Originally Posted by serpensortia

Lana noticed that the other girl on the other side of Lysandra was Sarah. The girl that she met on the train and who she first sat next to. She smiled at her. She asked both girls, "So what do you guys think of the food?" as she put another spoonful of food in her mouth. "Not too bad?"

She directed to Lysandra, "Cool, your second year?" she grinned. "Any tips for me and Sarah?" she laughed.

Originally Posted by Greymalkin

"It is," Sarah said happily, "it's a very cool name. I don't know, though," Sarah pondered, "it doesn't seem so long to me. I mean your name could be... Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious or something... Not that that's an actual name or anything, but still."

Sarah frowned for a moment before smiling again, "That's pretty sweet. So you know your way around by now, right? What do you mean?" she asked, referring to the last year being partially weird and partially wicked, "Did something happen? Like, somethingbig? I can't wait for it to start either! I'm looking forward to most of my classes. Except maybe Divination, I don't believe in that stuff. But, at least that doesn't start until my third year..."

Originally Posted by Nimma

Pant pant.

"Young Mister wants fork?" The little elf stopped flailing and eeped. "Nimma did not know fork was Young Misterses!" Nimma shined the fork again, using the corner of her pillow case and then she thrust it at the boy.

Presenting it to him.

She eeeeeeped more, all nerves.

Originally Posted by Nimma

"Punish the tarnish!" Nimma repeated, all squeaks and shakes. She flailed around, the fork waving crazily.



Pant pant.

"Young Mister wants fork?" The little elf stopped flailing and eeped. "Nimma did not know fork was Young Misterses!" Nimma shined the fork again, using the corner of her pillow case and then she thrust it at the boy.

Presenting it to him.

She eeeeeeped more, all nerves.

Originally Posted by Mandana

When she corrected herself after mentioning the idea that being his study partner could have been a burden, Matt wasn't quite sure how to react; that reflected by his rather blank facial expression. Well how would you take a comment like that? "A burden huh? Personally I think we could both benefit from an idea like that, I'm much smarter than I may look since most people know me as the guy from California who surfs. That may very well be true, but alas there is quite more to me than that." It seemed like that was the common way that most people had recognized him which after a few terms of being at the school became rather annoying, stereotypes honestly were something that he hated almost as much as being compared to Raven just because he was related to her. "Well I'll keep that in mind, though I would say it a bit more politely since there are much better ways of saying rather than being completely rude." He always seemed to arrange his words carefully in order to now cause drama since that was the last thing that he wanted to have happen.

"Well, it seems like we have something that we could both work on this term. Even though that could get pretty frustrating after awhile since you really should have enough quiet to be able to think properly in order to cast the patronus." Well it wasn't so much that he was thinking that working on a patronus with Dia was a bad idea by any means, he just figured that it was probably better to practice the spell by himself so that he could finally get it even if it happened to be a term late.

Originally Posted by xiiWishiWasYours

Selena pouted and sighed. "It's not entirely my fault. Maybe they don't like you either, do you ever tell them thank you for your food?" she pointed out. Because then it was probably his fault, instead of hers. Selena didn't like getting people mad... but house elves were people... so maybe she liked making them mad... naaahhh. The house elves were nice. "NOOO. I don't wanna be called Selena... or Sel... BUT you can't call me ShortPerson," Selena said. And if he called her candy hater, she would call him people hater. Because anyone who called someone else a candy hater was obviously a people hater. And once again, he was being sarcastic. "I ... knew that... I was just testing you," Selena declared. Because she wasn't stupid or slow. She was just... trying to catch up. Yup.

She looked at the purple pygmy puff then looked at Nik. "I think he forgives you," Selena said, nodding. Probably, since all Kent had done was shiver slightly. She pet the puff ball slightly and looked back at him, with wide eyes. "I'm so going to win, Selena Zabini-Riddle never loses! Unless it has to do with water or a broom, then maybe," she said as she placed Kent on her head. And held him there. Because he never said how he had to stay up on her head. He just said that Kent had to stay there. If Selena held him in place on her head, then technically, he was staying on her head. So... ha.

