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The house elves have been hard at work, leaving the Great Hall spotless, the tables set with pristine silverware, and delicious smells floating up from the kitchen. Your stomach might be growling, but it isn't quite time to eat yet.
Hopefully, the new Headmaster will make an appearance before you chew your way through your House table. Has anyone seen him yet?
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Originally Posted by Squishy
Hufflepuff really WAS the best House at Hogwarts - at least in Esme's opinion. It never ceased to amaze her how friendly and welcoming her fellow Badgers were to new members, be they First Years or Sixth Years. She was getting warm and fuzzy feelings in her heart and it was making her want to give everyone a hug. She would refrain from that for the moment, however.
"My summer was great!" she told Brady enthusiastically. "I spent a lot of time with my friends and family and did a bunch of volunteer work. What about you?" She hoped that he had a good summer as well because holidays were meant to be enjoyed, not hated. "I'm doing great! How are you, Carl?" she said in response to her Housemate's question.
The girl who introduced herself as Miranda seemed quite nice if not shy. "Nice to meet you, Miranda. I am Esme. If you need help with anything just ask me." Of course there were also Prefects and Professors for that, but sometimes they were busy or not around. Besides, it never hurt to offer assistance and she was always happy to help others when they needed it. Not wanting to draw attention to the younger girl's obvious embarrassment, she instead offered her a smile. The expression faltered, however, at the appearance of another new Hufflepuff (Selina). It seemed as if someone was rather unhappy about where the Sorting Hat had placed her. "It will get better," she said in an attempt to be reassuring. "We are a very welcoming bunch." Esme wasn't trying to brag by saying that; it was the truth. Hufflepuffs ALWAYS tried their hardest to make everyone feel welcome and appreciated.
Melbourne, Azura, Ariadne, and Abby each got friendly greetings in turn. "Hey, girls! How are you all doing?" It was hard not to show concern at Azura, but Esme was not going to draw attention to what had happened. It was up to her friend to share things when and if she was ready to and there was no way that she would interfere with matters. She would keep her mouth closed until Azura wanted to talk about it further - which she might not want to, but that was besides the point.
As Isabella bounced in her seat, it was hard not to laugh. Esme found it so precious and recalled just how excited SHE had been when placed into Hufflepuff four years ago. "Hello, I'm Esme."
Abby half-smiled and shrugged and said "Okay i guess Esme i had a pretty rough summer to be honest" Abby wasnt wanting to tell too many people yet but she felt she could trust Esme would not talk too much
The second year looked and smiled at Esme as she talked. "Where did you volunteer at?" He had never done anything like that before unless helping his grandmother out at her cupcake shop counted as volunteer work? "I went to a music camp over the summer. There were so many muggles there." HE loved muggles most of the were so entertaining and funny! Bradson looked from Esme over to Carl. "My summer was pretty good. I went to a music camp over the holiday." Brady smile and nodded. The music "How was your summer? Did you do anything fun?" He was curious about other students summers. Everyone did something different and everyone lived in different places of the world so it was really cool to ehar the different stories but at the same time he also felt like the questions he was asking were kind of dull and repetitive.
The second year turned his head back towards Carl as he had heard him say his name. He was introducing someone to them. "Hey." Brady said to the Slytherin girl (Ariadne). Did Carl say her name? He was pretty sure he hadn't heard it come from his mouth. Brady heard his name coming from a familiar voice. "Hey Mel." he said giving her a little wave. "How was your summer?" He had run out of questions to ask everyone. He really needed new questions to ask people.
As Bradson was waiting for people to talk back to him he looked around the Hufflepuff table again. He saw a new girl (Selina) come over to the table. Brady gave her a big smile and a little wave. "Hello!" the Scottish boy said cheerfully. "I'm Brady Somerhalder!" He said to her. "Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you before." He really hoped that she was new to Hogwarts since he would have felt really bad for paying so little attention.
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Melbourne beamed when speaking to Carl. Wait…a hufflepuff recording session? That would have been totally awesome! “That sounds like it was a lot of fun!” Mel grinned over to him.
