Anya smiled at the analogy, chalk and cheese, eh?
"I have thr-two brothers in America and a bunch of cousins here," she said
said as she looked to one side and began playing with her necklace.

She nodded at the explanation of the people Nia gave and also made a mental note of them. She would, more likely than not, be hearing those names again.
Hoping to make a smooth transition to a new topic Anya asked, "What is your favorite subject? or Who is your favorite teacher?"

Keeley studied her reflection in a spoon, deciding that purple was a little too much. Turning her hair to long, curly black with brown eyes, she watched her friends. Taling about classes. Meh. So she remembered her promise about trying to be more social and turned to an older kid that she didn't know and smiled awkwardly. "Hi, I'm Keeley."

Nyx looked up as she was addressed by the girl sitting across the table. "Hi!" she replied with a friendly smile. "Are you a first year also? By the way I'm Nyx, Nyx Murakami."

" Well, tell them the good news" Rex told Victoria. " I would love my sister showing me the classrooms here" Rex said to Victoria. " I bet you have a lot of friends and I can't wait to meet them, sis" Rex explained to Victoria.

Rex went to talk to this girl, He tripped over his shoelaces and bumped into her making the girl almost spill her food. " Sorry, mam, I am very clumsy and especially in front of cute girls" Rex told the girl. " My name is Rex Trigwell and this is my half-siter who I just met a few wooks ago,mam, Victoria Jamieson" he introduced them both. So are you new here, mam? Rex asked her.

Rex went to shake Kelly's hand then bumped into her. "My name is clunsy in front of pretty girls. I mean Rex Trigwell, mam" he told Keely. I just transferred from SweetWater, Texas, mam and I am a fourth year student,mam" Rex said to Keely. " I had been home schgooled mam" Rex explained to her.

Kellen waved goodbye to Sabel and watched Damien tuck into his food with a small smile on his face. The boy could eat, that's for sure. Emilia had gone silent, and it was probably best that he left her that way, what with that sarcastic remark she'd given. Hello to you too.

He felt his shoulders relax as the Head Girl leaned back to her own side of the table. It wasn't that he was afraid of her, no no no, but her confidence level unsettled him. Yes, that's the word. Unsettled. Not intimidated.

"So," he figured he might as well learn as much as he could from her. It was safe to ask now that she was back over there, "Is our Head of House at the feast tonight, Livvy? Who is it?"

Probably another girl. Girl Prefect. Girl Head... Girl (hmm, redundant thought there...oh well)... Girl Head of House? Probably.

Mina turned her attention back to Rex and smirk. "I'm not sure what I'll do for my revenge, but I have a few tricks up my sleeves." She really hadn't given it much thought, but her little mind was working out possible ideas. "I try to play at least." she laughed. "I bought my first broom ever this summer and practiced as much as I could. I'm still thinking about trying out for the house team, but who knows if I'll make it." She was confident in her flying skills, but again she did have zero experience in a match. "Silly Rex, you can tease all you want. I do give as well as I get," she smiled innocently. Having two older brothers, she learned that she had to hold her own or life could be very bad.

Looking back down the table, she spotted yet another friend. Raising her hand, she waved at the approaching girl. "Hey Victoria." she smiled. "Sorry, I didn't get a chance to see you this summer. I was looking forward to seeing both you and Jason." Things really got in the way for her over the summer and she didn't really get to see as many of her friends as she liked. By any means, the summer was still nice though.

Hearing Dal and Ella on the other side of her, she smiled turning back to her friends. "I do like the courtyard." she smiled. "The courtyard for everyone and then you and I can study more in the common room. Wait and the library for the sessions with the prefects." Sounds like a lot of studying would be done this term. Yes, even the voices were getting in on it now. "We are going to be studying so much," she laughed. "When will I ever find the time to do anything else?"

