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Before he did...

He made sure that he'd get something from the newly formed group. Looking at the most advantageous and distracted one, (Hady) he put a hand on her shoulder, and gave the most stylish of smiles in the world. Though it may seem weird, Aladdin had pretty perfect teeth, and hopefully that would be enough to distract her from his han reaching into one of her pockets.

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After making a little change of her own to HER notice, Cece went to the study table area where she found several students already gathered. Standing in the doorway for a couple of minutes she witnessed some of the students acting... stranger. If only they put as much effort into their studies as they did into goofing off. "Alright everyone, time to settle down and take a seat. This house meeting has officially started." Meaning they all needed to pay attention and stop with their nonsense

Hady had been talking with some of the others near her when she felt a hand on her shoulder. The small girl turned her head to see Gregoire/Aladdin standing there. Tilting her head slightly at the older boy in question she went to open her mouth to ask him what he wanted when she was interrupted by Healer Murdoch. They were saved!

The young Snake hurriedly shuffled away from Aladdin (you can choose if you want him to find anything I don't really mind) and back to her table slipping into her chair. Setting her hands on her lap she looked at the Healer hoping this craziness would come to a halt now.

Their Head of House had arrived and the meeting was sort of officially started. Cutty took a seat over by Gregoire & Ethan. He began rummaging through his bag before rolling his eyes and accio'ing parchment and quill. If Healer Murdoch said anything he wanted to have it in writing. Always get it in writing.


"Considering the sort of females the house usually sorts, I'm going to say undoubtably." Slytherin girls were more or less ice chunks. Sophie was in luck. "Probably." He said thinking about it more and the other sort of things a snowman in the dungeon could mean. "We should give it a try lateh."

Glendower. -______________-

Hugh had been here the whole time.

Actually, though, yo.

He spent a TOOOON of time in the dungeons because, well, honestly his bed was here. And he liked his bed and sleeping. So it had been purely accidental he had showed up to this meeting, but he was here.

And ready to listen.

Hi housemates. Hi people. Swag.

Sophia swooped into the common room, black robe billowing out behind her Snape style, only Snape didn't wear and perhaps couldn't afford her dragon hide black heels.

"Mr. Barrington you will not address your head of house like that." She walked over to where he was sitting and pushed his feet off the furniture. "That is a chair, not a foot stool."

And she would occupy said tree until Cece got done blabbing all manner of what's it not's it to the students.

Hugo had no idea what was going on and by now he was already used to these crazy happenings at Hogwarts so, he ignored it and waited till the Head of House arrived. Gladly she appeared soon.

The meeting was starting and who knew what Murdoch had to say. Ohh and Bellaire was here as well. Hmm...this was going to be interesting.

Agatha was frowning and ready to answer those two mental boys when their Head of House arrived. Oh, FINALLY. Now the meeting would start and those KIDS would stop acting like that. They would have the decency to stop it now.

Or not.

Urgh, honestly. Agatha shot Sophie Newell a glare and stared hard at Dante when they kept on talking nonsense. And then Cutty joined in. Pffft, she was hoping HE would be normal. Apparently not.

But NEVER MINDDDDDDDDDD those people, who cared about them when PROFESSOR BELLAIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! came in. The person who, in Agatha's opinion, should be their Head of House. She was brilliant. TOO brilliant and amazing and awesome. Agatha was a fan, yes. A big fan. Just not fat, because Agatha was not fat.

She gave the woman a proud smile and would sit up straighter on her chair if she wasn't already sitting perfectly straight. Ballerina posture and all that. You know. Agatha was amazing too. Just like professor Bellaire. And someday she would be just as powerful too. And maybe more.

She was curious to know what the meeting was about now, so she kept looking from theamazingwoman professor Bellaire to their Healer. Well?

Good! The smile worked on the ignorant girl.

Casually pulling his hand out of the girl's pocket, Aladdin felt the objects in his palm. That's odd. Of all the things he could have gotten he got another coin that looked like the other two he pocketed from the one person. Except this one was silver. Was this some sort of foreign currency? This was weird. That's when, after he thought that was the only thing he got he saw a small ring with a purple jewel surrounded by the golden filigree band. The ring just made Aladdin's day! A treasure that he surely couldn't afford, but he still had it anyways! No doubt he would easily be able to make some profit off of this baby!

Turning around, he placed the items he procured into a pocket then gazed upon two women who walked into the room with elegance and grace, yet bravely and courageously too. They easily could beat some people up. Maybe Aladdin could hire those two as thugs? Would they accept the ring or those weird coins as payment? Have they seen Abu, Jasmine, or Genie? Hopefully they did. Aladdin also prayed that they weren't working for Jafar, the evil sorcerer. "Excuse me. Have either of you two seen my Geni- I mean...my antique erm...oil lamp." Nice save Aladdin, nice save. "Also, you wouldn't have seen my monkey Abu by any chance?" The both of them should know, they seem like they were at least a little bit in charge.

And what was this about a meeting? Why didn't Aladdin ever get the memo? Probably some rich people meeting. Poor Aladdin was a lonely little street-rat. He didn't even have Genie or Abu to keep him company. In his head Aladdin thought If only they'd look closer. Would they see a poor boy, no siree. They'd find out....there's so much more to me. (Disclaimer, I obviously didn't create that song from Aladdin.)

Zhenya morosely made her way to the table. One of the empty tables. Well, empty was usually welcoming for her, rather than crowded. She was a bad friend, she didn't know what was happening with Raven or any of the other friends who had left Hogwarts. And Gary, pfft, forget it! The only owls she got were from her parents and brother.

She pulled out a long, half written on piece of parchment, her quill and some ink. She slowly and reluctantly dipped her quill into the ink and began writing home. She hated writing her family letters. The amount of lies she told; yes she was having a great year, yes Raven is very happy. Yes, she is doing well with her homework, and yes, she is attending all classes. Of course she regretted going to Russia and of course she is so happy to be back in the United Kingdom. At Hogwarts… surrounded by all of her friends...