“I kind of did a similar thing – actually Kat was there with me? At this music summer camp?” She grinned. It was cool honestly. “My summer was pretty cool, I did the music camp thing and my grandmother visited” she admitted with a little nod.
Oh…so he had looked for her? That was well, great. “Really? I rather like Ariadne she’s nice. I was in the front cars I think? With Haddie, Tenacius, Sammy, oh and Kitty was there too!” She grinned. “You guys would have all been welcome of course” she nodded because really that was the honestly the truth.
When Esme asked how she was Mel just grinned. “I’m doing really well Esme! And How are you?” She asked bouncing on her feet as she listened to Azura’s answer. “Of course, I get that everyone here is great…I love Hufflepuffs” she admitted with a grin. Though there was something that seemed off about Azura…she wasn’t going to pry nope, that wasn’t her place. “Did you do anything interesting over summer?” Mel asked as she looked over to her. Really she was curious and wanted to be better friends with Azura even. If she had known what had happened she probably would have told Azura that if she ever needed to she could get a hug whenever she needed one.
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Juno casually walked towards the Hufflepuff table. This year was definitely looking up. Esme and Juno's older brother River, who loved to torment her, was to busy with school to meet them at the station so she had absolutely perfect hair at this feast. Last year he managed to mess it up so badly she looked like bird that had been run over. THEN there was a food fight on top of that. She was not one that you wanted to mess with, especially her hair.
Grinning and waving at everyone around the table, Juno quietly snuck up behind her identical twin, Esme, and quickly placed her hands over her sisters eyes. She put on a deep voice, "Guess who!?" She growled.
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It was good to see Brady. He looked happy too, which was even better. Having to watch his friend go through horrible things last year was painful. Hopefully nothing bad happened this year, nothing that involved a Hag. Anyway, enough of the depressing thoughts. "Hey, how was your summer?" Carl asked him.
The Hufflepuff caught a glimpse of a pair of purple eyes before he saw its owner sit down next to Esme. It was Azura, one of his dueling opponents last term. "Hey, Azura!" He said with a warm smile of his own. That was when he noticed that something seemed odd. She looked ... sad. Maybe she missed her home. Or maybe it was something serious. "Uh, what's up?" Well, that was awkward.
Carl's attention was soon grabbed by the loud voice declaring to spread some Slytherin green to their House Table. Ariadne had decided to visit them! Him, specifically. He smiled as she took the seat next to him. "Hehe, welcome to the House of Badgers! This is Brady, this is Katerina and this is Esme. That is Norah, our Prefect. And we have new First Years, whom I don't know too well yet." He introduced, gesturing. Speaking of First Years ... "I see that both Vivian and Kye are Sorted into Slytherin."
Isabella, got it. "You're welcome. How do you feel? Do you like it here so far?" The Second Year asked. Some people did not like the House they were Sorted into at first. "Oh, I am not sure. I have a theory that he or she is a new Staff member." He answered, as if this was completely normal.
He had just turned around to face the Sorting ceremony when he saw another new Hufflepuff slipping into an empty seat. To be honest, she looked a bit scary. Still, Carl was determined to be friendly and talk to her. "Hey, welcome! My name is Carl, nice to meet you." She didn't ... bite, right?
All the while, the Badger looked around the Great Hall for a certain Gryffindor. He grinned as Mel, his number one Lioness friend (and fellow superhero) came over to their House Table. "Hey, Mel! My summer was cool, there was this Hufflepuff recording event ... I wished you were there. How was your summer?" He knew how much she liked music and how amazing she was at playing the cello. Oh, the train ride? "Yeah, I was with Ariadne and two First Years. I went everywhere looking for you, though. We had marshmallows. Are you hungry?" Now he sounded like he was rambling. But yes, he was kind of hungry himself.
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Originally Posted by Squishy
Hufflepuff really WAS the best House at Hogwarts - at least in Esme's opinion. It never ceased to amaze her how friendly and welcoming her fellow Badgers were to new members, be they First Years or Sixth Years. She was getting warm and fuzzy feelings in her heart and it was making her want to give everyone a hug. She would refrain from that for the moment, however.
