Blushing Evie's cheeks turned a pink as she realized what Lance was implying. "No, no. My mum is a witch. But no one knew until I received my letter." Evie thought back to the day she received her letter and found out the truth about her mother, at first she was excited about it but then she became scared. Scared as to what else her mother had hid from her. She could hear her parents screaming at each other down the hallway, and she was quite sure she had never seen her father so upset.

Shaking her head she smiled weakly at Lance "So I had a very short time to not only learn as much as i could about Hogwarts but to get supplies and everything else before the train."

Another year..
He wondered what this year was going to be like, he didn't have much friends due to the way he acted with Sophia during the summer holiday. Sophia and the gang still didn't forgive him for breaking her heart, to be he still hasn't forgave himself, what he did was horrible. He really does like Sophia though, she's beautiful, smart, and caring. Sighing to himself he walked into the Great Hall and sat down at the Gryffindor table as he looked at the Hufflepuff table at Sophia as she gave him a look that could kill. Sighing to himself he smiled sadly at her before he looked down at his plate, he knew that he had to talk to her,perhaps at the lake.

Pushing those thoughts out of his head for now, Seth looked at Adi the boy he met in the Luggage compartment on the train. "HeyAdi how did your summer go? Hopefully better than mine did. said Seth.

Likes her attitude? A grin spread across Natalia's face; she had never received that kind of compliment before. "Thank you for that praise. And I...I suppose I like your personality too." Natalia let out a soft chuckle. It wasn't quite true, since Adi the Great Hufflepuff Prefect went along with Natalia's egoistic introduction. "Ooooh, India! I love Indian food." That was the absolute first thing that came to her mind. Food was the number one priority of everything. Numero uno, including the first attraction when visiting another country.

"I loved it. It's not as good as Hogwarts, but it offers a variety of courses." Natalia reminisce her old school and friends (even though she didn't have many), feeling slightly nostalgic. "The school is huuuuge...if you can image a lot of people in China. There are a lot of international students there, so most of courses are conducted in English, actually." It was one of those international wizarding schools. That is why Natalia felt so at ease transferring to Hogwarts. "But yes, I can! But I'm not the most advanced, to the honest." Natalia never had a lot of opportunity to practice Chinese, but she believed her language skill was rather decent.



"Bellaire." Natalia repeated in a murmur, attempting to remember all the names so that she could take caution in the coming months. "The Healer. Culloden. Quigley." Whew, that was a handful! Natalia was positive she was going to forget them all in the next few seconds. That was step number one, only. "Thanks for the war strategies, I'll be sure to keep them in mind." Natalia glanced briefly over to the staff table, attempting to put the names onto the faces. It didn't end up working since she had no idea who was who, at all.

"What are some other war strategies to survive? Like homework? Exams?" Natalia felt since Zander was a prefect, he would be the perfect person to consult these questions to.



When Yoongi himself started laughing, Natalia beamed to herself. She enjoyed seeing others laughing because of her, even if she didn't expect it to happen intentionally. "Just because you're older than me you can tell me what can or can't do?" Natalia shook her head in disbelief, though she was smiling in amusement. "I reject this age hierarchy. Do you want me to call you "senpai" or something?" Oh wait, that was Japanese. "I mean, sunbae...?" Right? That was the word for senior in Korean, Natalia was almost certain. She had heard her best friend, who was Korean, frequently use this word to indicate her peers.

"AND I CAN THINK WHATEVER I WANT." Yoonfoo. Yoonfoo. Yoonfoofoopoofoo. Poof. Poofoo. Foofoo.



Loads of friends? "That'll be nice...I think. Natalia couldn't even imaging what it would be like to have loads of friends. She had always surrounded herself with a small, close group of friends. That was probably due to the reason that Natalia's former school had an enormous population, and it was more difficult for the students to establish a "family" within the school.

"Yes! I look like a zombie all the time in the morning!" Natalia let out a soft chuckle, imaging her own messy reflection. "Finally! I was starting to think they would skip dinner." Thank Merlin the feast has started. Skipping dinner would be very, very, terrifying.



Wizarding art performance school, huh? That was something new. So this guy was a performer. "That's interesting. I'm a dancer." Hip-hop dancing, to be more specific. Natalia never had to impatience to endure more stringent types, like ballet or even contemporary. "What do you do there, specifically? What kind of classes do they offer there?" Since Jackson went to an art performance school, then they probably take different classes that are not offered at standard wizarding schools.

Chance listened as the Great Hall rose louder as more students got together. Names were being called out from every direction. It was kind of distracting actually. Chance moved closer to Hayley cause he could barely hear her. "It's kinda loud. So yea meeting you later might be a better thing than trying to talk over this noise!" He wasn't trying to raise his voice but he kinda had to to get her to hear him.

Oh another person. Chance smiled at whoever that was. Hayley was about as popular as he was. About. Hehe. He waved at whoever else was going to come over.

"You have a weird kinda family thing going on." Chance commented. Really, he was just jealous. He wanted siblings or cousins or someone related to him running around Hogwarts with him. He grinned at Hayles and winked. "I'm kidding. I don't have any magical siblings. It gets kinda boring not to have them around."

"Oh please." He scoffed as he picked up her arm and gave it a jiggle. "It's no where near as big as mine and what's all this flab?" He pretended to pinch her non existent flab.

Michael proceeded to hold a plate for her while she grabbed her food. The whole getting permission to leave the school was annoying and he knew that it wouldn't stop the either of them from leaving when they felt like it, but it would be nice to be legit. Saved having to do detention. "We're not going to Durmstrang." He knew why she had said that but he had spent the last two years there and he did not want to go back. "Where do you want to go this year?"