At the tail end of her trying to see if she could get ian to spaz out, Adrienne noticed Livvy looking at her, and sent her a little grin and a shrug, as if to say it wasn't anything important. Well, except for the whole fact she'd caught someone plotting to steal either her, Cela's or Livvy's badge, for the amusing reason of needing a gift for their mother. But Livvy didn't need to know that. Especially since the explanation would end up more complex than she really wanted to get into at a crowded table. But then the head girl had gone on to respond to her own comments about Quidditch, and she smiled again. "I know. It's kinda weird knowing this is the last term we can play for Ravenclaw. I'm gonna miss it after graduation." Then she giggled as Livvy went on to speak of the very thing she'd been joking about earlier with Miles. "Nice to know I'm not the only one worried about her haunting us. I think I'm almost more scared of letting Willow down than even professor Vindictus. And he can be pretty scary when he's upset too," she responded, halfway facetious. She really was a bit worried about the season, if evenjust because she'd never seen herself as an amazing player. A good one, yes, but amazing. Not so much. It was hard to take in the fact that maybe she was underestimating herself. "I really hope so." She didn't want to leave Hogwarts knowing she hadn't tried her hardest to get the Cup back. Of course, she'd rather know she had gotten it back, but until then she was restraining herself from being too optimistic. She'd leave that for Miles, and his Ravie dream team ideas.

Making his way over to the Ravenclaw table, Sabel pouted a little at Evie. "Gosh, I hope it would never come to that. I've already had to carry one person up to the staff table. I don't need to bring oe up to the infirmary."

He shook his head, spotting Kellen, Damien, Allison, Arya, Emilia and the rest of the group, briefly debating if he really should skip up to the table. He then remembered his last journey to the table when he walked into, or rather tripped over Kellen, and decided it was best to keep at a decent walk.

As he neared the table he pointed at Kellen to start the introductions, grinning. "This would be Kellen Stern, the instigator of nearly all small quabbles including an earplug fight." He motioned to Damien. "This is The-Man-Who-Feared-the-Loss-of-an-Eye-from-Foam Fight, Damien." He waved at Emilia. "Emilia, the Peacekeeper as I have seen so far." He pointed at Arya and Allison. "That's Arya and Allison. From the states and equal trouble makers as the rest of us."

He waved at them all and pointed to Evie. "Everyone, this is Evie. It's her first year here. She likes unpredictable people, so naturally I thought of you guys." He glanced at Kellen and gave a small frown. "Unfortunately Chaucer's not here."

"Wow. Thats a lot of trouble makers" Evie paused "i like it" she smiled at everyone and said "Hi" Evie said "So its Kellen the instigator, Damien who has the foam fight phobia, Emilia the peacemaker and Arya and Allison equal trouble makers" Evie said pointing to each person in turn "am i wrong or am i wrong?" Evie asked and gave a smile. She had a feeling she would like this lot.

Kellen raised an eyebrow at Sabel's sudden reappearance, "Back so soon, Dakest? I was barely finished waving goodbye."
He turned his attention to Evie, a small smile on his face at Sabel's description of him, "Hello Evie. And thank you, Dakest, for showing my hand so soon. I have only one discrepancy with your description, and that would be on the matter of one Chaucer Ipswich. He's completely predictable," Kellen flashed a quick grin as he thought of his cousin, "in that he's continually reaching new levels of absurdity."

Perhaps Allison had gone overboard with her acting. No one had the skill her grandmother had, and Allison secretly yearned for it. Looking at Kellen give a slight wink to Arya, Allison gagged. The nerve of the boy! Arya=Hers. Kellen=STAY AWAY FROM ARYA KAY?!

Giving Arya a slight pinch Allison whispered, "He's evil don't smile! He's mental too..."

That's when Allison noticed the addition to the group. It was yet another girl. Suddenly Allison remembered Crazy Lying Ian, and his comment about too many girls and men having to stick together. Quickly Allison formed a frown. It wasn't directed towards the girl, it just simply appeared. Hearing her exchange with the short boy, Sabel, and Kellen, she formed the conclusion they had previously met. Poor girl.

However something about her last comment was sarcastic and registered as dislike in Allison's head. Her frown then turned into a small smirk and she looked over at the girl, "Allison Scott! First Year!" She obviously wasn't. But if men were sticking together, so did girls.

Allison was still slightly impressed with how Kellen had maneuvered his evil plan on making the short boy believe his eye was in danger to...eating. However that went further into saying he had experience in these kinds of evil deeds. Allison took pity and looked at the short boy, who was currently stuffing himself. "I didn't catch your name."

When she heard her name and Arya's Allison turned to face Sabel's voice. He hadn't been gone long and that made Allison happy. Grinning at her favorite Gryffindor boy Allison took in the young first years' face. Giving her a friendly smile Allison nodded, "Nice to meet you Evie." At the mention of the name Chaucer, Allison's little happy gleam disappeared. Who was Chaucer? And why did Sabel look at Kellen?