"My summer was great!" she told Brady enthusiastically. "I spent a lot of time with my friends and family and did a bunch of volunteer work. What about you?" She hoped that he had a good summer as well because holidays were meant to be enjoyed, not hated. "I'm doing great! How are you, Carl?" she said in response to her Housemate's question.
The girl who introduced herself as Miranda seemed quite nice if not shy. "Nice to meet you, Miranda. I am Esme. If you need help with anything just ask me." Of course there were also Prefects and Professors for that, but sometimes they were busy or not around. Besides, it never hurt to offer assistance and she was always happy to help others when they needed it. Not wanting to draw attention to the younger girl's obvious embarrassment, she instead offered her a smile. The expression faltered, however, at the appearance of another new Hufflepuff (Selina). It seemed as if someone was rather unhappy about where the Sorting Hat had placed her. "It will get better," she said in an attempt to be reassuring. "We are a very welcoming bunch." Esme wasn't trying to brag by saying that; it was the truth. Hufflepuffs ALWAYS tried their hardest to make everyone feel welcome and appreciated.
Melbourne, Azura, Ariadne, and Abby each got friendly greetings in turn. "Hey, girls! How are you all doing?" It was hard not to show concern at Azura, but Esme was not going to draw attention to what had happened. It was up to her friend to share things when and if she was ready to and there was no way that she would interfere with matters. She would keep her mouth closed until Azura wanted to talk about it further - which she might not want to, but that was besides the point.
As Isabella bounced in her seat, it was hard not to laugh. Esme found it so precious and recalled just how excited SHE had been when placed into Hufflepuff four years ago. "Hello, I'm Esme."
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The second year looked and smiled at Esme as she talked. "Where did you volunteer at?" He had never done anything like that before unless helping his grandmother out at her cupcake shop counted as volunteer work? "I went to a music camp over the summer. There were so many muggles there." HE loved muggles most of the were so entertaining and funny! Bradson looked from Esme over to Carl. "My summer was pretty good. I went to a music camp over the holiday." Brady smile and nodded. The music "How was your summer? Did you do anything fun?" He was curious about other students summers. Everyone did something different and everyone lived in different places of the world so it was really cool to ehar the different stories but at the same time he also felt like the questions he was asking were kind of dull and repetitive.
The second year turned his head back towards Carl as he had heard him say his name. He was introducing someone to them. "Hey." Brady said to the Slytherin girl (Ariadne). Did Carl say her name? He was pretty sure he hadn't heard it come from his mouth. Brady heard his name coming from a familiar voice. "Hey Mel." he said giving her a little wave. "How was your summer?" He had run out of questions to ask everyone. He really needed new questions to ask people.
As Bradson was waiting for people to talk back to him he looked around the Hufflepuff table again. He saw a new girl (Selina) come over to the table. Brady gave her a big smile and a little wave. "Hello!" the Scottish boy said cheerfully. "I'm Brady Somerhalder!" He said to her. "Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you before." He really hoped that she was new to Hogwarts since he would have felt really bad for paying so little attention.
Suddenly people were trying to talk to Selina. Although it took her a while to notice, as she was still glaring at her plate. It was no joke when people said the Hufflepuffs were a friendly bunch, but didn't they know when someone obviously didn't want to be spoken to! But she had told herself she would get through this. Selina looked up from her plate replacing her glare and frown with smirk, and was about to reply when she heard the Headmaster begin his speech...
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"Good evening. I would like to welcome each of you, old and new, to Hogwarts."
Selina didn't really pay attention to the speech, something about this being the new headmaster, and a welcome to two new staff members, and then the headmaster clapped once and food seemed to pop into existence over the five tables in the great hall.
Selina only now realized how hungry she was, she hadn't eaten since before boarding the Hogwarts Express. She began piling her plate with food, suddenly forgetting how angry she was. Because honestly, right now in this moment what did it matter.
