Marie sat there in her favorite chair staring into the fire. Everyone was at the feast so she had the common room to herself. Normally she would be at the feast too but this year she couldn't bring herself to go. What happened on the train was too painful for her to be around others right now... especially Finn, who was now her ex-boyfriend. She may have told him she didn't love him but she knew in her heart that was a lie.

She really wasn't sure what to expect this term now. She hadn't seen or talked to Evelyn and Destiny all summer and she really missed her best friends. She needed someone to talk to about... things. As far as she knew, no one even knew that she had broken up with Finn, unless he told them at the feast which she highly doubted. He didn't even seem one bit bothered by the breakup. For someone supposedly loved her he sure had a funny way of showing it. He didn't even try convincing her not to break up with him. It was like he was happy about it.

Yeah, so much for love. He got what he wanted from her and now it was time to move on.

Stupid, bighead... jerk.

Evelyn practically ran to the dungeons once the feast was over. How she managed to stay the entire time was beyond her, yet that didn't matter anymore. What mattered was making it to the common room before anyone else did, claim her bed in the dormitory, and make sure everything she owned was protected and safe before anyone else arrived.

Apparently though, she hadn't been expecting a certain blond to be sitting there when she came through the entrance.

Slowing down to a stop, the Slytherin girl stared at Marie for a moment, weighing the options in her mind. Speak? Don't speak? Scoot on over to the stairs that led to the girls dormitory?...Speak? "You weren't at the feast." Hmm, there.

Savannah walked into the common room with both of her hands clutched to her stomach. It gave another loud growl as she sat in a comfortable seat near the fire place. Savvy looked around the almost empty common room. It's exactly like what she remembered from last year.

Stallion, Savvy's crup ever since her first year at Hogwarts, jumped on Savannah's lap and laid down. She smiled as her stomach felt a lot better by the warm of her dog.

While she patted Stallion, Savvy took out Spell Book 4 and started reading some of it, curious to know what she'll and the others will be learning this year.

Her stomach gave another unpleasant growl.

Still staring into the fire Marie didn't even hear when someone entered the common room. She did however feel when Harley jumped up on her lap. Reaching out to grab him she put him up near her shoulder and scratched behind his ears. "Hey there little guy."

No matter how hard she tried to forget about Finn she was always going to be constantly reminded of him every time Harley was around. Why'd he have to go and give her a gift that couldn't be stuffed in the bottom of her trunk.

Staring back into the fire, her concentration was broke by a voice. A voice that belonged to one of the people she had been missing a lot.. one of her she-snake besties. Turning to look at her, Marie gave her friend a little smile. "Hey Ev. I wasn't hungry." Looking past her, Marie was sure she was going to see Destiny following behind, but didn't. "Where's Destiny? Off stuffing chocolate in her face somewhere?" Knowing Destiny she was probably off hiding her chocolate all around the school so Ev couldn't find it all and get rid of it.

Iris walked into the common room, feeling exhausted. Why had today felt like it had dragged on for a week? The Head Girl had lead the huge line of Little Snakes to their common room, confident that Evan will have hung around to round up any of the stragglers. She didn't really want to lose any of her Slytherins. That would be bad. Very, very bad.

After pointing the Firsties in the right directions, showing them to the girls and boys dorms, the Head Girl walked over to one of the free couches. Sitting down, she gazed into the fire for a while; probably looking deep in thought to anyone who didn't know her. It was only just beginning to sink in, that she was actually Head Girl, and that this was the last year she'd ever be in this wonderful, old, magnificent castle. That really was a sad thought. Especially when you add in all the people she'd be leaving behind, and most probably never seeing again. Just like the friends that had already left Hogwarts. Iris didn't know if she was ever going to see Wesley again. At least they'd promised to owl each other every week. That made it easier to hold onto the now-transatlantic friendship.

Seven years, eh? Where did all that time go?

Alex walked into the commonroom throwing his jacket aside he fell onto the nearest sofa.
the Common room was just as its always way. dark, bold, and quite...that was until the first year student start making there way in.
"Great here we go again" he thoguht to himself and he grab a paper from the table and began to read.

