Taking the opportunity that the boy appeared to be deep in thought (or perhaps he was just a slow thinker), Greer slipped a ribbon out of the pocket inside her robes, and used it to tie her thick golden curls in a low ponytail. When the boy spoke again, sounding this time more sure of himself than before, Greer settled his gaze on him again and was surprised to see he wasn't as tall as before.

Maybe he'd shrunk down.

Fascinating. Just like his dimples. Had he done those with some sort of charm? Her mother herself was an expert in charms that made her look good when she did not particularly looked or felt good. Perhaps boys did that, too, not that Greer could be sure; males were strange, and since Lulu often told her they were bullies and carriers of the cootie germ, McKensie stayed clear from them.

Slowly, she blinked up at the boy and then considered her answer. He sounded smart, the way he expressed herself told the small girl as much, and the truth was that McKensie had grown distracted by her own mind wandering and his dimples, while the older boy gave her his speech. "So say, if you were to come across a wild half-goblin would you be able to defend yourself? And did you know that frowning gives you wrinkles? You shouldn't do it."

"Hi, I'm Heather." Heather said to Raven, smiling at him and blushing a little. She held out her hand as she sat down next to him.

Valeire looked around the Great Hall. Oh her first feast. This was exciting. She looked down at her red robes and made her way to the Gyrffindor table. Val took a seat and stared at the table. The friend she made was in a different house so they weren't together. She wondered what her cousin was doing. Ick! No don't think about it. She was glad to be a Gyrffindor. Just like her parents.

"I'm a sixth year" He smiled and then turned back to Lexi. "Of course you do. That was a dumb question." He said while rolling his eyes. "Ah yes telling from your entrance on the train you might need a couple pillows to go with all that padding too." He laughed. "Mhm that's fine" He smiled. Maybe being at Hogwarts wasn't so bad.

A few random, sporadic blinks left Sabel, his words coming out much slower than the lapses in his vision. "Yes...probably but --" Shaking his head a little he let his frown dissipate for a perplexed look. "Just how old are you?" Height would dictate between second and fourth year but mannerism inclined to older than that. Goodness it was embarrassing to know that even some of the seventh years weren't as mature as she sounded, himself included in that category at times. He wasn't trying to be rude. He was just very, very perplexed.

"Sort of...I need to read up on the History...But besides that, maybe we can practice throwing the quaffle around just a bit...Wait what did you want to try out for again?"He asked.

Tori sat down at the Gryffindor table excited to see her friends. She looked for a few faces but didn't see some. She continued looked around and saw many new faces. Tori was ready for the new school term.

"Hello, Name is Revellius --Raven will do, nice to meet you Heather, we're both first year, we likely be family", Raven smile back to the new fellow

Raven saw the new fellow, waving as saying "there is vacant seat here, you may if you want"

"I have a lot of Quidditch literature if you want it. Sure. I have my own Quaffle that we can throw around. Don't make fun of my personal Quaffle. My Dad said it would be smart to get one... so I did. And Chaser. You want to be a Keeper right?"

Fee started laughing when Adam spit out his butterbeer."We are not dating",she tried to gain her breath,"you know we are just friends.Out of all people i would tellyou first ankd you know it." It was funny how everyone though they had a thing for eachother.But were they wrong? Why was this so confusing.Hmpf.

"Ahh dont worry about it",Fee waved it aside,"why shouldnt i want to be friends? Bo big deal really."Selina was really cute,really there was no drama.The blonde may was all glittery and girly but not really a drama queen when it came to things like this.

Mhh what could she tell Selina about herself?!"Yees i always wantes to get sorted there",she explained,"my whole family was there.What about you? Whats your fave house?"


And then Adam and Selina started whispering, what was that about?!Weirdoos.Cool weirdos.

"That's a nice name. Mine is too regular." Heather looked up to see Valerie. "Hey Val, nice to see you again. What happened to Luke and Katie?"

