Pearl grinned wide and smiled, waving to his sister. "Hi there! I'm Pearl. Lovely to meet you."

She smiled, looking at the food on the table. "It's alright. I'm not much of a meat eater, but the salad's good." She laughed.

OOC: Sorry for responding to this really late! I'm back in school, so I have night-classes, and tend to come back later on in the evening.

Great. No more firsties performing some 'food-throwing' acts. Cedric regarded their Transfiguration professor with pure respect, and replied, monotonously, as an explanation of the whole fuss: "Sir, I saw these bunch of kids throwing veggies---food amongst themselves and they even did try to perform magic which, unsurprisingly, they failed at doing." He cocked an eye at the girl with the gray fur, indicating her.

And that was all he had behold. Other than what he just explained, how certain things happened was unbeknown to him.

Be ready to yelled at, naughty first years.

She glanced over at the students again. Most of them seemed older than first year, so it would be too late for them to take the class, but it wasn't too late for the incoming students. "A first year class sounds good. Start vhile they're young." It just might be too late for the older ones. She didn't know how they would get the class started though. Would it be rude to suggest it to one of the professors? Probably. And she doubted that her headmaster would be pleased if she politely insulted the students of Hogvarts.

"I hope to see hov their teachings differ from our ovn as vell." She said inbetween sips of her butterbeer. It seemed the only thing that tasted the same as what they feed her at Durmstrang. "Especially their defense and potions class." Needed to know how the competition trained. Potions was more of her personal hobby, so hopefully they had a room where she could continue her studies in the subject. "You vouldn't have to study alone. I could always use someone to study vith." Not that she didn't have her own classmates, but she liked Noel and he seemed intelligent enough not to hinder her studies if they worked together.

Aw, the language of France! Something he'd never get tired of. Looking around to find the source of the introduction, his blue eyes landed on young girl, wearing the blue colored robes like mostly everyone else at the table was wearing. "Bonjour Emily. Je m'apelle Noel." he started, a quiet laugh escaping him causing a smile to play across his face. "Aw, I was about to say, your french iz razer good."

Canada though? "You live quite a ways away from here zough. Why so far?" Not that it was a bad place or anything. Then again, he didn't know much about it.

"It would be even better if zey are taught before even getting to ze school..." he said mostly to himself as he took another bite of his food while staring at the commotion. Hmm, this British food wasn't so bad like he was dreading. But, he was paying attention more to the French food on his plate of course. Not as good as back home, but it was decent at least.

Potions class? Noel had already planned on seeing how their defense class was like, but he didn't think about potions. It wasn't one of his most favorite subjects. "Are you good in potions class?" Not that Noel wasn't good in it, but perhaps Sandra could somehow make it more interesting. Might as well go and see right? Aw but here was a fantastique invitation. "Perhaps I will take you up on zat offer zen."

She seemed like she was one to take studying seriously, and maybe, dare he think it, he could learn something from her too.

Second year. Morgana was glad to be back. Walking into the great hall, she sat at the Ravenclaw table by herself, hoping to meet a new friend.

Krizza Jersmien is so glad to be back. She walked down the hall and trying to find an empty seat iat the Ravenclaw table. She eventually found one near a second year. She hesitantly walked toward the girl.
"Hay, can I sit here?"she asked, wearing her sweetest smile, and waited for a reply.

" Oh, I have a fun" Rex laughed. "Some classes are tougher than other classes" Rex told Rowan. Do you swim?" Rex asked Rowan.

" Ok, then I will call you Emily" Rex told her. " When i am in the village, I will definitely call you Vadoma" Rex said to Emily. I knew I could always count on you" Rex explained to Emily.

" Well, you do not mind that I eat meat and potatos, do you?" Rex asked Pearl." now, get up, please and put one arm at the top of yoru body and the other at your sie" Rex explained to Pearl. Rex takes her hands i with his hands in those postions. " We will be doing the Waltz" Rex said to Pearl.

It's not as she was tired of the Gryffindor table just yet. It was that most of Beauxbatons had changed tables, who said they couldn't do the same?

Hopefully Zitnik wouldn't mind Danika breaking free of the Gryffindors to only walk a couple feet away to know if Sandra was well. Or just to satisfy her curiosity in this other table. Because Sandra will always be well. It was her, Danika, the one who needed rescue now.

"Vell, you seem to be doing quite vell over here" she said, as she was standing on Aleksandra's side, "And already talking avout studying, Zitnik vould love to hear that" yes, because Danika was not talking about studying at all, well, sort of, but let's just leave the non-magical part behind them.

Oh. Vladimir. She needed to talk to him.

