Ellie was just la la la-ing on her own. It had been simply close to impossible to spot anyone in the crowd when she entered the Great Hall. So she was just gonna kick it on her own until everyone was settled and eating and not rushing around everywhere.

She watched with excitement when the students from the other schools had come. Those flips and stuff... were plain amazing. She would need to talk to one of them. Tell them that they're cool just for being foreign. And maybe be their best friend. Maybe.

But after all that excitement calmed down, she had realized how hungry she was. That nap on the train had really helped. And now she was full of energy and starving. So, when Tate stood to give the little opening speech, she was very thankful. And it reminded her that someone from Hogwarts was going to be in the tournament! All along, she'd just been excited about the new people.

But then the headmaster's words hit her. HARD. The no quidditch part. NO QUIDDITCH! That didn't even make sense! Though, she had to admit to herself that she had kind of expected it. But still. No warning?! Not fair!

She stood blankly at the table. Yes, the food was now there, but she wasn't seeing it. This whole thing didn't process right. Because... well, she had PRACTICED. She practiced almost all summer getting better! And now, what? was it just going to be wasted by a whole school year of doing NOTHING?! Her and Nia had--- Nia! She's captain! She must have known about this, right?! Why didn't she TELLLL her?!

So, the little redhead stood up and scanned the long table. Spotting her she strided over and sat next to her, squishing whoever may have been there over. She was not happy. And she looked at Nia expectantly. Her beloved captain had some 'splainin to do.

Rowan chuckled to herself as Victoria chased down the instructor. I wonder, she thought to herself, if I can show her what I can do. She wasn't terribly eager to share her secret, but she really liked Victoria.

She looked back and saw that Rowan wanted to talk to her, she was going to waited for the Professor's answer and then go back to her.

Enya was tired. Fighting with someone, and then arguing with a Professor and students really did tire her out. She was still glaring at Skye when she heard the Professor speak. Guess he wanted all this over, to eat...or sleep. Like she did. Yawn. Serious yawn. When all this was over she was going to leave the hall - seek a bed and sleep - before the feast had actually finished of course. She didn't want to stay and see Carin while she finished eating. Yeah it was settled she'd do that.

Before she could think anymore the Professor was speaking. Enya knew better then to speak up, cause more trouble then it was worth. She'd caused enough trouble as it is. She thought she she listened, still turned towards Skye. She noticed the Professor's voice sounded stern, like he was really angry. Well he couldn't blame him, they had caused alot of trouble tonight as it is. Enya also noticed he was addressing her, she turned to face him.

She listened to how he explained how she had reacted, true she had tried blaming somone else by not telling the full story. But Carin had done most of the work! She should get most of the blame for it. But then he discribed her of having hysterics. Her!? He couldn't say that could he? It was an insult - though only she would think that! She glared at the Professor, opening her mouth to respond but he had already moved on. She closed it again.

Enya was still glaring at Skye, not really caring who was standing behind her. But when the Professor literally shouted 'enough' at her she jumped. Enya swirled round to face the Professor in a quick of a flash, she had opened her mouth she shoot some nasty comment but closed it quickly. She couldn't be bothered. Stay out of trouble, she told herself. He was speaking again she she chose to listen, slipping down to the bench before her. She rested her hands on the table. He was yet again telling her how she was wrong, and troublemaker. Blah, Blah Blah. She'd heard it all before. But he was asking a question.

Enya shrugged her shoulders, bored, "I guess" She said looking over the food. She picked up a small cake and began to eat. What was she going to get? lost points? Ha. He was now addressing Carin, she piped up waiting to hear what she'll get. But nothing, sigh. Boring. While she was sloching at the table the Professor addressed them all. Lost points. Children getting off with warnings. Wow. Like she cared. But-but detention!? Now that wasn't what she'd been expecting.

Enya looked up at the Professor, opening her mouth. "Professor please. Do i have to really do detention. I mean sit in a room for hours?" She asked in disbelife. She had to go to his office? Instead of going to bed? She was to serve this detention tonight? Ha. If she didn't fall asleep first! But NO! She didn't want to do this! She vagly heard them being told to sit at different places for the rest of the feast, and not loud to go. But she wanted to sleep! Ignore all that happened! Grr. She was hating this year more and more now.

...No Quidditch?

Okay, so Max still hadn't even been entirely sure that he would try out for the team, but the sudden news that there would be zero Quidditch at all brought his spirits down. The tournament was cool and all, surely, but... it wasn't the same. Bummer.

