"Yes, ma'am," she smirked for a second. Lottie seemed pretty nice, despite her obvious fear of others. Anna was curious and wanted to ask why, but it wouldn't be proper. "So, where do you come from?" she asked gently, not wanting to scare the fellow Slytherin.
"Wanye..." she repeated silently, that name seemed familiar...she didn't know where from, but it seemed familiar. "First year of course," she frowned, she didn't want to be first year, but she had to because of her age. "When is this headmaster going to began the speech? I am getting terribly impatient!"

The Headmistress had finished her speech and the tables had been served their elf-prepared dishes, so Cutty's eyes immediately began scanning for pickle juice. Finding none, though, he settled on a well-vinegared salad to start off his opening feast with. Also grabbed a sausage.



"Yeah, yer welcome." Came his calm response, though it was almost too casual and ran the risk of sounding insincere. Not something the boy intended. "Name's Cutty, by the way. Cutty Mordaunt. What's yours?" So long as he had her attention, he thought he might as well get acquainted with the name.



"Yeah. You could think of me like that. Or call me that, even." Cause word-of-mouth advertising 'n such. The boy's voice lilted and squeeked and his brows raised simultaneously as the idea struck him as a good one. He privately began to wonder what her going rate would be, perhaps she'd be cheaper than Somerlad, no that Cuttz was ready to severe that little deal just yet.

Cutty had been periodically staring at his REAL SILVER goblet since the Headmistress had made her speech and it had appeared. He wasn't thinking about stealing from his school, but it was so shiny! And such a far cry from what he'd been through last year. He'd just sort of wrote off Hogwarts as one of those skint schools trying to pass itself off as prestigious. He took up his goblet and drank from it as Beverly answered his question about her dad's over-protective nature. He had experienced the opposite. Cutty had always read the parenting skills of his most recent ancestors as not giving a damn about him. But far from striking him as sad, he seemed to enjoy it.

Pulling his goblet away from his mouth, the boy nodded. "The youngest, h'mm? Well I guess that's to be expected." But now Beverly was out on her own. Part of him wondered if she would go drunk with power. Naaaah! Probably not. Probably daddy's girl and enjoyed being so looked after. She at least seemed to understand her father's motives. Where was Benzi Rider when he needed to place a bet on something?! He was Cutty's best-friend even if he hadn't heard from him in months. But again, Cutty liked the lack of attention.

The boy took one more drink before placing the silver vessel back onto the surface of the table then did a double-take...was that a Hufflepuff reflected in it's polished surface?



Cutty's glance hit the girls reflection before he actually turned to the girl and found it remarkable how she hardly seemed to blink, if at all. West Odessa had some manner of power over this girl and Cutty found it fascinating.

Perhaps he wouldn't leave West alone this term. Well, not entirely, as he originally planned. But how would he even get in?

He bit into a sausage and a fountain of sausage juice came out of it.

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Oh. It was that Caleb guy. Ooh yes. She remembered him talking about being in Slytherin. She laughed a little to herself. It was a very good thing that she hadn't brought that hufflepuff scarf. She would really not need it right now. Could do with a Slytherin one though. She would owl her mother tomorrow and get to buy her one. "Oh... Hey Caleb." Was his sister around? She hadn't seen Sophie for ages. She smiled at Caleb though, before shaking her head.

"It feels okay?" She didn't feel any different really. Still felt like the same old Grace. She just was a hissing snake, and not a badger instead. She could learn to love that.

"You'll get used to it," Caleb assured her with a grin. "I love Slytherin, even though I felt a bit odd here at first," he said. "That lasted all of...five minutes," he added with another broad grin.

Yes, life as a snake was AWESOME.

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"Oh, you know. Basic stuff. Shopping with m'moom in Diagon Alley, studying magic in Egypt. That sort of thing." Caleb struck Cutty as academic or at least, highly invested in his own education and yes, the smarter twin. So with this reasoning, Cutty made the descision to leave the details of the watersport activities done with his Dad's side of the family at Lake Okanagan on the cutting room floor thinking that he might get a better reaction out of Caleb by mentioning the learning bit.

"Egypt? That's pretty cool," Caleb said. It WAS cool to go to Egypt, but he tried not to sound too excited. He didn't want Cutty to think he was JEALOUS or anything. Cause he totally wasn't. "I shadowed my dad a bit in his job, just to see what he did. And we got a crup," he added with a grin. Yes, that was totally the highlight of his summer and he wasn't hiding it anymore.

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"Thanks, Caleb," she replied to the kid with a matching grin of her own. His name of course, she remembered well because her memory served her well in this but not in other fields. Say like studying? She wasn't that great in that since she had to put lots of effort. But at least that'd pay off as her results proved.

She watched as Caleb greeting Theo next and contained her chuckle. Did Theo know that all those kids would be looking up to him or maybe just stick around to know the secrets of how he earned the badge on his chest.

It was faces like those she missed during the summer. Despite her seeing most of her friends, she now felt that those whom she called ickles had their own presence and effect in her life which she got used to during her school months but missed when she was at home. "I actually did. It was fun." she told him.