Grayson relaxed again as it seemed Annie wasn't bothered by her sudden burst of babbling. Especially as the other girl said she'd been known to do some of her own before. Okay, so Annie was cool people too. Even better if she could find out if she was another person who liked pranks and everything. That would be awesome. But talking about the tournament first. There'd be all term to find out the rest. She grinned a little at the comment, shrugging as she picked up a little piece of bread from the table. "Can't. I'm only fourteen. I'll be fifteen before end of term, but not seventeen. It would be cool if I could participate, though," she said, her excitement dipping slightly as she pulled off a piece from her bread and popped it in her mouth. May as well eat something before it all disappeared again. And her green eyes widened at the next question. "Why would I support anyone other than Hogwarts, whoever gets chose as our champion?," she said, swallowing first, a thoughtful look crossing her face. Well . . . "I guess, if I had to choose, I might go with Beauxbatons. Just from my little bit of experience." Noel was nice, at least. But she hadn't met any of the other foreign students. And, as she glanced over at the two, she noticed another girl had joined them. Hmm. Maybe later.

Cosette let out small chuckle, trying to maintain her lady like image. Since she had arrived here at Hogwarts, she left the train and headed to the Great Hall, sitting at her designated Ravenclaw. Table, not wanting to intrude on anyone else's conversations, she kept to herself, thinking in her head of the plans and schemes she would be doing. Now that Quidditch would be canceled for the term, to her dismay, she would have a lot more time to work on her charm. Not that she needed any more work. "Indeed they will. I wouldn't be surprised if a few on lookers got a tad jealous." She gave him a wry smile.

Noticing a charming smile from the Beauxbaton boy, she tried not to notice it. Jack was looking a bit tedious after seeing her subtle looks to the other boy. Seeing as she was with Jack & not the Beauxbaton boy, she would give Jack the full attention he deserved. Well, as long as he would stop being so jealous. She wasn't his to be kept to. She was a free woman. Looking over at the Beauxbaton boy, she shot him a charming smile as well. Customary to welcome another fellow French man, of course. Maybe that will ruffle up Jack's feathers a bit.

She could tell that he was thinking of the possibilities of what would happen to her if her name was called from the goblet. From the tales she heard, they were quite perilous. No matter, she had a feeling she could do them. With her vast knowledge of advanced spell work and quick wit, she might as well already be called. Smiling, she took a sip from her chalice again. "Well, that is a good answer, amour." She brushed her hand over his, slightly. "If I do get called, we shall have a celebration party. Just you and me." She pursed her lips into a slight coy smile. That should make him feel warm all over.

She cried when she was stressed? That wasn't good.

Chewing thoughtfully on his food, Ty tried to work out an answer that wouldn't really be a downright lie since he didn't want her to get stressed by the fact that she would have lots of homework. Eeek, that would mean she'd CRY! Ty can't handle crying; it made him feel weird.

"Er... Well, you'll just have to see. You're in a house with loads of smart people too so I'm sure someone will offer to sit and help you organise something. Maybe you should even ask the Prefects! We've got really nice ones," Ty nodded as he tried to swallow a particularly big piece of chicken.

Ah. There. Ooh, NEW person!

Ty eyed her excitedly as she introduced herself to Pam as Elizabeth. Ty ate as the two talked, and smiled as Pam introduced them. "Heya! Can I call you Liz? I like nicknames," he said with a goofy smile.

He'd have his own two little first years to help and play with, and he'd be like a papa to them - like Uncle James was to him! It was going to be great. Another great year at Hogwarts. Plus, with the whole Triwizard Tournament thing it was going to be EXTRA fantastic.

Ahh, he loved Hogwarts. And its food.

"I think it should be a prerequisite for entering the school." She mused, swirling some food on her fork before taking a small bite. She wondered if all of there meals were like this one and who prepared the food. Sandra also wondered at what times the meals were served. More questions she would have to ask when the feast was over.

"It is one of my best classes." Sandra wasn't sure what career path she wanted to persue, but she was sure that potions would be a big part of it. Though she had consider a career in defense. The young woman wasn't sure. So log as she didn't have to work with children and was paid well she was fine.

"You should, I enjoy studying vith partners." The cute ones at least. And Noel was more than cute, so she would love his company while studying.

For a moment the young woman thought that another child had come over to bother speak to her. But when she recognized the voice, she looked away from her food and up at her friend. "I'm doing more than vell, Danika." Her eyes flicked over to Noel and she smirked. "I know he vould, I plan on visiting the study areas tomorrow." It was one of the reasons why the headmaster liked her so much, because she was so studious.