"OH that's right. He is in the same house. Well that will be one thing to be happy about," he said with a smile. Well that was a good thing at least because it meant he wasn't going to be all by himself in a house where he knew no one. Good. Seeing her pout though he gave her another hug, "Wasn't it you who said that we would spend a lot of time outside of our rooms anyway?" He smiled and gave her another kiss on the cheek.

"No we can stay here." He'd rather stay here with her anyway. Sitting down he grasped her hand and pulled her next to him. "A sixth year? That's cool." Wait...what were they talking about padding? Instead of pretending he hadn't heard he looked at the boy oddly, "What about pillows and padding?" Yup he'd missed something alright.

Preston decided that it was time now to let some of his food digest and go in search for some friendly faces before he went back to get some dessert before heading off to bed. Upon coming up to the Gryffindor table, Preston realized that he didn't even know that many Gryffindors, he gave his shoulders a shrug as he continued towards the Gryffindor table.

Oohhh, small, goblin-sized person!

Another half-goblin, perhaps? Where was Lulu Patterson when you needed her? And when was Greer going to learn carry a leash with her everywhere?

This potential half-breed, however, appeared harmless--sad, even. Poor creature! "Hiiiii!" Greer wiggled her small fingers in the girl's direction, in attempts to sound friendly and welcoming--which she was, for the most part.

The older boy had gone from surprised and dim-looking, to serious and smart, to surprised and slow. She could not keep up wit him and his changes. This must be what Morgan always grumbled to herself in her room about boys being more confusing than they were worth--and yet, Greer's older sister did not seem to be able to quit them either.

But Greer, different from Morgan as she was, was impatient and the opposite sex did not hold much interest for her as it did for her sister. But she was in need of protection, and Legend Chosen, her servant, was nowhere to be seen. "Hmm." The correct answer would be twelve, but she'd heard her mum once tell someone that bluntly asking for a woman's age was rude. Not that Greer was a woman herself just yet (gross!), but she supposed the same concept applied to her. Not to mention that this was a complete stranger that was adequate (and Merlin knew what that was, though it sure sounded serious and big) at setting all sorts of spells on people.

What if he decided to turn against her? She could not give him personal information just yet.

"I am young," She replied at last a little stiffly, her small nose sticking in the air a little. "How old are you?, sir? And you never did answer my question, you know." She added, quite testily.

After her whisper fight Selina emerged to answer the patiently awaiting Fee. The two had been quite rude whispering in front of her. What were they eleven? Oh wait...

"That's cool. And Gryffindor. Same thing, my family is a legacy. And it's a really long legacy that goes back quite a bit. But I'll be happy wherever he puts me..." That was a blatant lie. Selina wanted Gryffindor almost as much as she wanted to play Quidditch... almost.

"hmm, really, my father gave it, he is likely old fashion, you know her" pointing Valerie* "so you're friend" Raven ask

Sabel was once again startled by the girl's sudden outburst, his eyes flicking over to yet another newcomer that his acquaintance seemed to be interested in. He could only manage a small smile to the new girl before his attention was once again diverted by the strange girl. And despite what she said about frowns, his was back again. "Seventeen." Had she taken offence? It was difficult to tell with her mannerisms and with women in general; just when did asking for an age become rude?

Folding one arm over his knee, he leaned forward a little, peering at the creature in front of him, curious as to just what she was getting on about. "I did, if you are referring to the one about half-wild goblins. If you are referring to your multitude of questions regarding spells and classes, I did as well. If you are referring to your comment about wrinkles, I can say that I nearly set to frowning for a whole year and my face is currently fine. A little confusion won't do much harm. Now, care to tell me if you are actually in trouble so I can help you, or if these are simply routine questions?" Somehow he doubted she was in immediate danger, unless she was simply very calm in the face of immediate danger.

Seeing Sabel's nod and whatnot she smiled and gave him a chuckle. He was so weird. Perhaps that was why she liked him so much. Hehe. She would have to make sure to catch up with him in the common room before bed. She wanted to make sure he was alright.

"Jer it is then!" she said cheerfully. Hehehe. This was not going to be such a dreadful term after all. She began to laugh as he rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah. I think that might be a good idea. Cushioning charms too!" she said with a snort.

