Awar didn't take her eyes of Elliot, "Yeah, a really good holiday, but I'll see you later." and with that she just turned and left.

Mika made her way through the great hall and to the Ravenclaw table as quickly as possible. Sure her head was kind of sore after having to unhook herself from a loose rusty EVIL nail. But she was more excited to meet all of the new students, the transfers, and to reconnected with everyone else.

Or would it be connect with? The main person she had become buddy-buddy e enough with had stranded her. Pfft.

She still was going to write him every week.

FRIENDS did that right?

Looking up and down the great hall she tried to find faces that she recognized. She couldn't help but notice Theo and some girl fighting. Well, almost fighting. She couldn't hear them though - the girl previously known as creepy (to a select few) really wanted some extendable ears.

She loved Drama. Drama was her life - everyone's especially when locked up in a school in the middle of nowhere for a while. Except things seemed to always happen.

She just hoped that Amarantha didn't show up again....EVER she wanted her to be caught and sent to wherever it was they sent evil time stealing witches like her. And to think she had almost bought books from her - and almost taken the tea.

"Ravenclaw First years I wanna say WELCOME to the most AWESOME house EVER - we the older students even though i've only been here a year will be all willing to be your guides...your shepherds through this amazing school." the girl piped up but it was hard for Mika to be heard right now over the chatter of all the tables - and because her voice was so, so quiet. In a quieter tone she smiled and added to the students around her "You can all call me Mika if you like".

After the selection ceremony, Alice joined the Ravenclaw group. She thought about her parents with a smile. How they would be happy to hear the news!

Finally, feast time was announced by the Professor. Students had dinner and talked about the expectations for the new year. Alice listened carefully to everything with a smile on her face and eyes always attentive to everything that was happening around her.

Elliot, in return, stared at the girl all the way back to her little puffer table.

But she couldnt be mean. Not to Presley's cousin. The girl was LUCKY! "Mine was pretty lousy, actually, Pres," she said with a sigh. She swiveled to face her. "I didn't see my father once after he picked me up from the train station. He didn't even say goodbye." She felt for talking about family in front of the girl...since, well, she, too, was having family problems.

Her eyes flickered to Awar before final settling back on Pres. "Your cousin...she's a puffer." Way to state the obvious...

There was a small child GLARING at her, how cute. Addy gave her a snort of laughter and ignored the attempts at intimidation. It was cute, that she thought she was MEAN and TOUGH... and twelve and all. Really it was.

And Vickers got polite nodding until...

"Viv!" Thank GOODNESS she was there. These people... They. Made. Addy. Itch. Like a rash. OH and LOOK! It was the cute little one that helped her pick out the pygmy puff she had shoved in her bag. Hehe. Well CAT wasn't SHOVED in, she seemed to enjoy snuggling into the pocket. SHE DID. Well anyway Lottie got waves and smiles and such, too. She was CUTE, she was.

Presley heard some second year yelling about welcoming firsties, and glanced over in annoyance. If Ravenclaw was for the intelligent, what was that girl doing there? And shouting. And calling herself "we the OLDER students"? Presley looked away, as if the girl was a bug she couldn't be bothered with. Welcoming was up to the teachers, the prefects, and the people the little buggers sat next to at the feast.
Presley frowned. In all of her worry about herself she hadn't given Elliot time to talk about her summer, which was just as bad. She mentally berated herslef, and promised to pay better attention in the future. "Was he on business, or simply avoiding you?" Presley asked bluntly. Because if he'd been in the Morganzo Manor, and hadn't seen Elliot once, that was a lot worse than going on a business trip to Africa and not seeing her once, though both were pretty lousy.

Presley nodded seriously. "I know. My grandparents are going to be furious. But they usually listen to me. Hufflepuffs are bad, but she's my cousin Elliot. What else am I supposed to do?" With having only one sibling, who was so much older than her, cousins were practically siblings to Presley. Especially now that her brother had turned her away.

Elliot scowled at Jacks girl. Seriously. Elliot didn't need this right now. Stupid girl.

Weren't stupid people NOT supposed to be in Ravenclaw?!