Orabelle walked into the Slytherin common room, wincing as she saw what it was like. Dark, poor lighting and Merlin it was in the bloody dungeons. She was tempted to scream, she really was. After all, this place was like a dump! What type of school asked students to sleep in the dungeons? How horrible. With a perfect pout on her face, she flopped down on a leather couch and sulked. She took out a magazine and started flipping through it, trying to distract herself from the horror that was Hogwarts.

And people said it was lovely here...

KITTYYY!

Completely missing Marie's smile, Evelyn instead smiled at the kitty on the girl's lap. Hmm, yes, she knew him. Finn had picked it out for her. Quite an excellent choice too in her opinion. LOOKIT'S CUTENESS!

Wait, Marie, right. And... "I don't know." she said, moving over to get a better look at the kitty and HOPEFULLY pet it. Maybe. It was Marie's cat now and...were they still friends? "And I don't care." Destiny could shove all the chocolate she wanted in her face. Evelyn wouldn't stop her.

Sir Robin led the way, bounding into the common room with great leaps. Lulu Patterson followed behind him a little less jovially. The new girl's meltdown after having her wig torn off had been disturbing enough to give the third year a severe case of secondhand embarrassment. Lu rubbed the back of her hot neck as she assessed the situation in the common room. Things looked as normal as ever with several girls looking slightly upset, others looking broody, some males doing their best to appear uninterested and highly anti social and others--well, they still seemed excited about who knew what; most likely first years.

The black footed ferret continued to scurry around the common room, sniffing people's trousers and shoes. A lot of them were familiar and he moved away from them quickly but not before nuzzling the back of their knees and calves affectionately. Suddenly, however, he stopped mid run in the middle of the common room. He stood up on his hind legs and stared at the feline on of the Slytherin girl's lap with unblinking and unwavering black beady eyes.

"Careful, Robin!" advised Lulu loudly in her thick Glaswegian accent as she searched under an armchair for one of her ferret's missing toys. She was certain she left it at the end of last term because she couldn't find it the entire summer and it had left Robin in a sour mood. "Yer fast but I reckon you can't outrace a cat. That is a cat, isn't it?" asked Patterson in the girl's direction, shoving an arm under the armchair. She felt the stone floor under her palm, only grime and dust wedging in between her fingers. No toy. No luck. As she pulled away and knelt by the armchair, Lulu's brown eyes took in the rest of the room's inhabitants, including newly appointed Head Girl, Iris somethingortheother. "Awrite, mate?" she greeted. "Yer look like yer contemplating the meaning of life or what to wear in the morning if yer less complicated."

Faith walked into the common room for the first time. She looked arouns skeptically and then smiled, feeling completely at home. She saw that a few people were already in here and sat down in a nearby chair. "Anyone who wants to know, I'm Faith Dalliom." she announced loudly as she opened her book written in Egyptian on different fighting styles.

Orabelle was engrossed in the week's salute to silk in the magazine. Still, she couldn't believe how some people accessorized. Was it a rule of becoming famous or something? After you become famous you must make yourself look hideous? Because if it was, Orabelle did nawt want to be like one of those people. It was disgusting but their clothes were so gorgeous and seemingly one of a kind.

That was when she felt something... sniffing... her shoes. Orabelle didn't feel itchy and wasn't breaking out into anything so it couldn't be a dog or puppy or anything. Was it a rat...? Orabelle knew there was something wrong with this school if the headmaster told them to reside in the dungeons! She looked down and saw a fuzzy thing darting around the room and she screamed, pulling her legs up, eyes wide.

"Ehmagawsh, there's a rat in here?" she squealed with horror. She looked and saw the thing stop moving and a cat in someone's lap. Orabelle was fairly certain that the thing darting around was a rat and the girl's cat should like.... kill it or something.

"Hullo," greeted Lulu, her brows furrowed together. "Name's Lulu Patterson."