"It's going to be on Pluto," Selena sighed. Gosh, where was he from. She wasn't stupid. The best place was going to be on Pluto, it was cold there. "My chocolate castle is going to be in the Arctic where Santa Claus is, but I'll have to put up a fence or else the elves there might eat my castle," Selena added. And she didn't want that happening. She also didn't want Santa Claus eating her castle. She was going to need a big fence.

Selena frowned, hands still holding Kent in place. "You're silly, I am definitely more awesome, as a matter of fact, I'm the awesomest person ever known to anyone and in all the universes and time and space and everything," Selena said, trying to top his statement. Which was, clearly, easy to do since she was awesome.

. . . "Did I win the bet yet?" Selena asked, her hands still holding Kent in place.

Originally Posted by Bubbles

Kennedy carefully nodded his head 'yes' and waited. He flinched when the elf moved, but he recognized that it was not going to harm itself, instead it was...using its pillow case to clean the fork? Yep, it was. He sighed a sigh of relief when the elf handed him the fork.

"Thank you..." he grinned. "Nimma." That was its name, right? He took the fork and put inside his trouser pocket. One less fork for Nimma to poke itself with. "W-What were you doing?" he asked. Why was it fussing about all the forks and why was it POKING itself?!

Originally Posted by McFeisty

India felt herself sigh with relief as Kennedy walked forward - she didn't even know the guy but she instantly had uptmost respect for him. He had single handedly convinced the lovely little Nimma to hand him a newly polished fork. She would totally have to give him a hug - a high five - a something later...a hugfive wouldn't be the best...slapping and hugs don't exactly mix.

Looking up to Nimma, she smiled. "Thank you for trying so hard Nimma I'm sure you are all doing your best." She smiled.

Noticing as Nimma handed the fork over - Kennedy had put it in his pocket she smiled. Great idea. "Hi" she smiled over to him. "I'm India Johanson - er, thanks for asking for the fork...I didn't want Nimma here to get hurt myself."

Originally Posted by Nimma

"Oh Young Mister is welcome." Nimma bowed a few times in rapid succession. "Nimma is sorry, Nimma is. Nimma has to clean other tables now."



"Nimma is trying, Nimma is!" More bowing and scraping. "Nimma has more to polish and clean and then Nimma has to make food and Nimma has to make beds and Nimma has to dust desks and Nimma has to shine armor." Fidget fidget. "Nimma has to polish more now! At other tables! Nimma has to help Pips and Quirly!"

Originally Posted by Bubbles

Kennedy looked at the girl beside him and nodded. He didn't want to be rude, but the elf had his full attention. He didn't want to see a large eye rolling on the floor. Shudder. "It's alright, really," he said in a calm voice, although really deep inside his mind, he SO freaking out.

He observed Nimma as it spoke the girl next to him. Who were Pips and Quilry? More elves?...He HAD to see this!

"Would you like any help?" This was a big castle AND he knew the cleaning spell. M'hm, he was getting better at this.

Originally Posted by McFeisty

India felt herself sigh with relief as Kennedy walked forward - she didn't even know the guy but she instantly had uptmost respect for him. He had single handedly convinced the lovely little Nimma to hand him a newly polished fork. She would totally have to give him a hug - a high five - a something later...a hugfive wouldn't be the best...slapping and hugs don't exactly mix.

Looking up to Nimma, she smiled. "Thank you for trying so hard Nimma I'm sure you are all doing your best." She smiled.

Noticing as Nimma handed the fork over - Kennedy had put it in his pocket she smiled. Great idea. "Hi" she smiled over to him. "I'm India Johanson - er, thanks for asking for the fork...I didn't want Nimma here to get hurt myself."