Elliot eyed Presley vaguely before saying, "Business." It seemed he was working a lot more than in her younger days. And it did worry her. But they had never had...well, never had more money than they did now. So she assumed he was successful. "And since he's not home, Mother has to deal with the baby all by herself. Which makes her cranky." Which was LOUSY. Because Josey was usually so happy. Though it annoyed Elliot, she preferred her happy mother to her cranky one. "I think we're getting a nanny for him. Mother says she can't handle him alone." And house elves didnt really count, since Krosby had to clean and cook and everything, too.

Elliot didn't like the idea of a nanny. She had never had one, though many of her kind did. And whoever this nanny was...Elliot would be sure to be a perfect little angel. NOT.

What was she supposed to do? Disownment. But Elliot merely shrugged. "Distance yourself. Or that's what I would do." But Pres was usually a bit nicer than Elliot...so whatever.

Cranky mums were never good. From what Presley had gathered from others, when mums were cranky they tended to dole out punishment a little more generously. Pres felt bad for Elliot, having to deal with such a large family. "I'm sorry that he's away so often, Elliot, but look at it this way. He's making a future for you, you know? When you're of age, you'll never have to worry about having a job you don't like, because your father is never going to run the inheritance dry if he's still raking in the galleon, right?" Presley wished her father would go away on business more. She didn't want him around nearly as much as he seemed to be lately.

Presley nodded. Nanny's were good. Elliot would definitely not have to deal with the little brother thing as much if a nanny was there to keep him out of her way. And her mum would be happier. This could be a good thing.

Distance herself...Presley thought about it for a second, and then dismissed the thought. "No, I couldn't. Awarlesta is to me like Dani and Sam are for you. I never had a sister, and that's practically what she is to me. She's blood, Elliot." And blood ties are unbreakable.

The blonde merely sneered. He was away TOO much. Why couldn't her mother be away...but her mother didn't work. And she couldn't go shopping as much as usual with the baby...UGH.

"I suppose. If he thinks I'm taking over the business now that Darius is here...he's dead wrong. No way I'm wasting my time with something I won't even own once the brat is seventeen..." she said bitterly. She realized that the folded hands on her lap were gripping each other with too much strength...her knuckles were white. She gritted her teeth and began to twist her necklace absentmindedly...

And she didn't even know what this business was. So how in the world did her father expect Elliot to want to be a part of it? Hmph. He had another thing COMING!

And then...she scowled. "I suppose, Presley. But be careful..you're already walking a thin line..." she said, mentally prodding the girl. "And I would so ditch Da-" but she stopped mid-sentence, horrified at what she had just thought and been about to say...

But what felt even worse was that it was true. Blood was blood...but you always had to look out for number one. Especially if family members were going down the wrong path.

"We could find out, you know" Presley said suddenly, reffering to their parents line of work. "I mean, it would be really hard, and we might get disowned or worse if they find out, but I think if we tried hard enough, we could probably figure it out." It wasn't like Presley to say things like that. It was more of Elliots job to be crazy like that.

Presley was walking a thin line. And it was good of Elliot to remind her, but the line was with her father. Not her grandparents. Her father didn't care enough about Awar to notice what house she was in, let alone care. And her grandparents didn't care about Presley's quarrel with her father. They merely said that it was his choice where Presley stayed, and if he wasn't okay with her living with them, they they wouldn't go behind his back that way. Which was fine. That was their choice. But it didn't mean they weren't on Presley's side here.

Presley gasped. Would Elliot really leave her sister out in the cold like that? After violently claiming that Leo never should have abandoned Presley? It was pretty much the same principle. "You really would?" she asked in shock. Not judgement, just surprise.

Elliot stared at Presley like she was some sort of..wild animal or something. No no NO! Elliot would NEVER! "Presley..I'm glad I don;t know." She said, her eyes suddenly very serious.

It was dangerous, whatever they did, and she knew that knowing more...meant she was more likely to be a target...or something worse. "No, don't even think like that, Black!" she cried, using her friend's last name this time...just to show how serious she was. "Leave it alone. I'm sure we'll know in time."