Now that her plate was full of bread and butter, Michael picked up his own plate and began placing some food upon it. "So anything I need to know about the new Professors?"

Relaxing his shoulders while puffing out his chest a bit, giving the ghost a rather undignified slouch, as he listened to a most gracious self introduction from the young lady. "Why in Merlin's beard would you wish for people to refer to you by gnat?" he said aghast. "Terribly improper for a young maiden of your stature!"

He shook his head. "Sir Nicholas, if you please."

And if she did not please, he may file a formal complaint.

Galloping gargoyles, was she quite alright? Completely in one ear and out the other!

"Nicholas," he corrected once more. "And that natural flush suits you quite well."

Twas a pity that ghosts could no longer attain such a shade. Truly.

Twirling his ghostly fingers around his goatee as the prefect thought things over, Sir Nicholas had hoped that Zander would have been able to figure things out with those clues. But with the speech over and done, he would see soon for himself.

"But of course," he replied with a polite bow of the head. "In fact, I should start making my way back there shortly."

Clearly why he had not been sorted into Slytherin then. The ghost chuckled to himself for a moment. "A pleasure, Yoongi, to make your acquaintance. If you are asking when it was that I got this," he said, pulling his head to the side to reveal just how he got the nickname Nearly Headless. "It occurred on the 31 October, 1492. I wrote a ballad of the tale once, if you would care to listen to it sometime."

"Ferment. Spoil. Rot. Food that we ghosts can almost taste," he confirmed. "I'm counting on you, Sir Lancelot."

And then the ghost floated through the remainder of the table and began making his way out of the Great Hall.

Being hungry was one thing that AJ could relate to. "I'm almost always hungry." In fact it was unusual that she didn't have something stored in her pocket at the moment. As it turned out she consumed her entire stash on the train ride over here. It was looking like an owl to her mom was in order. "I usually have treats on me, but it was a really long train ride."

This was the kind of excitement that AJ could get down with. "Totally. Oh yeah, we could explore the castle anytime you want. I'm sure there are loads of places I haven't even come across yet." Ah, to be a first year again.

AJ cleared her throat and looked Marsha dead in her eyes. "She's horrible. She teaches transfiguration. A little word of advice.... don't sit down until she says it's okay." Did that tell her what kind of person she was?



What could she say? AJ was a very confident girl. A smile cracked the face of the younger lion while the transparent gryffindor seemed to 'float' a bit taller. Overconfident? Her? PFFT. "No overconfidence here. I know what I'm capable of." And that was being awesome. Not to mention that she would be putting some points up on that lion board. All the other houses had better be on their A game.



He seemed to be taking in every detail that AJ threw at him. She thought she had all of the houses down pat. The only one that she didn't have all figured out was Slytherin. Ethan was the only person she really talked to in the Slytherin house. Why was that? AJ was just going to have to change that. "I don't really know what their "thing" is." Every house had a thing.

Soon enough he brought up pirate talk, and AJ completely forgot about the Slytherin dilemma. "Oh, it was really cool. The potions professor let us take this potion that made us all super strong like Batman." That was her personal favorite super hero. "And then we had this race to see who could carry the most planks, but that wouldn't have been fun without people hanging off of them, you know?" So, Ethan let me hang off of his plank while we raced everybody else." This had to be a lot of information to a firstie. "You're gunna love Hogwarts." As if that last statement explained everything.



The lion was elated to hear that Lux had done a good job on her exams. "Of course you did well. You are super smart." She should have more confidence in herself. Own it, girl. AJ had one more year of peace before she would have to worry about all that extra studying. She wasn't going to stress herself out over it though. Where was the fun in that?

"You did?" It was crazy how alike the two girls were. On the outside Lux was girly and AJ was a tomboy, but inside they favor each other. The fourth year has really started to look up to Lux. Her eyes brightened up at the thought of partnering up with Lux. "I hate studying, but I bet we can make it fun." If you had to do it you might as well make it enjoyable.

He surely had never been this bewildered in his LIFE. Lance's eyes squinted somewhat as he thought over it for a couple seconds, though decided not to pry any further. It was rude to after all, even though he really really really wanted to. REALLY. "Oh, well," he leaned back from the table, fixing his plate again, "If you have um, questions, or stuff... I can maybe, y'know...help."

If...she wanted it. He grew up with the knowledge and still was no expert.

His mouth couldn't have hung open further if he tried, surely.

The potions professor sounded COOL. Not only that, but AJ totally knew who BATMAN was! A smile began to form the more she described the situation until he had a look of utter amazement upon his face. He wanted super strength! "Oh man, I hope he'll let us take that potion this year too," Lance wiggled in his seat a little, gripping the edge of the table to hold in his excitement.

He was definitely going to like it here.

Ferment. Spoil. Rot.

The expression he wore continued to distort into a cringe at each passing word. Nothing could sound less appetizing right now. "Yes, sir," he said weakly as the ghost floated away. He was going to have rotten onion gravy in his dormitory...

Perhaps, left him a little less on the hungry side.

With her hands still covering Zander's eyes, Tia felt herself smile at his touch over her hands. BUT she would not reveal herself just yet ....

AND nor did she need to reveal herself as moments later both Lux and Hayley greeted her back very loudly - SHAME she didn't have more hands to cover Z's ears too.

Smiling at the two girls, she let her hands fall from his eye covering as she slid onto the bench next to him albeit facing the opposite way. "Hey, Zander. Did you have a good summer?" Which really meant ... did he miss her?

Uh oh. Was the feast wrapping up? She should have come over sooner ....