It was only then, as she was chewing a piece of roast chicken that she remembered that several of the students had tried to talk to her. She looked at the three Hufflepuff students that had spoken to her. Carl, Esme and Brady they had said their names were. Carl and Brady looked to be close to her age, although they both already had the yellow hufflepuff emblem on their robes, so they must have been second years. Esme, on the other hand was older again.
She swallowed the piece of chicken she was chewing and replied
"Selina is my name. Selina Valentine."
She looked at Esme, the older girl had said things would get better, but what did she know, she definitely knew nothing about Selina.
"I don't belong in Hufflepuff," She said now talking directly to Esme,
"I think my parents would have disowned me if they knew their daughter was a 'puff, but...." She cut off, she had said to much already.
Grabbing her goblet she drained it of pumpkin juice, and went back to finishing the meal on her plate, her scowl returning to her face. She would not open up to these badgers, she WOULD NOT!! Selina had carved through a piece of chicken with her knife, with such force the plate underneath shattered. sending bits of broken china and food over the table. Her eyes suddenly went wide with fright for just a second, and she looked down at her hand. A small piece of china had embedded itself in her palm, which she removed, and blood began pooling to the surface. This was not good.
Selina stared at her hand in a state of shock. That was alot of blood, wasn't it. It seemed like alot of blood, she wasn't really sure. She felt dizzy....
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So Tenacius was just going around on his cruiser-- because it’s the Great Hall, its got real estate to spare-- when he glided by the Hufflepuff table. He caught wind of Mel's and Carl's convo though and swerved to a halt "Hufflepuff Recording?" he repeated as he rested an arm playfully on Carl's shoulder '"Like how recording? Like musically? Or like in a movie?" Them things always interested this Curly Top.
SPOILER!!: Selina
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Originally Posted by LittleLunarLion
Suddenly people were trying to talk to Selina. Although it took her a while to notice, as she was still glaring at her plate. It was no joke when people said the Hufflepuffs were a friendly bunch, but didn't they know when someone obviously didn't want to be spoken to! But she had told herself she would get through this. Selina looked up from her plate replacing her glare and frown with smirk, and was about to reply when she heard the Headmaster begin his speech...
Selina didn't really pay attention to the speech, something about this being the new headmaster, and a welcome to two new staff members, and then the headmaster clapped once and food seemed to pop into existence over the five tables in the great hall.
Selina only now realized how hungry she was, she hadn't eaten since before boarding the Hogwarts Express. She began piling her plate with food, suddenly forgetting how angry she was. Because honestly, right now in this moment what did it matter.
It was only then, as she was chewing a piece of roast chicken that she remembered that several of the students had tried to talk to her. She looked at the three Hufflepuff students that had spoken to her. Carl, Esme and Brady they had said their names were. Carl and Brady looked to be close to her age, although they both already had the yellow hufflepuff emblem on their robes, so they must have been second years. Esme, on the other hand was older again.
She swallowed the piece of chicken she was chewing and replied
"Selina is my name. Selina Valentine."
She looked at Esme, the older girl had said things would get better, but what did she know, she definitely knew nothing about Selina.
"I don't belong in Hufflepuff," She said now talking directly to Esme,
"I think my parents would have disowned me if they knew their daughter was a 'puff, but...." She cut off, she had said to much already.
Grabbing her goblet she drained it of pumpkin juice, and went back to finishing the meal on her plate, her scowl returning to her face. She would not open up to these badgers, she WOULD NOT!! Selina had carved through a piece of chicken with her knife, with such force the plate underneath shattered. sending bits of broken china and food over the table. Her eyes suddenly went wide with fright for just a second, and she looked down at her hand. A small piece of china had embedded itself in her palm, which she removed, and blood began pooling to the surface. This was not good.
Selina stared at her hand in a state of shock. That was alot of blood, wasn't it. It seemed like alot of blood, she wasn't really sure. She felt dizzy....
And then he saw this platinum haired girl. Is this a Hufflepuff trait because first time he met Carl the first thing he noticed is his bright shiny head too. Which matches his bright shiny personality natch.
But the thing that really got him curious were her words-- ''I don't belong in Hufflepuff'. That and that she was bleeding.