Completely rude? India cocked her head to the side, and dropped her jaw for a second as she realized what Matt thought she had meant. "No no no! I didn't mean you were a burden!" India spoke quickly as she started turning obviously pink with embarrassment. "I meant, that I didn't want to be a burden to you when you were studying...I'm not going to label myself your study-partner when we don't even really know each other all that much." She was about the color of a cooked lobster now. Just the cheeks and the ears though...all else was safe. For now.

"Mmm, I know what you mean...maybe we could just study the theory things - like how to stop house elves from hurting themselves?" She glanced over to Nimma and sighed. Maybe it wasn't something she could do - but she wanted to. It was sometimes like fighting a losing battle with her - she'd try and save every last flea on a ship if she had to...well maybe not fleas but the point was made. She was a nurturer...with embarrassment issues to boot.

"Um - question do you want to help hide forks?" She whispered over to Matt as she took a newly cleaned fork off the table and tucked it out of the way. No one should hurt themselves. House elves included.

Originally Posted by Nimma

"Oh no! Oh noes Young Mister! Nimma must clean. Young Mister sits and has fun with Young Mister's friends! Young Mister must not help or Nimma is a bad elf!"

Nimma went closer and fussed and brushed at Young Mister, straightening his robes and then patting his shoulder to make sure Young Mister was alright. Satisfied, Nimma stepped back. "Young Mister will let Nimma go now?"

Originally Posted by Mandana

When she had reacted to the earlier comment he said, Matt felt rather stupid since apparently he had taken it the wrong way and made a fool of himself which was something he was really trying to cut back on doing. "Oh sorry, I just thought.. well we're off to a good start aren't we?" He chuckled slightly, watching the rest of the table from his peripherals as he focused on the conversation that he was having with Dia, even though it seemed like there was enough going on that would easily make him distracted. "Well you could be my study partner for a few classes, you already know what I excel in which raises my curiosity. What classes are your favorites or are you good at?" That definitely was a piece of information that he wanted to know since maybe he could help her out if he wasn't busy with his own homework and hanging out with friends.

"That's a good idea, we definitely need to take a stand here when it comes to the house elves. They should be treated with respect and dignity, not taken for granted since they clean and cook for us. But apparently it seems like there aren't many people who understand that." If need be, he would help clean up around the school so that Nimma and the other elves didn't have to work as much.

"Hide forks? Oh right.. so the house elves don't try to hurt themselves as what had almost just happened." Maybe he would have to talk to other people about this situation soon since if all the forks and the other silverware for that matter were hidden then it possibly could create a tirade and he really did not want to be in the middle of that.

Originally Posted by Bubbles

Wrong thing to say.

Kennedy squirmed a bit when the elf began straightening his robes. Why didn't Nimma want his help? Kennedy would be lying if he said this did not upset him.

"It's alright, Nimma, really..." he said, as it patted his shoulder.

Wait, he had a choice?

Would he let Nimma go? Hmm. Interesting. He didn't want her to go. What if she hurt herself, again? He did though, understand her job, after all, his mother had gone through almost the same thing. The only exception was that she was a maid in the Muggle world and she didn't harm herself.

He lowered himself to Nimma's level and smiled sadly. "If that's what you want." Yes, he was giving it a choice.

Originally Posted by JacquiMalfoy

"Its ok, you didn't know" Chelsea gave Raven a friendly smile.

"So I don't know about you but I'm hungry" Chelsea put a bit of salad and chicken on her plate then looked at the fork How disgusting she thought. She picked up her bag and found a silver fork. I knew I would need this for something she thought.

"So are you excited for the Hogsmeade trips?" she asked Raven.

Originally Posted by VanelaBaby

Originally Posted by serpensortia

"That's good advice," Lana responded. "My parents would have gone bonkers if I was sorted into a house other than Slytherin."

Originally Posted by Nimma

"Thank you Young Mister! Thank you!" Nimma did disappear with a pop, a thankful elfy smile on her face and her eyes shining adoringly. Young Mister was so nice!