And once again Elliot was being considerably uptight. Not unusual.

Hypocrite.

THe word slithered into Elliot's mind like a disease...she blinked, gulped, and sighed..."N-no. I just thought I would...but now that I think about it..." hadnt she just angrily accused Leo for not helping his sister? "I don't know, actually. It all depends on the situation...like in your situation..." she sighed, "Since it isn't that bad, I would help Dani." So she really didn't know.

Did that make her a bad sister?

No.

It made her a smart girl. HMPH.

Glad she didn't know? That didn't sound like Elliot at all! Presley was confused. Sure they'd know in time? Only if the higher-ups decided to share, which they very well might not. Presley shrugged it off. If Elliot didn't want to know, then it didn't matter that much. Presley's curiousity was not so bad that she couldn't wait a couple of years to find out.

And now Elliot was stuttering. What on earth was wrong with the girl today? "Yeah, I guess it depends on the situation" Presley conceded, not wanting to argue today.

And now Presley had gone all quiet on Elliot. Had she said something weird? Probably...Presley and Elliot may have a lot in common, but they sure as heck weren't very alike...

She merely nodded...and glanced at the Slytherin table, looking for a familiar face...a handsome familiar face who had just been sorted in Slytherin. Perfect, right?

"I've met a boy," she stated suddenly, casually..she didn't even bother to look at Presley's face...she didn't want to see her friends' smugness there, nor did she want to blush, which she had been prone to doing as of late.

Presley grinned and leaned in excitedly. So this was what was up with her friend. "Who?" she asked, excitement dancing on her face. Presley knew practically the whole school, she would know this boy for sure. Unless he didn't go to Hogwarts...but that wasn't very likely.

Unfortunately for Elliot...Presley was acting EXACTLY as she feared she would! Elliot waved her arms in front of her face..."Nothing serious yet. Not even...well, I just have a little fancy for him!" she cried, wishing that Presley would stop looking so...

Excited.

Was it really that exciting? Really? "Well..he is a transfer from Australia...I met him a month ago in Diagon..." she began with a sigh. She couldnt spot him from here..."He was sorted into Slytherin, though. His name is Ezra...but he likes to be called Ezzi." Even though Elliot preferred his real name.

And no, she would NOT be telling Presley that she allowed this boy to call her 'Ell.' No no NOOOO!

Nothing serious. That was supposed to take all of the fun out of it, but it didn't. Because now it would be fun to see them get together, as they would eventually, no doublt about it. And Australian! Pres absolutely adored aussie accents, though she would never tell that to anyone. "Whoa, you met him a month ago and didn't say anything to me? We're supposed to be friends, Elliot!" A whole month of plotting that had been practically stolen from Presley, because Elliot didn't talk about feelings.

"And...do...you call him Ezzi?" Presley asked, knowing the outcome of the question was important. Presley and Elliot had known each other for their whole lives, and only barely had Elliot started shortening Presley's name to "Pres" like everyone else did. If she'd met this guy a mont ago, and was already using a pet name for him, it was something serious.

Gwen didn't have time to place any guesses before something else distracted the two girls. Someone else, better yet. It was the chatty second year Ari had met at King's Cross. She wondered briefly where the girl had gone to once they were on the train. Oh, well. They were here now. 'Hi, Cassia!' she greeted back cheerfully.

'We were just about to start a game.' the Gryffindor announced, happy that another non-Ravenclaw had joined the table. 'It's called Guess the House.' She made the name up just then. 'We get points for guessing where each firstie is gonna be sorted. Did I forget anything?' she looked at Gwen. As you can see, the game is very complex...





That was true. Almost nothing could be classified as normal at Hogwarts, but never in the school's history, as far as Ari knew, had the Hogwarts Express broken down. 'Is everyone back here safely, as far as you know?' Portkeys were reliable enough, but with so many people, one can't help but wonder...

Her and Gwen? 'We've met on Diagon Alley before our first year here and have been best friends ever since.' Long time already. Not to mention that their parents had been friends at school as well.