"Here plug your hand with this." he offered his scarf to her "Its red so the stain wont freak anybody else out." because hemophobia. Every other person seems to have that for some reason. Wierd.
"Uh so why do you say you don’t belong to the Puffs?" he asked the girl curiously. "Didja tell the Hat that?"
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So Tenacius was just going around on his cruiser-- because it’s the Great Hall, its got real estate to spare-- when he glided by the Hufflepuff table. He caught wind of Mel's and Carl's convo though and swerved to a halt "Hufflepuff Recording?" he repeated as he rested an arm playfully on Carl's shoulder '"Like how recording? Like musically? Or like in a movie?" Them things always interested this Curly Top.
And then he saw this platinum haired girl. Is this a Hufflepuff trait because first time he met Carl the first thing he noticed is his bright shiny head too. Which matches his bright shiny personality natch.
But the thing that really got him curious were her words-- ''I don't belong in Hufflepuff'. That and that she was bleeding.
"Here plug your hand with this." he offered his scarf to her "Its red so the stain wont freak anybody else out." because hemophobia. Every other person seems to have that for some reason. Wierd.
"Uh so why do you say you don’t belong to the Puffs?" he asked the girl curiously. "Didja tell the Hat that?"
Selina vision was spinning in front of her, it really wasn't alot of blood honestly, but the sight of it was making her feel ill. If her skin wasn't naturally snow white verging on translucent it would have paled further. She didn't even register that a Gryffindor student not much older than herself was talking to her until, he held a red scarf in front of her, to soak up the blood. She took it hastily, and shakily, quickly wrapped it around her hand, trying to cover the red liquid pooling in her hand. It was now that she looked up at the boy. Her hands were visibly shaking and her vision was still spinning.
"Thanks," she whispered. It wasn't often that she thanked someone, but the sight of her own blood had visibly shaken her.
It was at this point that she realised the boy had asked her a question. "I..." she faulted how did she answer this question, she didn't want to say to much. "I'm not like these people," she gestured to the rest of the Hufflepuff table with her good hand. "They're all so welcoming and friendly, and loyal, and well.... I'm not. My whole family were Slytherin, and the hat even told me I had all the traits of a Slytherin, I don't know why it put me here..."
Had she said to much? She wasn't sure, to be honest coming to Hogwarts scared her, not scared her like the night her parents had been killed scared her, or in the way using magic for the first time scared her. But Hogwarts still scared her, it was so undeniably different to everything that had happened in her life.
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SPOILER!!: Selina
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Originally Posted by LittleLunarLion
Selina vision was spinning in front of her, it really wasn't alot of blood honestly, but the sight of it was making her feel ill. If her skin wasn't naturally snow white verging on translucent it would have paled further. She didn't even register that a Gryffindor student not much older than herself was talking to her until, he held a red scarf in front of her, to soak up the blood. She took it hastily, and shakily, quickly wrapped it around her hand, trying to cover the red liquid pooling in her hand. It was now that she looked up at the boy. Her hands were visibly shaking and her vision was still spinning.
"Thanks," she whispered. It wasn't often that she thanked someone, but the sight of her own blood had visibly shaken her.
It was at this point that she realised the boy had asked her a question. "I..." she faulted how did she answer this question, she didn't want to say to much. "I'm not like these people," she gestured to the rest of the Hufflepuff table with her good hand. "They're all so welcoming and friendly, and loyal, and well.... I'm not. My whole family were Slytherin, and the hat even told me I had all the traits of a Slytherin, I don't know why it put me here..."
Had she said to much? She wasn't sure, to be honest coming to Hogwarts scared her, not scared her like the night her parents had been killed scared her, or in the way using magic for the first time scared her. But Hogwarts still scared her, it was so undeniably different to everything that had happened in her life.
Was she gonna be ok? He watched her take his scarf and bandaged her hand with it, which is a good thing because for a second there it looked like she was gonna freak out at the sight of her own blood. Which he would've found hilarious. Not exactly the kind of reaction appropriate for such a situation. But hey this is Tenacius Salander, when was he ever appropriate about anything?