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Heheh. Tori giggled a little as she couldn't help but overhear Harlow spreading her rumor indeed. Excellent. "We'd better," Tori murmured, glancing at her own chalice with a wrinkled nose. "Because mine sure doesn't look spotless. Do you know the cleaning spell?"

Hmm. Maybe there was a Hufflepuff... or a Gryffindor, even, who did. "Perhaps." Tori scooted back from the bench and extracted her legs, standing up slowly. "I'll be right back, Harlow. Watch my silverware, will ya?" She patted the other girl on the head and straightened her skirt, heading not for the Hufflepuff table but rather for the Gryffindor one.

She'd thought she'd seen Paulie sitting here!

Originally Posted by Miss Marilyn

Destiny looked utterly destroyed by the taste of that spoon. Could this piece of flatware be the end of the world as they knew it?

Pfft, probably not.

Watching Evie carefully pouring water out of a DIRTY cup into Destiny's mouth was...hilarious, actually. Marilyn wondered if Destiny would notice...but in her dire state, one couldn't be sure.

A male voice joined them and the blonde glanced over to see...*shiny Head Boy badge* Salander. "Nice, congrats on the badge, Head Boy." He said something about the dishes and Marilyn nodded, "It's quite odd...I've never seen them in such a condition. Curiouser and curiouser..."

She went back to watching the water pouring with eager anticipation...That was, until their Head of House's booming voice sent almost a collective chill down the table. In response, Destiny got drenched with the DIRTY!water and everyone else looked startled.

This couldn't mean anything good...

Originally Posted by Kimalia

In Kimalia's mind a lightbulb went on. For that she smiled her sweet looking smile, which overshadowed her previous guilty looking one.. Just slightly.
"Well, as a Slytherin, which I am one, I think it would be my best interest to say-" Kimalia looked to her left to add the dramatic effect, oh Lola's acting skills were rubbing off on her. "not get an accomplished Beater on my bad side for letting her take the fall for my selfishness." She then looked dead in the other girls eyes. "It was I who took your gum, not Sierra, and I shared it with her." If this would play out right, Sierra would be free from further humiliation.

Kimalia then looked at Professor Lafay again, this time thinking back to that dreadful night her first year to put on her best guilty look. "I apologize for my misconduct, I won't do it again." Though she knew it would take more than a guilty look and apology to get away with this, it had to be done.

Originally Posted by Tommehbell

She nodded, "Of course. Its what friends are for." she told Tori. She wouldn't sit by and watch a friend get spit on. "My mom says spitting is a disgusting habit of low class people," she whispered. She had to agree there.

She was hiding behind Tori so she missed the look the Dragon Lady threw at her, but she heard the comment about her hair. That wasn't fair! She looked very pretty.

She had flower barrets and everything!

She looked around from under Tori's arms to make sure the coast was clear before she came out. This place was a mad house and a tiny person such as herself could get flattened!

Originally Posted by Destiny

O_O

With all the commotion going on with her own mouth, Destiny failed to notice Professor Lafay approach the table. And when she did finally notice her.. well, the woman looked angry. It was a normal day!

Or not.

Flinching at the sound of her last name, meaning she was in trouble ALREADY, Destiny dropped the sleeve of her robe out of her mouth and shook her head no. No, she did not want to be set on fire. Buuuut.. didn't fire kill germs!? And she had germs.. in her mouth! "I licked a spoon."

Originally Posted by Steelsheen

Salander was just entranced with what Evelyn and Destiny were up to... it looked to him like they were practicing their act for the carnival. Or maybe they were part of the carnival and he just didnt notice with all the distractions?

"You two could audition for the Big Top uhuh."

Then he shifted his attention to the blonde she-snake "Heh, thanks....." he grinned as he paused to look down at his badge while desperately trying to rack his memory for a name. Oh! The twitter girl "Thanks Marilyn" he added as he glanced back looking at her this time "Didn't expect this really. Quite a surprise getting owl'd with these during the summer." Yeah play it cool... choke-sputter-fainted wouldnt exactly be the best thing of the image now uh uh..