'I hope they'll be in the dorms by the time we go upstairs. I have one of my own, the big grey Pluto.' Fingers crossed. 'And it wasn't any trouble, really. I was just standing there idly, anyway. A bit of excitement never hurt anyone.' Ari chuckled. 'Also, Oakey had done most of the job for me.' Which made Ariadne indebted to the Hufflepuff boy.

Vee walked over to the Ravenclaw Table with a grin on her face and a skip in her step. Finally, she was at Hogwarts, and sorted, and a Ravenclaw, too! This just gave her another thing in common with Viola, and though she might not admit it out loud, Vee was happy to be following in her sister's footsteps. She couldn't wait to write to her about it.

"Hi, is this seat taken?" Vee asked a girl who looked much older and had an empty seat next to her. She didn't really pause to realize she picked a place at the table with a lot of older students around - not that it really mattered, they were all in one house after all. And Vee was entirely too hungry to be looking around for an area of her future classmates - she just had to her her hands on some of that lemon chicken, and the potatoes which smelled as good as any french fries she'd ever had.

Gwen had been focusing on the first years who were just about to be sorted, trying to do her best to win the game she had started with Ariadne when she heard a voice greeting everybody. She raised her eyes and tracked down the source of the voice, finally managing to spot Louisa. ‘Hi!’, she greeted the older Ravenclaw. After a moment, Gwendolyn realized there was something that even Ari had told her on the train ride, after the Gryffindor came back from the corridor. Louisa was Head Girl! ‘Congratulations!’, the fifth year said with a grin.

She felt like asking Louisa at least how she was, but the girl seemed rather busy talking to the students at the Ravenclaw table. After all, they would get to talk some other time, right? Maybe at the Common Room. In the next moment, the girl heard Louisa say something, making Gwen smirk. Well. She and Ari had been best friends before even coming to Hogwarts. And that was just what the Gryffindor just replied.


Looking back at Ariadne, Gwen felt relieved that she hadn’t arrived that late. Good. Gwen immediately drew her attention to the first years. ‘Hmm’, she mused, eyeing the kid as the sorting hat was placed on his head. ‘Slytherin?’ That was her first guess. And it was correct. So now it is even..., the fifth year thought and a smug appeared on her face

As one of the first years stepped out from the crowd and approached the sorting hat, Gwen tried to guess what house he would get. ‘Hufflepuff... definitely’, she chuckled. Because that kid looked just like a Puff. She was just waiting for the sorting hat to confirm that she was right... and as it announced the house of that firstie... her face just dropped.

Ravenclaw.

She glimpsed back at Ari, giving her one of those ‘Seriously?!?!’ looks.
‘Hmm?’ What was Ari saying? Gwen had been concentrating on the game, but now she decided to pay attention to what her bestie was saying. ‘No, I don’t think so...’, she said simply. They wouldn’t be needing the piece of parchment... They could just keep it in mind, right? ‘I say each guess is worth one point. But how about if you get one wrong?’ Will points be taken? Because in that case, she was back to zero... just because of that kid who was meant to be a Hufflepuff. Hmph.


Gwen was getting all competitive with the game she had just started with Ariadne. But she knew that the Gryffindor was one of the people who couldn’t afford losing, so this would mean she needed to pay extra attention. What? She couldn’t admit being last either... ‘So how about that one?’ She asked, looking at the eleven-year-old girl, who was just heading to the sorting hat. Come ooon. Think!, she told herself, but her thoughts were interrupted as she heard a voice call her name.

‘Hi!’, she greeted the young Slytherin with a grin. She moved a bit to the left to make enough room for Cassia at the table as well, but didn’t say anything else, since Ariadne already started talking about the game. ‘Umm... that’s all. I mean, you just need to make the guess before the sorting hat announces the house. Obviously’, the fith year said and then looked back at Cassia. ‘Want to join us?’ She had nothing against her playing the game. After all, it may be even more fun with more people.

And now back to the sorting ceremony...


Gwen had been focusing on the sorting ceremony, so, even though she heard footsteps approaching the place where she was sitting at the table, she didn’t mind to look at who it was. Mehh. Perhaps a student she didn’t even know. But then a girl asked if the seat beside her was taken, this getting Gwen’s attention. ‘Umm... no. You can sit here’, the fifth year said simply, willing to look back at the sorting ceremony. But something made her stop.