"Glad you like it," she winked at him lifting her hand and adjusting it uselessly since it hadn't tilted since she last checked its angle. "You ready for your second year?" she asked him knowing that he'd know she wasn't talking in an academic prospect.

"Oh definitely. I'm even more excited that we don't have any VISITORS this year," Caleb said with a grin. He looked around, just to double check that there weren't any visiting students that he'd overlooked, and satisfied that there weren't any, he turned back to her and smiled.

"I'm excited to see who our new head of house is now that gr--I mean Lafay--is gone," he told her. "Do you have any idea who is taking over?" he asked.

He needed to know so he could start making a good impression with them and stuff.

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"Yeah, you too." He perked up a little bit because he was being recognized as someone special. Yes, damn straight, he IS the Slytherin prefect. BOW DOWN. Anyway. "Are you new?" He looked kinda young and Theo definitely hadn't seen him before, so... basic assumptions and stuff.

Caleb grinned, since it was obvious that he'd just given the prefect an ego boost. He could totally understand - if he had a special badge he'd TOTALLY work it. Show everyone how important you are and all that. What good was power if you couldn't flaunt it in everyone's face?

"No, I'm a second year," he explained. He didn't expect the older kids to recognize him, especially since he'd gotten all TALL and stuff.

Oh,oh, speech!

The sixth-year turned in her seat and paid attention to the headmistress who didn't take forever to start off the speech. Or maybe she did but Cassia wasn't as hungry as she used to be at the start of term feast. You learn thing in school, snack before the feast, it may take forever.

Nodding along to the red-headed words', Cassia inserted her hand into her pocket distractedly and remembered something important she was meant to do. Yup. Now. Wasn't late. And yaay, food!


Here was someone who didn't talk much. Actually, come to think of it that was how most of the people Cassia met were. She probably was the weird one who liked to talk. Though she'd grown to not get all chatty with everyone she encountered. But now she was being normally friendly to a fellow and new snake. "I'm a sixth-year," Wow. That sounded old. She probably hadn't had to tell someone what year she was since .... she couldn't actually remember.

Anyway, the snake was reminded of something. She slipt her hand into her pocket and retrieved a roll of flyers.

"So Beverly, here," she handed the third-year a flyer upon unrolling them. Something West, Theo and herself planned and worked on. Exciting yeah!

"That's a nice name," It was ok. But she needed a reason to go on with the conversation because 'are you excited for your first year' was overused. "I'm Cassia, by the way," she introduced herself straightening to draw the girl's attention to the shiny badge. Ahem.

"Here, Anna, this is for you," she handed the firstie a flyer.

"I can see," she grinned at Cutty who did grow taller over the summer now that she looks more. She almost wanted to ask him to stand and saunter for her to be sure but yeah, that would make her look like her grandma. Wouldn't want that. Not at 16, anyway. But on to business. "So, look what we have this year," she said handing Cutty a flyer as well. "Spread the word," Another quickie wink.

And here was another excited second-year. She could remember herself as excited back then. First year had its uncertainties but now, they had everything figured out and had plans and plots no doubt. It took her a second to understand what he meant about the visitors but then it rang. Yeah! Not foreigners. Cassia nodded at that. "You're right, no one with weird accents," not that some weren't cute.

Head of house. Yup. She knew because of the letter she received with the badge. "Mhmm." she answered gazing up at the staff table, "Right there!" she pointed jokingly knowing that she wouldn't be able to point at the healer from where she sat. But the woman was surely coming to announce the news so why ruin it, yeah?
"Oh, and also, this is for you," A flyer for Caleb!


Hehehe.

Was the spy team ever able to deciphering and delivering facial gestures correctly. Probably not. Nonetheless, the blond just grinned at whatever gesture that was supposed to be.

Enjoy the good days, Theodore. They don't last forever.



Now to business, again. Cassia rose from her seat hoping no one was gonna steal her plate which she just filled and she might have inclined her head towards the plate while still looking at Theo encouraging him to guard her plate with his soul. She'd totally do the same for him. Buddies, yeah?

"Guys!" She spoke up, hoping to be heard by everyone, and waved the flyers around. "Before you start eating," Someone looked like they were about to devour the table plus the silverware. Which they just earned back! "Pass those around,please" she started handing over flyers to those closest to her and extra ones for them to pass along.

UGH. She did NOT need to know that he'd gone to the loo. Boys. They could be so disgusting at times. "I was just...," she said, hesitating as she slightly smirked, ...lying to the prefects and captains while trying to get Cutty Mordaunt in trouble... "roaming around. Seeing what the rest of the train was up to and all..."

She shook her head and shrugged innocently. "Of course I wasn't trying to sell him. I told you that Mom wouldn't be happy if I did so," she replied.

Heh. Smirk.



Oops.

Uhhh... "Nooo," Sophie said, dragging out the word. Oops again. Why couldn't she have asked that to some random new firstie or something? She was probably trying out for Quidditch this year, and making the captain think she was completely mad likely wasn't the best way to go about getting on the team.