Allison immediately did what she always did: Jump into conclusions. Chaucer was probably Kellen's nice twin who suffered from all of Kellen's evil deeds. A simple boy with better looks than his brother, who was always under the spot light, and probably took the blame for every single wrong doing Kellen did. She immediately liked Chaucer and wanted to hug him. Someone needed to defend that boy!

Chuckling Sabel pointed again at Damien. "Actually he had quite a bit of fun in the foam fight, but he got hit in the eye and well..." Glances at Kellen with a knowing smile. "We...teased him a little." He shrugged, offering Evie a seat beside Arya as he looked back to Kellen.

Taking a seat beside Damien, being careful not to kick, knee, or elbow anyone at the crowded table, Sabel shrugged one shoulder. "Turns out the 'no loittering' sign has been repainted and place at the Gryffindor table. Shame. You'll just have to put up with Evie and I." He gave Evie a small smile.

Tilting his head at the comment about Kellen's cousin, Sabel grinned. "What I have yet to see and behold. Only you and your cousin can open my eyes to the gloriousness that is insanity."

Looking back to Evie he grinned, about to say something when he caught Allison's change in expression from the corner of his eye, gancing over. "Allison? You alright?"

"I completely agree!" Nina told her.
"And bless you!" She felt sorry for the girl. Nina often sneezed loudly and more than once in a row.

"Yes, and now Gryffindor has lost 2." Nina informed her friend.
"And I guess it doesn't matter much who comes in second, as long as it's second to Ravenclaw."

Kellen's eyebrow had just finished going down, then Sabel made that last comment and it shot back up again, "Insanity? Not us, Dakest, if you want lessons in the insane you should talk to..." he glanced over at Allison, who looked like she was trying...to shield her friend from him? Oookay, moving on.

"Regardless, Chaucer and I specialize in the absurd, not the insane. Especially Chaucer. I just hold his tether so he doesn't go completely off into his own dimension. Difficult at times," he shrugged, a good-natured grin on his face, "but also life. I'm sure he'd say the same about me, only with more syllables in the telling."

Sabel's eyebrow arched with Kellen's, following his eyes over to...he put his hand over his mouth and rested his elbow on the table to contain his laughter. "Fair enough." He managed from behind his hand; he could only imagine what he had missed before he had joined in company at the table. He tilted his head a little, glancing at Evie before his eyes returned to Kellen in humor. "He could write a very interesting book, that's for sure."

Evie smiled a polite smile and nodded in thanks she sat down beside Arya and retured the smile to Sabel.

Smiling, Sabel looked back over to Evie, tilting his head a little. "Glad you came yet, or worried?"

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Livvy was really crowded he didn`t even know if she knew everyone she was talking to. "Good." he said about the badge. It wasn`t something he wanted to talk about. " They were good, went to the worldcup and that. Its better being back"

Then Barry remembered something. Livvy was a seventh year girl. He had the strangest urge to ask her if she`d kissed a boy but didn`t. It would be saved for when he was alone with Livvy.

"Err... your enjoying the attension then" he commented on the people around her. He felt sort of awkward around her.

Tehe. Happy moment! So many new people that Livvy had met in only a few moments! Score for her! Wouldn't Plymouth and Copernicus be so proud of her actually mingling and socializing with people? She was sure that Cela would be quite proud also, considering that girl was the Social QUEEN. Livvy was like the Social PEASANT. So much she had to learn about the world of socialness. Please Celandine Toussaint! Be Olivia Zhang's Social Mentor!!!

Livvy's eyes then strayed back over to Barry with a curious look. He seemed so tense and nervous. Why was that? He always seemed to be like that around her. She never knew why though. It seemed like the only times that they hung out were in times where he could vent about how in love with Cela he was... or how badly he messed up... or how much he misses her... or... Cela this or Cela that. Always about Cela. Not that Livvy really cared of course. She hated whenever topics strayed over to about her.

"Yeah. That was a pretty cool game. Except for when it got swarmed by Nifflers. THAT... was just freakeh," she said, bluntly, with a grin on her face.

There he went again. All awkward. And the moment wasn't even awkward. HE was making it awkward. Odd human being. "You could say that. Not a bad idea to get to know your house mates. I'm sure Copernicus would've approved. And Vindictus at that." Actually, Livvy wasn't sure about Mr. Vindickityus. Her interactions with him were quite small and they were usually at Quidditch Matches where he basked in his own glory and shallowness awesomeness.