Hmmm.

Wasn’t this girl one of those first years which Ari had guessed the house for? She was. Gwen was sure about this. 'Welcome to Ravenclaw', she said. Well, even though she wasn’t very fond of younger students, this girl was a Ravenclaw, so she had to have some brains, right? This would mean that it wouldn’t be completely useless to start a conversation with her.

As Cassia was approaching the girls. she noticed someone waving it her. She looked closely and remembered the older Ravvie girl. Cassia waved back enthusiastically See getting taller had already payed its benefits. "Hi Louza!" She told the girl. Mmm...was that her name? Yup it totally was! "Nice badge!" She exclaimed guessing that that was a badge indicating the girl as a head-girl....right? Hopefully she wasn't mistaken because that wouldn't be cool at all. And now she was a cooler taller second year!



Cassia beamed at the two girls who greeted her. A game. Cassia was totally game for games! "Yeah sure!" She nodded sliding into the space next to Gwen. She listened to the explanation of the game. "That's a cool game. I like it." She grinned. Cassia liked playing games although she wasn't the type that always won. However, she intended to try and win not because she was competitive but because she thought that she ought to win once in a while now that she is a second year. Though she knew that her chances aren't so strong considering her opponents were older and one was a Ravvie

But thinking about it, the game didn't need any experience and or education. Which was fortunate for Cassia. So winning shouldn't be that hard. It is only about guessing. Cassia wished that her brother was here to play with them, he was so good at guessing his hunch was awesome! So play time it is. Being a second year already started to be a whole more fun and interesting than a firstie. Cassia wondered if Ari and Gwen had played this game last year when she was sorted and whether they guessed that she'd be in Slytherin. She made a mental note to ask them later.

Cassia straightened and glanced at where the sorting hat was placed. "Okay." She said dramatically squinting her eyes at a boy who just sat down and the hat was about to be placed on his head. "I think that that boy is going to be placed in Ravenclaw," She reckoned. "Because he is wearing glasses." She said thoughtfully. You know glasses meant that you were smart and Ravenclaws were like that. Well, at least the twelve years old believed that glasses were a sign of smartness. She rubbed her hands excitedly waiting to see whether she guessed correctly or not.

New girl Maisie Juliet Auguste tried not to let her nerves show. New school, new house, new friends, new start. Right? That's what her mother had told her when they'd moved into their new house only two days ago.

Having been allocated to Ravenclaw house, Maisie made her way through the throngs of students to sit at the long table. She felt a bit lonely, watching the other sixth-years greet friends they'd meet long ago in their first sorting. She dutifully followed their lead and clapped whenever a first-year joined the Ravenclaws, content to just observe her housemates for now.

As soon as Ameliah sat down, it seemed like the group was thrown in the midst of commotion with new people coming... Tay didnt mind of course since it was right in her element though it probably meant no Damon... which the thought made her frown. Taylor nodded at what Harvey said and smiled, "Yeah, we have to be careful." Tay laughed. She hugged Ameliah back and smiled at her. She nodded to Adam, "Pleasure meeting you, I am Tay..." Taylor turned her head and saw Ronnie, "Hey!" She hugged her friend, "Are you okay?" Tay was concerned. She noticed some tension and glanced at Harvey, leaning into him a little to whisper, "Did I miss something this summer while travelling?"

Elise smiled gratefully, but shook her head. That kinda made her feel like a charity case. And she'd had enough of that through the summer. "It's alright. Thanks for offering, though," she smiled. Elise'd just wait for the Headmistress to give her speech so that she could go find the healer.

"That's good," Elise nodded, totally trusting. Elise honestly didn't believe that people would lie to her, nope. Why would they? She never lied to them. "I stayed at Erin's place this summer. She taught me how to walk in heels and introduced me to some Muggle things she liked." The reason she went there in the first place was best left unsaid. She didn't need the "I'm so sorry"s and the "it'll be okay"s. Because it wasn't okay.