She should have predicted it. It happened at the beginning of last term as well. Lulu had grown confident that the past students had grown accustomed to Sir Robin's presence but it seemed there were still those who were...err...."Not a rat, it's a ferret, obviously," answered Lulu trying to quirk a single brow but failing. She raised both at them simultaneously. "Although I'm sure there's rats somewhere in the castle. They were on the list when I first got my letter," mused Patterson as she stood up and wiped the grime her hands had collected from sweeping the floor under the armchair on her school robes. "Guess they're not very popular, though. They don't make very fancy pets."

"That's a lovely accent." Faith said. "Where are you originally from?" She shook the girls hand kindly and gave her a slight smile.

Jonathan made entrance to the Slytherin's common room. How he have missed this place. It's been such a while. He sat down in one of the couches and threw his bag on the floor. First day of term is about to start and his head is already aching with anxiety, just thinking about upcoming homeworks and such.

"What time does class starts?" he mumbled. He was still quite tired from being lazy. Should he try out for quidditch today? or some other clubs instead?

"Hello there." Faith said to the boy. "I"m Faith Dalliom. I'm a first year."

Jonathan was almost asleep when a voice interrupted him. He looked beside him with his eyes slightly opened. He is still tired from the first day of term.

A first year eh? Jonathan smiled because he was so tired to say hi. He massage his forehead and shook his head. Of course, where are his manners "Jonathan, by the way. Forth year" he gestured his hand for a handshake.

She shook I hand. "Well it's good to meet you." She said.

Caroline rubbed her eyes. Was it just her or did the common room seem greener the normal? She looked around the room scanning for anyone she knew. No one she sighed and walked over to the corner of the room and plopped down in her favorite chair. She noticed a lot of first years this year, in was like take over of the first years. She shook slightly, that's a scary throught, firstie take over. First day back and she was already tired and bored, okay she was tired but not that bored.

K-Lee came into the common room after dinner and immediately sat down in one of the softer chairs, sitting with her legs curled up under her.

She looked around, but there didn't seem to be many other people her age. There were a whole load of first years though, oddly enough. Must be a record, this many firsties.

Aurora curled up in one of the common room chairs, her violin case on her knee. It had arrived almost immediately after the feast with a long-winded letter from her mother and she wanted to check that it was alright and maybe find a quiet place to play before going to bed. She put the letter to one side and undid the catches on the case. She took a deep breath, there it was, her beautiful Stradivarius. The colours flickered in the light of the candles as she removed her bow and tightened it, running the rosin up and down it. She sighed, she supposed people in the common room wouldn't appreciate her playing and wondered who she should ask about private practice rooms.

Peyton sat on the floor of the Slytherin common room, slightly unimpressed. Alright, if she was going to be a snaaaake, then some of this creepiness had to get the heck out of here. What was there to be creepy about little (sometimes BIG) snakes? People needed to get over themselves and not be creeped out by slithery snakes. Besides that thought, Elliot was also on her mind. She softly hummed Better Together by Jack Johnson as she stared at the, of course, green fire.

That's when a sudden thought hit her. She turned around to see a blonde her, around her age, sitting in one of the armchairs. "Hey, do you know where the Gryffindor house is located in this school?" she questioned.

Unnoticed from where she came from, maybe the portrait or the dormitories, Aiden appears in the middle of the common room. Ironically, the skinny witch is a heavy eater. She is still eating the Cauldron Cakes even after the Welcoming Feast.

She sets down on a long dark green leathered sofa. "Brilliant that my friends are sorted into Ravenclaw!" she mutters quietly while stuffing in more Cauldron Cakes into her mouth.

Cass had all but ran to the common room the moment she had finished her food. This was safe, Levi couldn't get to her here because he was a Gryffindor. Hah! She wanted to skip all his drama about his family and how terrible his summer had been. True, she cared. She cared about him a lot, but he had proved that caring about him hurt a lot and she had promised herself that she would avoid drama as much as she could.

She instantly made a beeline towards her favorite chair and sat down. It was good to be back.

Dani sat down on one of the sofas and pulled out her usual copy of the muggle magazine Vogue- she flicked though it, looking at the many fabulous pictures, the many clothes that she seriously wanted!

She looked around the common room- it was so very different from Beauxbatons, she couldn't even begin to describe how very different it really was!

She pushed back her blonde curls as she focused on a fairytale style photoshoot in the magazine.