Right! Salander nodded firmly then almost immediately eyes glaze over as he tried to figure out which firstie among the HORDE of firsties his Head of House meant. Big haired.... big haired.... Oh! "'Ey you ok there Harlow?" he asked as he neared the little one cowering in he seat now. Relieved he was to have known her name beforehand, given that Binky probably wasnt the best thing she would want to be referred as. He tried peering into her face but wasnt sure what he was supposed to look for. That was the problem when one is distracted by the circus acts that was the Slytherin table "Did you get hit with anything?"

Ah another firstie. Not big haired though, but looking as equally lost. "Hey kid." he greeted the young one with a slight jerk of his head.

Maybe it was because he used the term so often before that his ears picked this one up very easily above the din. He glanced at the new face on the table "You lookin' for the Badges?" he chuckle-smirked at the boy. Oh the irony of him now versus three terms ago "The name's Salander..." he said as he held out to shake the boy's hand "Transferee?" he looked old enough to be out of the firsties league.

Originally Posted by Roselyn

And apparently, nothing, NOTHING AT ALL, could get past Lafay so she couldn't scowl at Destiny right now. The Potions Mistress had a million invisible eyes on her head so she saw everything. Including this. After Destiny spoke up about licking a spoon...and why she would admit to doing so was beyond the hazel eyed Slytherin girl...Evelyn looked back over to Lafay while wiping the water off her face. Bleh. "No, Professor."

No, she didn't want to be set on fire again. Ever.

Originally Posted by AuroraQuinn

She noticed Professor Lafay... were people acting up already? Lafay did not look happy. Aurora nodded at her respectfully, smiling. She might be needing some help from Lafay this term...

She sighed and sat quietly (I know, a miracle) waiting for someone she knew...

Originally Posted by Emishlon

Daichi seemed like a nice person indeed! And he was definitely giving her a good impression on Slytherins so far. Which was very much needed because her opinion was so low. Sly... Cunning... PSSHHHT. Ainsley was an angel.

KERPLUNK. She had been hit by his defensive shield. "Well, I never thought it was either until I heard that bloody song!" She pointed in the direction of where the sorting hat had been sitting. "I mean, it can't be all bad if I was sorted here." 'Cause like, she was lovely? The boy's answer to her question was satisfying enough, and she did now feel a bit more chilled out, but there was something inside of her that knew that mean Slytherins definitely existed. Her paranoid eyes searched the table for a moment. "Got any, er, tips for succeeding here?" Ways to stop herself getting bullied by students... and possible teachers, too...?

Ainsley turned to the table of food once again when Daichi had a sip of Pumpkin Juice. But before she could pick anything up, he was making funny noises and then.... spitting.... SPITTING ON HER!
DUDE, no.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING? THESE ARE BRAND NEW ROBES!" Ainsley was no clean freak, but this was her first day and she would rather of liked her new robes to stay clean, THANKS. When she realized that Daichi had drank out of her goblet, her eyes widened and she instantly regretted shouting at the poor child.

"Oooohhhhhhhhhhhh......" Umm... "That would be my goblet."

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Tori frowned deeply, fighting the urge to stick her tongue out at this bossy professor.

"Victoria M. Bunbury, Professor," she answered sullenly. "And I already picked it up." Duhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Yeah wow," Tori replied to the girl, rolling her eyes but speaking much quieter now. "Big woop, she can hit a ball. You're still both liars."

And that was just a crime in the Princess's book.

Tori had hardly even noticed that Harlow was in hiding, until she spoke again of course. She peeked over her shoulder at the younger girl and nodded.

"Right? OBVIOUSLY we all know what sort of class Sierra Greingoth belongs to."

The no-good, low-down, dirty, rotten, spoiled class of CRIMINALS.