Lexi let him pull her down in the seat and giggled. "Yes, I said that, but I secretly hoped you would get Gryffindor though," she said with another little pout. Oh well... what was done was done.

Then she began to laugh as he asked about the pillows and padding. "For when I skateboard. I ran into Jer by falling into his compartment this afternoon," she said with a grin. It was classic Lexi, right. Of course.

Looking up Lexi noticed a lone Hufflepuff wandering toward her table. Hehe. Like she was the owner of the Gryffie table or something. Hehehe. Being in the great mood that she was she waved at the boy and called out, "Hey wanna sit with us?" The more the merrier, right?

"Kinda. I met her cousin and her and her cousin's boyfriend on the train." You know anybody here?"

Fee stood there chuckling about her friends.They were just funny but she liked it.Thats what made them her friends.

"I am sure you will be sorted into the right house",the blonde nodded,"every house is cool its own way."But still she knew the feelong of wanting to be in one particular. The Slytherin had no idea what she would have done if the hat had decided to put her into another house.

While Sabel talked and talked and talked some more, Greer began to use both of her index fingers. Pointing them to her own face, and growing a little crossed eye in the process, the twelve year old pressed their tips to her sun-kissed cheeks. She was, naturally, trying to see if she could give herself some dimples, like those of the boy next to her.

Deftly, she took a spoon, smiled and checked her reflection with the back of it. The smile dropped when she realized it hadn't worked. Well, marvelous! Those were minutes she'd never get back! Thinking that perhaps her wand was in need for full effect, the young Gryffindor put the spoon down, and took out her wand instead.

She pointed it her own face. "Did you know that," Greer said, not looking at the boy, "You talked an awful lot? Seventeen year old boys are usually grouchy, unfriendly and think very highly of themselves. They also smell." Speaking of which, she could not have her body guard carry some sort of icky odor. Lowering her wand momentarily, Greer invaded the boy's personal space honor, to catch a whiff of something. Nothing. "And you don't smell."

Fascinating. Perhaps this one was not human, after all. She'd have to discuss it with Lulu and Janie later, in private. Veela, perhaps? She'd seen dimples like his on veela, and he certainly the bone structure of one, too. Greer, not done invading someone's personal space, moved on to invade his personal affairs and privacy. Like his heritage. "Are you part veela?"

And then she used her wand again, pointing it at her cheek.

Preston's attention was drawn to someone waving a hand at him. Stopping in his tracks he cocked his head to the side and tried to remember if he had met the girl. He gave her one of his trademark goofy smiles and nodded his head a couple of times. "Th-thanks." He smiled as he took a seat.

"I'm P-Pres-Preston T-T-T-Turner." Preston introduced himself, it felt quite odd sitting at a different table other thank the Hufflepuff table. He felt like the new first year all over again, except he was just a Hufflepuff kid at the Gryffindor table.

"Yeah, the one I met in the train, she is in her second, named Kurumi, and some of other houses", Raven say, "and a fellow first year I don't know where she is"

*Raven bit a chicken, sip a juice*

Valerie looked up at the voice. "Oh thank you." She moved to sit next to the boy. "I'm Valerie Black, by the way." She smiled, then looked at Heather. "Hello Heather. They are at the Slytherin table." Resist urge to roll eyes.

She looked around then looked at the boy, who was pointing at her. "You do realize it's not nice to point, right?!" Ugh! She was tired and hungry, not a good combo. Val brushed her black bangs out of her face.


Umm...What? Val blinked in surprise when she saw yet another person pointing their fingures at her. Ugh! Really?! Didn't people know it was rude to point? "Hello?" The girl seemed older than her but she couldn't really tell.

"Yeah, watching everyone I can see that. And surprisingly every house gets on pretty well with the other. Of course their are some exceptions with certain individuals, but as a whole? Very nice to each other." Selina was genuinely surprised. Her father always spoke of the blood wars between the Slytherin's and Gryffindor's but Fee and Adam seemed very close.

It was nice to think that she was not limited when it came to friendships.