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He felt his shoulders relax as the Head Girl leaned back to her own side of the table. It wasn't that he was afraid of her, no no no, but her confidence level unsettled him. Yes, that's the word. Unsettled. Not intimidated.

"So," he figured he might as well learn as much as he could from her. It was safe to ask now that she was back over there, "Is our Head of House at the feast tonight, Livvy? Who is it?"

Probably another girl. Girl Prefect. Girl Head... Girl (hmm, redundant thought there...oh well)... Girl Head of House? Probably.

Was it just Livvy... or was everyone being tense these days? First Barry and now Kellen boy. It was WEEEIRD. It wasn't like Livvy was some sort of monster. It's not like Livvy was Willow Kovac. INNOCENCE. PURE INNOCENCE. She wanted to ensure that everybody knew that and she wasn't some scary crazy person. And that SHE... was DA MAN. Along with Jack. But.... he didn't matter at that particular moment.

Their Head of House? Vindickityus? Mhm.

Livvy picked up her goblet of pumpkin juice and took a sip, leaning back slightly to get a good look of the Staff table. She wasn't sure whether or not the Head of Ravenclaw was sitting there. He tended to be rather... invisible... to Livvy.

"OH! OH! I see him! It's Professor Vindictus!" she exclaimed, pointing her finger and waggling it at the man sitting at the table. "Whoa myyyy... When did he get facial hair?" Blink blink.

It was nice. Tehe.

"So yup. There you have it. That's our Head of House. He's also the Flying Professor and in charge of coordinating and refereeing Quidditch Matches."

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At the tail end of her trying to see if she could get ian to spaz out, Adrienne noticed Livvy looking at her, and sent her a little grin and a shrug, as if to say it wasn't anything important. Well, except for the whole fact she'd caught someone plotting to steal either her, Cela's or Livvy's badge, for the amusing reason of needing a gift for their mother. But Livvy didn't need to know that. Especially since the explanation would end up more complex than she really wanted to get into at a crowded table. But then the head girl had gone on to respond to her own comments about Quidditch, and she smiled again. "I know. It's kinda weird knowing this is the last term we can play for Ravenclaw. I'm gonna miss it after graduation." Then she giggled as Livvy went on to speak of the very thing she'd been joking about earlier with Miles. "Nice to know I'm not the only one worried about her haunting us. I think I'm almost more scared of letting Willow down than even professor Vindictus. And he can be pretty scary when he's upset too," she responded, halfway facetious. She really was a bit worried about the season, if evenjust because she'd never seen herself as an amazing player. A good one, yes, but amazing. Not so much. It was hard to take in the fact that maybe she was underestimating herself. "I really hope so." She didn't want to leave Hogwarts knowing she hadn't tried her hardest to get the Cup back. Of course, she'd rather know she had gotten it back, but until then she was restraining herself from being too optimistic. She'd leave that for Miles, and his Ravie dream team ideas.

MREEAAOOWW?

Mehmehmehhh... Livvy was so confused. The look that Adrienne sent her. The shrug. The grin. It was throwing the girl off. COMPLETELY off. And she didn't like it one bit. Actually. She didn't really care. Whatever was going on between Adrienne and Ian was none of her business. Maybe they were secret lovers. Who knew? It wasn't any of Livvy's business. No worries! Their secret was safe with Livvy! She wasn't going to tell any nossseeeyy people about Estrogen Boy and Psychic Girl. It'd be a seeeecccreeet. And Livvy knew how to keep secrets. Oh yes she did. Just like when she kept the whole - shaddduuup Livvy.

FOCUS. She needed to concentrate on what was going on. Not what happened in the past. Livvy smiled at Adrienne when the girl began to speak about Quidditch again. YAAYY. Quidditch. Happy things. Livvy liked Quidditch.

Livvy sighed and nodding her head, now more glum than ever. Her peppy mood had been completely ruined by the idea of leaving Hogwarts next term. She wanted to forget about it but it was written all over her mashed potatoes and in her soup. 'LEAVING' was written everywhere. In the eyes of the people she made eye contact with... in the skin... in the sky... on the face of the HEADMASTER. AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

... "Yeah. I'm going to miss it. It was most definitely a stress reliever."

Giggle? Oh right. Willow Kovac. That was also another topic that Livvy liked to talk about. Willow Kovac was like... third on the list. Always.