"Ugh. Finally..." the short-haired brunette muttered as she neared the Ravenclaw House Table. Hugging herself, she slumped down on the closest vacant seat to her. The Ravenclaw fourth year bit her slightly shivering lip once she had slumped down. Not only was she hungry, she was also feeling cold. Actually, she was semi-wet, drenched from her head to her shoulders, from her knees to her toes.

Meh. She was a water-logged bamboo. And her stomach was growling.

As a clap of thunder echoed through the halls, her eyes shifted to the magicked ceilings above them. It was exactly how it looked outside, a heavy downpour that came with lightning and thunder. Beezus sighed, there were still a few students outside. For sure, they have met worst tragedies under the rain than her.

She saw some Ravenclaws she knew a little further from her. Vickers was there, and Louisa, Elliot, that young girl who was following her around and even Jayden, Elise was also there talking to a girl with familiar face. She could also see Gwen, and that red head, Addy whom she met at Flourish and Blotts during the summer, the ginger was with another girl who looked quite pale. Oh, Nigel was there too. Max, Hugo, Harvey and Eriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin! ERIN! ERIN! Beezus wanted to call out her bestfriend, but she was too hungry she couldn't even find her voice. Oh well...the girl seemed a bit busy welcoming a new faces to their nest so she just allowed herself to enjoy the scenery. Beezus even knew one of the new birdlings, Ariella whom she bumped into before boarding the Hogwarts Express.

Beezus rested her hands on the table and pushed herself up a bit to take a look at the Staff Table too. Looks like it was pretty crowded. Oh, that's right. The Board of Governors were there, joining the Feast. She spotted the Headmistress talking with some of the Professors she knew, others she wasn't familiar with...O.o And Professor Christiansen?! Beezus let out a small gasp upon the sight of him.

Gah, it was only the start of the term and lots has happened already it made her head ache. Well...luckily it wasn't as disorienting as the one she had after that Portkey travel. Descending into her seat, she gently massaged her temple.

Can they have food now?

PLEASE?

Louisa chuckled quietly and waved her hand, "It's just a badge, no big deal, really." Not that she wasn't proud and incredibly nervous this term but nope, no crowns whatsoever. Then Vashti came up, what a brilliant cheerful subject at last! Louisa's face beamed and she nodded vigorously at Erin, "Yes! Vashti Greenwell. She's still my best friend, now honeymooning with her husband in Hawaii." While she was stuck in school about to wipe off some firstie's snot.

Not gonna happen for real, though.

Anyways, the cat talk made the seventeen years old feel relaxed even more! She "aah"ed when Erin clarified, "Oh, right. But now you have a cat, you say?! Posy, that's cute." Louisa leaned her elbows on the table and voiced out her thoughts, "Okay, it seems that there are quite a lot of cats in the common room this term. I have two, Viola and a kitten that I haven't named yet. So maybe we can built a cat house in the common room where they all get acquainted and play together while we study and do our business? What do you think?" Louisa was already excited to do this! EEP!

"Thank you, Silvia!" Louisa replied cheerfully, feeling the familiarity of all those faces seeping into her tensed body and soothing her down. "How was your summer, then?" HER summer was fantastic in general so it was a safe question to ask someone in case they deflect.



She caught the movement somewhere on the opposite side of the table and her eyes caught Max sliding closer to where the group was sitting... if you count this as a "group". Louisa gave him a way more cheerful smile than the one he got this morning, "Max, hi!" She leaned forward on her elbows again facing him and chuckled, "Yeah, carrying a concussed girl on a stretcher with her boyfriend on a verge of breakdown was the highlight of my day." She shook her head and chuckled once again.

But then it really occurred to her that she didn't see him on the Platform or at the carriages, "How did you do? Are you okay? Did you break anything?" Like... not a vase or other earthly positions, but limbs and bones. He shoulder get it. Right?



It sucked that she had to play the serious sterny girl with him now, because she really wanted to extend her cheerfulness over to him and beam and grin and all that. But he stole the identity of a Prefect, whether he regretted it or not, and since she didn't get the chance to actually talk about that she had to keep her beaming and grins at bay. So, she just beamed. Not like a thunder beam but more like a small bulb beam.

