be back to normal." Or as normal as Hogwarts could be. The young Ravenclaw was surprised to see her Gryffindor friend feeling this way. She couldn't recall a time that she ever saw Nathaniel not chatting with someone.

Her attention was diverted as she heard Professor, no Headmaster Bontecou begin his speech. She beamed up at him as he spoke, happy for him that he had been appointed to that position. Her happy expression turned curious as he rattled off the names of the new professors. She glanced at the faces at the staff table trying to match them with the names, giving that up to be impossible. She'd have to wait to take their classes to get to know them for sure. One name stuck out to her - Morgan. I wonder if that could be any relation?

Mariel turned her head sharply as someone spoke next to her. A warm smile soon covered her surprised features as she noticed Lyra dropping into the seat next to her. "Lyra," the girl exclaimed. "You got sorted into Ravenclaw too? Well done!" She was quite pleased that another friend she had made over the summer was also in the same House. Giving a sideways glance to Lasca, she wondered what kind of mischief the three of them could get up to. Glancing at the boy across from her, she introduced the two as she was sure they hadn't met. "This is Nathaniel and this is Lyra," she said simply, gesturing to each one in turn.

"Very cool, Nathaniel," she said with a warm smile as he changed his hair. "Looks like you're getting better control of your abilities." Leaning closer, she added quietly, "Although you never did show me if you can change into elf ears." She chuckled softly at that memory, then noticed the reactions of the two girls. Lyra seemed a bit taken aback, but Mariel was almost positive that she was raised by at least one Muggle given previous conversation so her reaction wasn't all that out of the ordinary. It was Lasca's reaction that surprised her the most. Could she be that shocked? And her words... something didn't add up. She eyed her firend curiously for a moment before returning her smile. It was obvious that something jarred her but didn't want to discuss it. Perhaps she'd be willing to share later when they were alone.

Jake grabbed another piece of food "Thanks, yeah Im sure he will, he isnt a bad cat, he just like to play tricks, maybe he will keep her out of trouble" he said "I sure keep you out of trouble dont I?" he said winking

Jake thought for a second "umm Im not sure, how about you?" He wasnt quite sure what class he was looking forward too he like them all ok.