Originally Posted by Anna Banana

The house table had somehow turned into complete and total chaos, and in an unsettling sort of way, Sierra felt somewhat responsible for that. Of course, she may only own up to that in her thoughts. Outside of that, Candy Mountain Girl was completely to blame. Completely. Amidst all the chaos, though, a familiar sounding voice somehow reached Sierra's ears, and the third year turned sharply toward Kimalia Fanster.

Wait...

She was going down for her? As in, taking all the blame? Sierra blinked. Kimalia Fanster was a Slytherin, right? I mean, she wasn't some Puffer who frequently wore green, hmm? No, Kimalia was a Slytherin. Sierra was sure of that, because the girl played Chaser on their house team. So, ...why was she taking all the blame, hmm? Could it be...dare she think it? A friendly gesture? She blinked again, made a mental note to speak with Kimalia later, and then let her eyes flicker back to Lafay.

Sierra's eyes, narrowed in annoyance, flickered back to this girl. Whoever she was, she still didn't know; but this one would prove to be a problem. Kurumi Hollingberry was quite possibly less annoying than this. However, Sierra said nothing to the girl just yet. If there was anything she'd learned in the past two years, it was sit down, shut up, and listen when in the presence of Lafay. Even Sierra wasn't brave enough to chance getting on Lafay's bad side. Especially not now... Then, most importantly, was the fact that Lafay was one person Sierra could never and would never lie to.

She hung her head and nodded. Yes, she had taken this girl's candy. It was completely unlike her, but regardless, it had happened. "I did," she answered, still not looking up. If she had any doubt before, she didn't now--everyone, she just knew, was looking right at her. She was living out one of her worst fears--admitting failure.

She finally looked back up at Lafay and spoke so softly that it was likely only her Head of House and the Candy Mountain Girl could hear her. "I hadn't eaten in two days," she admitted, eyes fixed on Lafay's eyes, "and when I counted my money on the train, I only had enough for one chocolate frog. So I took a few of hers and some gum, too..."

Both her head and eyes turned toward the girl again. "I apologize," she said. "It's completely unlike me, and when I have enough money, I'll buy you some more candy."

Sierra looked at Kimalia, her face displaying an apologetic look. Now she'd let Kimalia down. The one person at her own house table who was willing to stand up for her, and Sierra didn't even deserve the help. ...and the girl had even used the term accomplished beater...

Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Heheh. Tori giggled a little as she couldn't help but overhear Harlow spreading her rumor indeed. Excellent. "We'd better," Tori murmured, glancing at her own chalice with a wrinkled nose. "Because mine sure doesn't look spotless. Do you know the cleaning spell?"

Hmm. Maybe there was a Hufflepuff... or a Gryffindor, even, who did. "Perhaps." Tori scooted back from the bench and extracted her legs, standing up slowly. "I'll be right back, Harlow. Watch my silverware, will ya?" She patted the other girl on the head and straightened her skirt, heading not for the Hufflepuff table but rather for the Gryffindor one.

She'd thought she'd seen Paulie sitting here!

Originally Posted by Nimma

Nimma appeared in the great hall with an almighty POP! Rushing at the Slytherin table and cowering as she hot footed it over, she furiously began gathering all the silverware, in armfuls overflowing from her scrawny limbs.

"Oh so sorry! So sorry, studentsies! Nimma is so sorry! Nimma did not know! Nimma tried hard!" She managed to extract a tarnished fork and poke herself with it in punishment, even as she scooped up more and left a trail clattering behind her.

With a flurry of house elf magic, the silverware she sported was soon clean and as shiny as it should have been. She poked herself with another fork and soon there was a trail of forks and spoons and knives floating through the air, disappearing and reappearing, clean and polished as was right.

The whole process took only minutes and by the end of it Nimma stood on the end of the table closest to the staff, panting and holding a fork, ready to poke herself in the eye.

"So sorry! Nimma is a bad elf! Nimma punishes Nimma!"