"Ey no probz." he replied back at her gratefulness with a lighthearted shrug "That must be some kind of chicken you had to slay there." he smirked, nudging his head at the broken pieces that was once her dinner plate. "But looks like you showed it who's boss innit?"
Ohhh so she had that kind of convo with the Sorting Hat. Tenacius slapped his foot onto his hovering cruiser and caught it with his hand before making himself at home on the Hufflepuff benches. Because if no one invited Gryffindors in, Gryffindors usually invited themselves hah. "Slytherin fam huh? Well my dad was Slytherin too, so like you I thought I'm totally a shoo-in for there, but yeah me and the Hat, had some good talking. Dun make much sense at the time, but I'm starting to see what it says about me being a better fit with the Lions than the Snakes." Although there was that aspect about the Hat offering him a choice between the Lions and the Eagles, but that would just muddle the issue at hand. "Maybe you can try to recall what the Hat said to you that made It put you here? It can see into your soul y'know. Maybe the hat thinks you're…." uhm what Hufflepuff traits are there that wasn’t on the list of things Selina just said "…patient?" Was that a Hufflepuff trait? Sure is one of the most redeeming qualities his mom has. And protectiveness. Probably one of the reasons he's still in one piece.
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New students! New badgers! The Friar was running later than usual, but he had merely lost track of time. Floating into the Great Hall, he smiled and waved cheerfully at the badger clad table.
"Hello new Hufflepuffs! Welcome to the house! If any of you have any questions, I'm here!" he hovered next to Norah, the prefect. Where was the other one?
"And to the old students, welcome back! You all look nice and alive! Just how I like you!" He chortled.
Isabella was really trying to keep track of all the names of her new housemates. Esme, Norah, Prefect,... there were a lot. After she heard like the fifth person's name, she knew she didn't really have a chance of remembering. That was okay, though, since she was new. New people generally got a pass when it came to remembering people's names. Also, asking random people what their name was could be a great icebreaker for the first week of school.
"Everybody's really nice! I like that everybody knows each other," she told Carl. Isabella wondered if Carl was right about the cat at the front table being a new staff member. She had never met an animagus, so she really hoped so. It would be something fun to write in her letters home. "Did you like being a Hufflepuff when you got sorted?" However long ago that was...Isabella didn't know what year Carl was.
As the cat turned into the headmaster, Isabella gasped. Carl had been right! She was a bit intrigued at the whole headmasters switching between schools (and disappointed that they hadn't gotten the Castelobruxo head), but for all she knew, it was normal. Neither her parents nor any of her aunts and uncles had really talked much about what was normal or expected at Wizarding school.
And then there was a ghost! Isabella grinned when she saw the Fat Friar, but was much more interested in the food that had just appeared. She started to fill her plate, but ended up eating and then filling and then eating and refilling because she had gotten really hungry in all the time that had passed since her last snack on the train.
Was she gonna be ok? He watched her take his scarf and bandaged her hand with it, which is a good thing because for a second there it looked like she was gonna freak out at the sight of her own blood. Which he would've found hilarious. Not exactly the kind of reaction appropriate for such a situation. But hey this is Tenacius Salander, when was he ever appropriate about anything?
"Ey no probz." he replied back at her gratefulness with a lighthearted shrug "That must be some kind of chicken you had to slay there." he smirked, nudging his head at the broken pieces that was once her dinner plate. "But looks like you showed it who's boss innit?"
Ohhh so she had that kind of convo with the Sorting Hat. Tenacius slapped his foot onto his hovering cruiser and caught it with his hand before making himself at home on the Hufflepuff benches. Because if no one invited Gryffindors in, Gryffindors usually invited themselves hah. "Slytherin fam huh? Well my dad was Slytherin too, so like you I thought I'm totally a shoo-in for there, but yeah me and the Hat, had some good talking. Dun make much sense at the time, but I'm starting to see what it says about me being a better fit with the Lions than the Snakes." Although there was that aspect about the Hat offering him a choice between the Lions and the Eagles, but that would just muddle the issue at hand. "Maybe you can try to recall what the Hat said to you that made It put you here? It can see into your soul y'know. Maybe the hat thinks you're…." uhm what Hufflepuff traits are there that wasn’t on the list of things Selina just said "…patient?" Was that a Hufflepuff trait? Sure is one of the most redeeming qualities his mom has. And protectiveness. Probably one of the reasons he's still in one piece.