As he glanced around to see how everyone else was taking the news, Max noticed Ellie walk by and arrive near Nia. Since they were the only people he knew and he was currently surrounded by strangers, Max stood up and headed down to the older girls. "Hey," he began, tapping Nia's shoulder to get her attention. He stood there with an awkward, shy grin before continuing. "Guess what! I'm a Ravenclaw!"

He was pumped.

"Nice to meet you Noel." Daisy laughed. "It's not that hard to get lost at Hogwarts if it's your first time. But three years here and I almost know all the secret doors and halls." She nodded. "I'd love to join you," she said taking the seat right next to him. Thoes three years in France was really worth it.
"So how do you like Hogwarts so far?"

Morgana sat at the table with disbelief. The term had literally JUST started and Ravenclaw had -10 points. "This is absolutely ridiculous." She muttered aloud and stared at the girl arguing with the professor.

I bet the Durmstrang and Beauxbaton crews think we're crazy and out of line. She thought to herself, looking around. She may be 12, but she was mature enough not to start a food fight on the first day. She threw her dinner roll down on her plate with anger. "Absolutely ridiculous." she repeated to herself.

Sapphinelle turned to the girl muttering about the lost points by Ravenclaw.
"I know, right? I mean, I'm not even IN Ravenclaw and I'm furious. Who's stupid enough to do that?" she said with disbelief.

Morgana shrugged to the Hufflepuff. "Apparently those kids. Ugh. Now we're gonna have to work super hard for points now that every one of you has a head start."

She then realized she had no idea who she was talking to. "Oh. I'm Morgana by the way." She smiled slightly and reached out her hand for her to shake.

Oh, did he forget to say? "Oh, non. Zey are pulled by Abraxans." Whoever thought up that idea, he wished he could thank them. It was much better then taking...a train. How boring is that? Not to mention it probably took forever for it to get to this Hogwarts school.

"I hear you have carriages az well?" Or at least, that's what he heard anyways. Were they pulled by abraxans too? And why would they have carriages if they had a train? That made no sense. Unless, they got to choose what mode of transportation to take.

A study date? Glancing back to Sandra, making sure to at least try and keep the surprise off of his face, she didn't seem angered or upset about his little slip of words. Perhaps she was amused?

Taking a deep breathe when she fell back into conversation with Danika, Noel shoveled the food in his mouth, not even tasting it, but just so he couldn't talk anymore. Glancing around as he chewed, he noticed that the professor still seemed to be talking to the others down at the other end of the table, and he was beginning to get rather curious on what was going on. He had heard all the commotion and such, but didn't actually see what happened.

And now he couldn't since he heard his name being said once again from Sandra. Swallowing roughly, eyes watering since the food wasn't all that chewed in the first place, he looked back over to the lovely lady, thinking over her question. "Oh, well I am razer fond of transfiguration and charm spells." he said, pushing the rest of the British food to the side of his plate before putting his full attention on Sandra. It was only good with so many bites. "Ozer zen zose, everyzing else iz pretty much ze same to me."

Was she sure? That was quite a yell, he was positive something may have been wrong or she was hurt. Or maybe something in the speech had upset her? That was about the time she had screamed.

"Are you sure, mademoiselle?" he asked in concern, glancing around once more. Nope, everything seemed to be in order. Except her expression, which was everything but happy.

Aw, so it was inevitable that he was going to get lost? Perhaps he'd need to acquire a guide of some sort, or maybe he could transfigure himself a map. Smiling as she took the seat next to him, Noel scooted just the slightest over a little more so she had some more room. "It iz, definitely somezing." he laughed, looking around the place. "Especially ze welcome. You are all very nice." The food on the other hand...well, he could say he at least tried it once.

"I know!" she said with a nod. "I'm Sapphinelle Celestine Della." she said with a small smile and shook her hand. "I'm a first year." she said with her trademark pearly white smile.


She smiled at this foreign student.
"Are you from Beauxbatons? I'm French, too." she said happily, her french accent fully showing.

Nia looked up to see Ellie slide in beside her. Then she glanced at her new badge before letting her gaze fall to her plate. She swallowed slowly. She knew Ellie wanted an explanation. She could see it in the girl's face. But she just didn't have one. She had only known she'd change position. No reason why. She was as much in the dark as everyone else, until she had a chance to go and see her head of house.

She twiddled her thumbs until the table, before looking back up at Ellie.

"Rubbish, isn't it?" she said, glancing out from under the fringe that had fallen across her eyes.

"And no, I didn't know..." she answered, before Ellie had the chance to question that. She did glance down at her Prefect badge once more though.

...and then she felt a tap on her shoulder.
Looking up, Nia couldn't help but grin, despite the Quidditch news. "Yayness...awesome job!" Even if Nia had totally expected him to be a 'Claw. He just had that aura about him in the bookshop.