"Thank you!" It was more of breathing out than saying the words. But it meant a lot to her to hear it from him, it was valuable from other people too but... Vickers and her had a very unique bond in her head so..

"How are you? Did you have to see the Healer? Did anything happen to you? Or... fall on you?" Because he was tall enough to have all the luggage hitting him first on their way down. OH and she forgot to point out that she now changed topics and was talking about the train breaking down.

Awww, wasn't that sweet? Louisa chuckled, unable to understand the enthusiasm behind Quidditch, but she nodded encouragingly at him all the same. "That's good news. I've had a broom of my own once, too. You know, tried to get this flying thing under control but it got smashed up in the finals and I just gave up." She shrugged and started pouring herself a glass of water as the boy asked her a question.

"It's only been one day and I'm already tired, I tell you. I mean everyone else is tired, I think. What with the train breaking down and us having to take portkeys? Did you get hurt anywhere, by the way? When the train came to a sudden halt? Or after you took the portkey?" Seriously, she needed to know how everyone was doing after all that.

Those words were enough for the Ravenclaw to drop EVERYTHING she was doing, including a water pitcher and a goblet, and for her head to snap toward the talker. A blonde not-young girl, who called Vickers Vick and implied that he had been "sore" because she didn't tell him something. Which was a dead giveaway that they were friends, and on first-name-basis friends. How... lovely.

Clearing her throat, Louisa repositioned her hold on the pitcher and the glass and started pouring water again, her eyes maybe were on the water pouring process but the rest of her was waiting for HIS answer. Not that she miiiiiinded what he would say, pfft, no. Of course not. Why would she? No logical reasons. She was just curious about those things that made Vickers sore. Since they were class partners and friends too. She was totally cool.

... who was this girl, by the way? Not young enough to be a firstie and totally a new face.

A NEW RAVVIE!

"HAI! Welcome to Ravenclaw house, I've seen your hat sorting ceremony." She leaned over to be closer to the new girl, who seemed quite the shy one, and extended her hand toward her. "I'm Louisa Carter, seventh year. Nice to meet you," aaaaand she waaaas? This was her cue to introduce herself so that they could get acquainted more. Maybe even become friends, or Louisa would help her find friends.

The food wasn't here yet, it wouldn't be here until the headmistress gave the speech. So they could sit here with everyone else and chitchat!





Louisa nodded her head at the Gryffindor, "Yeah. Everyone's either been nursed for mild scratches or bruises, or is with the Healer I think." Her hand started drawing circles on her empty plate as she gave herself another moment to think this over, "Did anyone you know got any broken bone or something serious?" She asked, concern all over her face. No one who was close enough to Louisa were injured as far as she knew, but some of her 'formal' friends were and it felt just as bad. Sigh.

"Just like me and Kita. She's graduated three terms ago and now is married but we're still just as close." Maybe juuuuust a little less since she got her work and responsibilities. Louisa smiled at the both of them then and internally wished they'd stay like that. "Vashti and I were like that too. Just don't let anything comes between you two, okay?" Because Louisa was missing all of her besties so darn much this term already, "Not even a love potion. Cherish those moments." And.. that love potion came from experience. *cough*

Louisa chuckled at Ari's last remark, "Yeah. Oakey's quite an excited lad for a Hufflepuff if you ask me. Is he one of your friends?" Louisa knew him but she wouldn't call themselves friends yet.

Then Gwen congratulated her! Louisa beamed at the fellow fifth year, "Thank you, Gwen. I hope I don't disappoint y'all." Particularly their Head of House, professor Vee. She respected the dude!

........................... blink.

Was this girl calling her *choke* Louza? LOUISA. "Louisa." she replied rather curtly before looking down at her chest where the badge was pinned and smiled again at the younger Slytherin, "Thank you, Cassiel. It's new." She knew the girl's name was Cassia, of course. But let's see how do snakes take their names getting all messed up by eagles, shall we? Heheh. "How was your summer?" The young snake seemed to be friends with Gwen, too. Interesting.