Selina looked down at her shattered plate, her last piece chicken no longer edible due to the shards of china plate covering it. "Judging by the state of my hand I think the chicken might have won that fight" She said.
Now that she'd gotten over the initial shock of cutting herself, and the dizziness caused from the sight of blood had begun to wear off, she could now fill the aching pain in her cut hand.
The boy slid down onto the bench next to her and she automatically moved over to make more room for him. She decided, that this person wasn't to bad. She'd never really had a friend before, but maybe she could try. After all hadn't the stupid hat said something about kindness..? She pushed that thought out of her head. Never in her life had someone described her as kind.
The boy was talking again, apparently his family had been Slytherin as well, but here he was wearing the red and gold of the lion.
Recall what the hat had said about why she was in Hufflepuff!? Bhe didn't think anything the hat had said even fit her. Good with plants, kind, loyal? She wasn't any of those things was she. "Patience?" she questioned raising an eyebrow and indicting toward her broken plate, "I'm not really sure that counts as patient." "I don't know, nothing the hat said made much sense, it was like it was talking about someone else. Kindness, Loyalty, Leadership, an affinity with plants. I've never even planted anything in my life. They said the same thing about my wand when I got it from Ollivander's. But that's just not me..."
She looked down at her broken plate, she was still kinda hungry, and she was feeling very awkward talking to this boy. She felt she had said to much, and she wasn't used to really talking to anyone, not like this. Not about herself. "How can I be described as kind when I've never even had a friend before...." She whispered, and then hoped the boy hadn't heard.
She had definitely said to much now. She didn't even know this boys name.
Making his way over, he spotted quiiiiiite a few new faces! Smiling faces! Well, for the MOST part. He waved eagerly at his crew, and nodded politely at the Friar. What happy times! What wonderful, happy times this was! Paul couldn't HELP but grin from ear to ear.
"Well, WELCOME to Hufflepuff all you new badgers! And welcome back, the rest of you!" he said loudly enough for them to hear. "Just came by to say HI and to chat briefly before I return to my seat." He nodded and spotted a newly sorted, quite disgruntled first year Hufflepuff [Selina]. He overheard a bit of her conversation with Mr. Salander. Hmmm. "You're not happy with your placement, m'dear?" he asked gently.
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Ariadne still felt sort of strange sitting at a completely different house table. She felt out of place and kind of like everybody was here looking for Hufflepuffs, and here she was...a Slytherin. Just then, she heard someone calling out her name, and oddly enough, it wasn't even a Hufflepuff. It was a Gryffindor! "Hey, Mel!" she said, smiling at the Gryffindor girl. Okay, so now she didn't feel so out of place. There were Gryffindors here, too! "How was your summer?"
Then there was Carl, the one Ariadne had come for in the first place. "Thanks," she said, responding to his welcome. She turned to the others, Brady, Katerina, and Esme. She knew two of them from classes, but Brady was one she hadn't been introduced to yet. "I know Katerina. We dueled last school year. I know Esme from classes, but Brady's a new one for me. Nice to meet you, Brady." As for Katerina and Esme... "I've been alright. I had an amazing summer. We didn't really go anywhere, but I was so happy to see my mom and dad again. How was your holiday?" She nodded toward Carl. "You know Vivian Kye? They're awesome," she said. She was SUPER happy to have them in Slytherin with her, too. The common room had been getting kind of dull with just Mason being around her age. Mason was fun to be around, but she was ready for he group to grow.
Looking up, she saw Azura waving and smiled and waved along. "Hey, Azura! It was awesome. I didn't want it to end," she answered. "Did you have a good one?" She just bet her fellow second year DID. Azura seemed to have lots of friends, so Ariadne figured that had kept her busy.