"May I offer you a proper and warm welcome to the bestest house," Nia said with a wink. "With an awesome Common Room." She gave a little nod. "Aaand, a pretty nice Prefect." And with that, she chuckled.

"Well I try my best. I like to make sure everyone around me is happy before I myself is happy." Daisy smiled a small smile. She was to kind and wore her heart on her sleeve. "So what classes do you like?"

"Wow, that's quite a name. It's really pretty, too!" She returned a smile.

A first year! "Hey, well welcome to Hogwarts! You'll love it. I'm a second year. I'm so happy to be back! What are you most looking forward to?"

She smiled at her. "Thanks! I'm French." she said, showing her full French accent.
"I'm really looking foward to classes. I'm muggle-born, but I know SO many things about the wizarding world." she said nodding at her smartness. She was really smart, but she didn't like to brag.

French. Of course she was French. How did she not recognize the accent? *mental face-palm*

"Wow, muggle born! Were your parents, erm... impressed? excited?" Morgana struggled for words. She didn't know how to ask without sounding prejudiced.

Hmm. Was she going to judge her for it? Mehh, she was used to it.

"Yep! They were so proud of me. My grandmother was a witch." she said happily, thinking of her Grandmother whom she loved so much, she passed away three years ago. Tear tear.

Elizabeth laughed. The food was great, the atmosphere was happy, and Pam was funny.

"Yeah, all this great food really makes you tired," she said as she shoved an egg in her mouth whole.

Elizabeth gave a big smile to the guy that Pam was introducing her to.
"Oh, I didn't even notice you were there! Of course you can call me Liz! I've never been called Liz before."

Liz. She decided that is fit her well.

"Are you a first year?" she asked. Then the questions came flooding, but Liz decided to wait with them. She didn't want to scare him. Well, not at first at least.

"That's so cool. Yeah well, I'm a pureblood." That came out wrong. "But I don't mean to sound cocky or big headed. I just..." Come on, find the words... She took a deep breath. "I'm not judging you. Sorry if it seemed that way. I just haven't ever really associated with a muggle born before and so I guess I didn't know what to say. My parents, My da especially, were pretty anti-muggle people, but I'm completely different. A person is a person, no matter what their bloodline is like."

WHEW. That took a lot of energy to spill out of her uncontrollable mouth.

Emily smiled "Well Noel, I am Canadian, my mother moved here with my father when i was very little but when my grandmother died we decided to move back to Canada. My parents just apparate me to the train station and see me off. Im rather used to side apparation now." Emily explained.

"Besides Canada is a beautiful place." Emily said, "During summer I live in a gypsy village away from my home... long story behind that one."

Emily smiled, "I'm glad to help Rex."

She laughed. "You sound like a comedian doing stand-up with crappy jokes." she said, still laughing. "That's ok, I'm used to it. I understand. Thanks for being nice about it." she said with a happy nod.

"Oh yes! First year! Woot!" She said excitedly as she shoved more food in her mouth. After she swallowed she yawned. "And very tired."

"Hmmm... Pam, Liz, Ty. Three one sylibal words. WOOT!" She laughed. She hadn't had this much fun in a long time.

Making his way belatedly into the Great Hall, Teagan scanned the Ravenclaw Table for any familiar faces. And lo and behold, it didn't take long for him to find a particularly unhappy face that he had parted from not long ago. Louvain, the other girl from the compartment, the more sensible one, was also there. Teagan dropped himself casually into the space next to Margaret, not caring in the least that there were mostly girls in that section of the table.

"Missed me, ladies?" He poked fun at Margaret and threw a grin in Louvain's direction. "What do you recommend tonight?" He scanned the many delicacies on the table, pondering what to try first.

Ech. Maddie needed to talk to someone. And she needed to talk NOW. Because, she was incredibly boooored! Turning to the girl on her left, she smiled for a moment, and then the smile was replaced with a totally shocked look. Wow. They looked SO SIMILAR. They could even be TWINS or something. It was freeeaking her ooooout! 'H- hii there!' she said happily, resisting the urge to give her lookalike a GREAT BIG BEAR HUG. 'I'm Madeleine Force, Second year' she said with a grin. She left out her house, because, well... it was obvious.

Crappy jokes? Ouch. She laughed along, glad to get that off her chest. "Oh, no problem. And if anyone ever judges you because of that, just leave those blokes to me." She said with another laugh.


Morgana looked up at the girl talking to her and stopped dead in her tracks. Was her mind playing tricks on her? This Madeleine Force looked a lot like her... Was it just her? I must be losing it. Shaking herself back to reality she said "Hi... I'm Morgana Evans. It's nice to meet you!"