Sandra motioned to the seat beside her. "Danika this is Noel Laurent. Beauxbatons." Obviously. "Hov vere the students at your table?"

Danika couldn't help but smile. Yes, Aleksandra was doing more than well, but was the young man smart?

He always does. Whatever involves Aleksandra or Vladimir, Zitnik approves very quickly. The same is not intended for Danika nor Nikolai. But she was somewhat used to that, still, her attempts to make Zitnik like her never ceased. Perhaps Hogwarts will bring another opportunity. And she was starting well, leaving her own table...probably not the best idea.

"Vut ve should go together, I have something to discuss vith you and Vladimir, he could also go" Nikolai would be outside letting the girls follow him around, better not disturb his enjoyment.

Danika looked over to Aleksandra's side. Noel, his name was. "Enchanté, Noel" she said, with a sweet smile. When did she learn to speak French? "I am Danika Malik. Durmstrang" she loved the way Durmstrang always sounded when she said it, like it was an honour to belong there.

Her smile suddenly faded. "The Gryffindors are okay, some of them. Vut it is dreadful over there" she said the last part so that only Sandra could hear her. If only Sandra got to find out what she did.

"Just send me a patronus and I vill meet you." She looked at her friend curious as what she would want to discuss. Hopefully she wouldn't want to talk when she is in the company of someone like Noel.

She took another few bites of her meal while she introduced herself to Noel. The food was growing on her with each bite. Not as good as Durmstrang, but still satisfying.

"Dreadful?" Perplexed, she took a sip of her drink, gazing at her friend. "If there anything like the kids over here I understand." Leaning towards the girl, she dropped her voice to a whisper. "What did they do?"

Danika nodded. Study areas tomorrow. Got it. "I vill" though, she was going to be staying closer to Sandra than to Vladimir, all floors considered, and all stairs considered. Sandra would be loving her walk tonight for sure.

She had now another smile on her face, just for Noel's sake, but she certainly did not feel like smiling that much.

A nod came to her precious dark red head. Dreadful. And rather interesting too. Actually she had had a great time...

...Danika leaned forward just a bit and smiled at the young man as if to say 'Excuse me'. "It is more of a 'vhat did I do kind of thing'" she said, and eyed back at her table.

"Vut I shall not take much of your time. Enjoy your dinner" she said, to both Noel and Sandra, and bowed a bit before walking back to her table.

Katie walked to the Ravenclaw table, Ahh, it was nice and quiet, Katie took a sip of some butter bear and relaxed, this was the life, until...

Taylor happened to be walking by the Ravenclaw table when she noticed Katie, turning around and tucking her curls behind her ears. She plastered an all white teeth smile on her face. "Hi Katie." she said, slightly over exaggerated.

Ughh, Taylor, Katie put on a smile "Hey Tay, How are you?" Katie said, why did she have to ruin her relaxing moment?, why?

"Oh, i'm good thanks." she replies, taking a dainty sip of some juice. And smiling again at Katie. She knew she was winding her up, but she loved it, oh so much! "You?" she asks, raising a perfectly shaped eyebrow.

"Im Good" until you came, Katie smiled, what was with Taylor, was she being, Nice? No, it wasnt like Taylor "Watcha been up to?" Katie asked.

Salander smiled when he heard her name, though he did note the certain coolness in the demeanor. Um-hmm Ice Queen he thought. And it did not escape his notice that Fletcher was annoyed with him showing up again, but had to hand it to the fellow that he's succeeding in getting the Durmstrang beauty to warm up. Must be all that firewhiskey. He gave Fletcher the you-win-this-round look and shifts his attention to other Ravenclaws at the table.


The Frenchman, he talks! And in English. That is a good thing, for Salander at least. Just as he was about to answer the food has materialized on the table. "Well looks like they heard you." he chuckled as he reached out for a pudding.




And just as he did, the head of a familiar ginger entered his field of vision. He shifted seats so that he could still carry the conversation with the Frenchman (in the event that he wasnt busy with his food) and gave the sophomore Ravenclaw a playful bump with his elbow.
"Hey leave some for the others, you're not the only one they're feeding here" he joked as he reached out for a bit of buffalo wings. Then he dropped his voice just a bit adding "By the way, that box is still with me."

"Oh, good." she replies sarcastically. "Not too much really, you?" she asks, clearly sounding bored, whilst looking around her.

"Nothing much" Katie went, she wanted to shake things up but let Taylor start it.

"So." Taylor said, ahh, this girl, just didn't click with Taylor. She narrowed her eyes slightly at Katie and turned away- hmm.

"What? Scared I'll bite you?" Katie asked, ohhh, nasty!