Originally Posted by RumbleroarIsAwesome

Sorting took forever, but he was finally here; A Slytherin.
Admiring the room, Melchior made his way to the table of silver and green. The table was so long and crowded with students; ages ranging from twelve to eighteen. Not only students were at the tables, but also a massive amount of food. He had never scene this much food in one area!
Looking around, he took a seat next to a tall blonde girl. He examined the table, noting the silverware.

“Excuse me,” Melchior said to the hazel eyed blonde. “Are there any more utensils, possibly more…umm… immaculate?”

Originally Posted by Luna1371

"Thank you so much!" Exclaimed Elina while taking a seat, "I'm Elina McDonnaldson and I have just been sorted into slytherin as you can tell," grinned Elina. "What are your name's?" She asked the 2 girls while flipping her long silvery blonde hair over her shoulder.

Originally Posted by Nimma

Nimma appeared in the great hall with an almighty POP! Rushing at the Slytherin table and cowering as she hot footed it over, she furiously began gathering all the silverware, in armfuls overflowing from her scrawny limbs.

"Oh so sorry! So sorry, studentsies! Nimma is so sorry! Nimma did not know! Nimma tried hard!" She managed to extract a tarnished fork and poke herself with it in punishment, even as she scooped up more and left a trail clattering behind her.

With a flurry of house elf magic, the silverware she sported was soon clean and as shiny as it should have been. She poked herself with another fork and soon there was a trail of forks and spoons and knives floating through the air, disappearing and reappearing, clean and polished as was right.

The whole process took only minutes and by the end of it Nimma stood on the end of the table closest to the staff, panting and holding a fork, ready to poke herself in the eye.

"So sorry! Nimma is a bad elf! Nimma punishes Nimma!"

Originally Posted by Droo

"SWEET CIRCE!!!" She said holding her heart in her throat. She tried to regain some decorum not to mention her breath. MERLIN, that had taken her by surprize.

"Elf!" She hissed angry and ready to strike, "Do that to me one more time, and I'll make you into. Potion. Ingredients!" Idiot house elf!

She eyed the Slytherin, glaring.



Did the Kid think she cared about her apology? "Two points Miss Fanster, and be glad I don't throw you in detention."



"Didn't your mother tell you children should be seen and not heard?" She said glaring at the child. She didn't like kids, but the younger they were, the more grating they were.



She looked at the silverware. "That is just... disgusting."



He was taking to role well... good. One less thing to annoy her.



"Good. Keep it that way." she said glaring. Oh yeah, today was free glare day.



Hecate caught the eye of the child. She nodded in return, althought is was fast and curt... it was still acknowledgement.



Was someone still screaming at the table? "I SWEAR IF YOU LOT CAN'T BEHAVE YOU ALL WILL CONTINUE THIS FEAST IN DETENTION!!!" She was not afraid of putting the whole house in detention.



"Are you showing attitude Miss Bunbury?" She said narrowing her eyes and fuming! Why did the name sound familiar?



"Five points Greingoth, try to talk you way out of it, and I'll make it 50," She said still very angry with the Slytherin top point earner...



Did the child just leave? As Hecate was trying to speak to her?

This made her FURIOUS!

"MISS BUNBURY!" She said trying to call the child back. "FIVE POINTS FOR WALKING AWAY FROM A PROFESSOR WHEN SHE IS REPREMANDING YOU and for putting gum in someone elses hair!!" She didn't care if Sierra had stolen the gum... two wrongs don't make a right.




"SWEET CIRCE!!!" She said holding her heart in her throat. She tried to regain some decorum not to mention her breath. MERLIN, that had taken her by surprize.

"Elf!" She hissed angry and ready to strike, "Do that to me one more time, and I'll make you into. Potion. Ingredients!" Idiot house elf!

Originally Posted by Half_BloodPrincess

Originally Posted by alchemist_18

Raven raised her glasses and said "I bet your family wants you to keep the pureblood ancestry."