Smiling, the Ravenclaw laughed and nodded her head. "I KNOWWWWW. Vindictus has his scary moments but I REALLY... REALLYYY... don't want to lose again this term. Especially since Willow's ears will be peeled for such news. I swear. She's gonna come back to Hogwarts and strangle me in my SLEEP!" Livvy squeaked the last word and her face turned red. AHH. Willow Kovac. AHH.

Awww... where's the confidence. Livvy smiled gently and patted the girl on the shoulder lightly. "Have faith in yourself. I know you can do it!"

Kellen just smirked at Sabel's snickering, following his eyes to Evie before looking back at him and adopting the mannerisms of a literary scholar. "It would be titled 'The Immaculately Coiffed and Gentlemanly Chaucer', with a subtitle adding 'and his Well-Groomed but Plainly Dressed Cousin, Kellen'. It would sell like hotcakes." He nodded sagely.


Kellen had to lean across the table to where she was in order to see where her wiggling finger was pointing. He was so relieved to know that there was at least one male in power associated with his house that it didn't bother him, "With the goatee? Wow, he... does Quidditch. That's just..." he was tempted to say nifty, but if Chaucer ever heard that word pass his lips he'd get a book to the back of a head, "...that's wonderful."

Of course; if he was going to get a Head of House who was a man, that man would have to be teaching the course with broomsticks.

Must. Calm. Down. Allison had heard it all and had seen Kellen's expression as well. She had not missed a single ting. However, she thought it was in her best interest to ignore everything going around her. Instead she feigned dementia and "only heard what Sabel said."

"I'm better than ever." The feeling was there to stand on her seat, point at Kellen and shout evil, grab Sabel, Arya, Emily, Cela--if she hand that many arms, grab a piece of turkey leg and lure the short boy, and run for their lives. However, if she did that, she'd trample over upbringings, look like a fool, embarrass herself, and risk losing points for the Ravenclaw house. She was was still a child, but she was level-headed enough to know what would happen ahead. Consequences Allison. Remember that. Her mother had always preached. "Every action has an equal and opposite reaction." Yes she was using it incorrectly, but in Allison's head it all made sense.

Yet one thing had changed in those very few seconds. Allison no longer liked Chaucer. He sounded just like Kellen and maybe a bit worse. It was now engraved in her head that she must avoid anyone related to Kellen. And she meant EVERYONE. Sisters, brothers, cousins, uncles, aunts, distant cousins. It didn't matter, they were all insane and evil and deserved her disgust. And hearing his last statement...Chaucer was Kellen's cousin. He was a relative.

She didn't even have disgust for them, she was more at odds with people of their sort. She had never met anyone like that group and found herself lost with her many emotions. Did she like them? Perhaps not. Did she hate them? She believed she did. Yet it is certain that girl really had no clue to what was going on around her.

Sabel shook his head in wonder, lowering his hand as he shot a side glance to Kellen. "And like all you and your cousin share, it would take to the skies as if it had wings of dove feathers and were weightless, like the earplugs?" He smirked. "Tell me, would it have instructions on how to properly read and decode the language of the text? Your cousin I'm sure, would have an interesting way of putting it together."

"It would if I was allowed to add an appendices. If not, you'd be out of luck."

Kellen took one look at Allison and stood up with a stretch, "I think I've had enough food for tonight. It's time to go check out the new room."

Sabel chuckled, stretching his arms above his head. "I'll follow you. I have an appointment to...." He winced a little before letting out a sigh. "I have to attend a meeting." Slipping off the bench he gave a small wave to everyone. "Pleasure seeing you all again and meeting you. We'll catch up later." His smile turned to Evie. "Sorry, I'll be back as soon as I'm done with this meeting, which I'd better attend lest I cost us any more points." He gave her a small wave as he left with Kellen. "I'll catch you around."

"Hey new 'claws!" Celandine stood up cheerfully, smiling around the table. "Time to go up to the Ravenclaw common room to settle in!"

Celandine led the way. It was going to be hard going into the common room and not seeing Copernicus.

Hugging Sabel really quick and giving a grin, Allison waved goodbye. Her rotten luck being sorted into Ravenclaw with Kellen. Oh well. Standing up and rubbing her full tummy Allison skipped and hung onto Cela's robes. She was excited. Who on earth would she be rooming with?