Ariadne felt all odd again when the house ghost AND the Head of House arrived. "Maybe I should go back to my own house table," she said to her Hufflepuff friends.
Ability is nothing without Opportunity | | Creativity is Intelligence having FUN
The chicken won the fight? "Eh, looks more like it took a nibble out of yah. No big deal, you still CRUSHED it." he chuckled.
But he did kinda see how she fit in Hufflepuff, despite her doubts of the hat and herself. "Maybe those Hufflepuff traits still needs to bloom." Plant references heh. Her HoH would be so proud of him right now. "Listen, if you're truly Slytherin, you probably wouldn’t even be so ready to talk to me. Or be so easily accepting of my scarf." he nudged his head at her bandaged hand. "As far as I could tell, Slytherins can be incredibly fussy." Anxiety issues, elitism issues and whatever else. "And you don’t strike me as that. "
"Welp you're talking to me now so... I can be your friend." Unless she didn’t really like him then that’s fine by him too "I'm Tenacius. What's your name?"
But oh hey it’s the PlantMan "Hey wzup Professor Myers!" the little drummer boy greeted the banjo aficionado as he stood from his seat. "Just tryin t'help out Sir." Younguns aftermath with the Sorting Hat. He's been there.
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Making his way over, he spotted quiiiiiite a few new faces! Smiling faces! Well, for the MOST part. He waved eagerly at his crew, and nodded politely at the Friar. What happy times! What wonderful, happy times this was! Paul couldn't HELP but grin from ear to ear.
"Well, WELCOME to Hufflepuff all you new badgers! And welcome back, the rest of you!" he said loudly enough for them to hear. "Just came by to say HI and to chat briefly before I return to my seat." He nodded and spotted a newly sorted, quite disgruntled first year Hufflepuff [Selina]. He overheard a bit of her conversation with Mr. Salander. Hmmm. "You're not happy with your placement, m'dear?" he asked gently.
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The chicken won the fight? "Eh, looks more like it took a nibble out of yah. No big deal, you still CRUSHED it." he chuckled.
But he did kinda see how she fit in Hufflepuff, despite her doubts of the hat and herself. "Maybe those Hufflepuff traits still needs to bloom." Plant references heh. Her HoH would be so proud of him right now. "Listen, if you're truly Slytherin, you probably wouldn’t even be so ready to talk to me. Or be so easily accepting of my scarf." he nudged his head at her bandaged hand. "As far as I could tell, Slytherins can be incredibly fussy." Anxiety issues, elitism issues and whatever else. "And you don’t strike me as that. "
"Welp you're talking to me now so... I can be your friend." Unless she didn’t really like him then that’s fine by him too "I'm Tenacius. What's your name?"
But oh hey it’s the PlantMan "Hey wzup Professor Myers!" the little drummer boy greeted the banjo aficionado as he stood from his seat. "Just tryin t'help out Sir." Younguns aftermath with the Sorting Hat. He's been there.
"I only took the scarf because I was in shock," she said, and then smiled. A proper actual smile that lit up her face, and it was probably her first true smile in a very long time, not a smirk or a grin that seemed to shout I'm better than you, but an actual smile. She didn't say anything when he mentioned some of the less desirable Slytherin traits after all, fussy, anxiety issues & elitism issues could all be used to describe her most of the time. But then she wasn't exactly oozing an aura of 'I'm better than you' right now like she often did. And this boy wanted to be her friend, had asked to be her friend, something she had never experienced before. "Maybe, but I still think yellow is going to clash with my skin," she was joking now, she definitely felt better. Maybe just maybe she'd find peace with this house. "I'd be honoured to be your friend. Selina is my name."
Selina turned to look at the professor who had just arrived, her new head of house. She wasn't sure how to answer the HoH's question now. She still had her doubts about being a Hufflepuff. "I Just don't feel like I'm going to fit in here, sir" She said uncertainly. The smile on her face wavered a bit as she was sure he was going to mention the broken plate, or her treatment to the sorting hat.
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