She was just about to fumble around in an attempt to change the subject, when West went and did that all on his own. Why, thank you. And...he knew Sierra?! Sophie visibly brightened. "She's my aunt," she said with pride. "My mother's sister."



That was when Sophie happened to turn her head in an attempt to keep up with the busy happenings at the house table...

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

But this girl was supposed to be in GRYFFINDOR! Why fate, why?!

Before she realized what she was doing, Sophie had rose from her seat and began the walk in this girl's direction. This is the girl that so RUDELY denied the seat next to Sophie on the train. UGH. This both annoyed and challenged Sophie.

She plopped down in the empty seat next to the girl and just grinned. "So we're in the same house," she said, in a why-does-fate-do-this-to-me look. Pause. "I was trying to make nice with you at the station, you know." So CARE.



Sophie saw the girl size her up. What? Was she being judged based on her hairdo or something? Meh. "Oh, ...Anna?" she asked, managing a smile on that note. "That's my mom's name." As if, you know, the girl would actually care or something. It mattered to Sophie, though.

Sophie's gaze looked down to the girl's outstretched hand. She was offered a shake? Hmm. Okay, then. Sophie reached forward and shook the girl's hand.



"That's what my Aunt Sierra says," Sophie replied. "That fun time flies by, I mean. I don't think she was ready to graduate Hogwarts, but I am. I hate homework." She said that as if doing homework was the single hardest thing she'd ever in her lifetime do.

She started to say something else, when...



Cassia suddenly grew very excited and starting waving some papers around. Ehh...paperwork? Please be something interesting... Sophie was totally not up for an assignment or a seminar right now. She took a paper and read through it. A party? Hmm. Okay.

She wasn't too happy about a new Head of House, though. She'd wanted her grandmother to stay. Who was the new Head of House anyway?

"Thank you, I'm personally not a big fan of it," Annabel replied when she heard the girl complement her name. Her brother had named her that, after several days without a name. Anna saw how the girl straighted out after her eye caught on the badge, it wasn't her fault Anna was naturally attracted to shiny items, they just made her curious and with being stuck in her family's main estate, that decorations focused on wilderness, the metallic was quite unique. The girl introduced herself as Cassia. "Nice to meet you Cassia," she replied, it was a simple but nice name. Cassia handed her a flyer and her eyes quickly scanned over it. "Of course," she smirked, a welcoming party, "count me in of course." Truth was, Anna had never missed a party once. "So, what is that for?" she asked motioning towards the badge.

"Oh, ...Anna?" she heard Sophie say. Was something wrong? But when she told her that it was her mother's name, she smiled. "Cool, what is she like?" Anna had always wanted a mother, after hers died when giving birth to her, she had grownup envious of those with mothers. Her brother had tried to step in the best he could but he was too much of a boy! They shook hands and she was surprised how warm it was compared to her own. She couldn't be getting sick...could she?

Bev nodded with a ghostly trace of a smirk. M'hm. She's a Wayne, what's it you, huh?

She slightly frowned when the younger girl frowned. Had she said something wrong or did she just not like being so young? Bev could relate to that. "You don't like being a first year?" she inquired. But just as Anna questioned the speech beginning the Headmistress spoke.

"There you go," Bev said as the food appeared. "Food."



"Candy Man?" she thought aloud. That sounded weird but if he was running a business like he said he was, then it was a good title. Though, when she thought about it she thought of an old man, like her uncle, the ex-Sugarplums shop owner. "I'll think about it."

What was up with staring at the silver ware? Was it his first time having nice things to eat with and drink from? While Cutty didn't resemble anyone of middle class or lower, Bev wondered if her analyzing people's status was becoming faulty. She's always had a knack of telling by just studying the person. "Nice, isn't it?" she said, taking her globet and sipping. Mmm, pumpkin juice.

Dabbing her lips with a napkin, she nodded. "M'hm, I guess. It also means I have to work hard and make him proud," she added. This time with more a determined glint in her eyes rather than shy. She had to make Dad just as proud as Kennedy had, or more. More sounded better.

And there was a Hufflepuff gaping away. Bev decided to ignore her. She had no time for their sort. Hmph!



Cassia was a sixth year, Bev made a mental note to remember that. It could come in handy.

Ten seconds from that, it did. Bev was handed a flyer and quickly skimmed it. A party? A PARTY. She's never been to a party. Sure, social gatherings with her dad's business partners and families, but...with just...teenagers. Well...

Yeeeeeah.

As usual, her mind was already formulating what she could expect. Tapping Cassia's arm Bev whispered, "Erm, would it be okay if...like I had a question...if I could, y'know, ask you?"

Her hands were getting clammy once again, so she tugged her sleeves over them and set her hands on her lap. Asking for help wasn't an easy thing for the youngest Wayne.

"No, I guess," Anna's hard voice was gone for a second, before replacing, "I guess I'm just not really good with new surroundings, specially without my brother." Yes, her brother Devon was important too, she didn't want to seem immature to the older girl by complaining about her age. Just as Anna asked another question about when the speech would start, it started. After the talk, food filled the table and her stomach rumbled, she hoped no one had heard.