After being sorted into Gryffindor, Cordelia ran down to claim a spot right in the middle of the table where everything exciting was sure to happen. She plonked herself down on the bench, grinning ear to ear. Finally, she was actually here at Hogwarts! It all seemed so real now. Before she could only imagine what it was like to be here based off things she had heard. ”Hello, Gryffindor!” The small girl shouted to no one in particular. Was Maeve here? Cordelia looked around for the other first years who had been sorted into Gryffindor. Those people would be her roommates. It would be weird sharing a room with other people. Now, when did they get food? This was a feast after all.

Ok... here goes nothing...

Walking into the Great Hall Stella headed straight to the Gryffindor table, which was a bit weird seeing how they had to wait to be seated last term. The events of last term feast fresh in her mind, haunting her as their now ex Headmaster and his minions slowly started taking over one by one. Although on a happier note, she remembered that this time last year, she was waiting to be sorted, waiting anxiously to see what house she was going to be sorted in. She was no longer a firstie she was now a second year and moving up on the Hogwarts ranks, if that was a thing. Eh... didn't think it was, but hey she was no longer a firstie!

Seeing a girl she never met before she looked over and smiled at her reckoning she was a first year. "Hello welcome to Gryffindor!" She remembered all the warm welcomes she gotten when she was sorted into Gryffindor, now half of them were her friends. Although she had tons of friends from other houses as well, like Beth and her best friend Oceanus who was a Claw! That was the great thing about Hogwarts so magical and a chance to meet people from your house and others.

With the sorting ceremony still ongoing for the last few first years, Drewett tried his best to discreetly make his way to the Gryffindor table before the welcoming speech. He had offered tiny smiles at the ones he knew as he passed by. He made a mental note to catch up with some of his other friends later or tomorrow, whenever time permitted. But right now, he was only here for one person.

"I-I wasn't surprised," Drewett said once he reached Dia's place in the lions' table. This new set-up was going to take some time to adjust, but he knew his unbiological little sister was... a tough cookie, for an eleven year old. "Hey...." The fourteen year old sat for a bit beside the younger Stemp House resident. His visit was only temporary, but he nodded and smiled at Stella in greeting.

Maybe Rylee or Kodee or Maeve was around here somewhere too.

This was weird, wasn’t it?

Lucas vividly remembered last year: getting on the boats, waiting to be Sorted, being very scared that he wasn’t going to get Sorted anywhere..... And now he was here, arriving at Hogwarts with all the other cool older kids, not having to worry about any kind of Sorting. It was a weird feeling.

The best part? He wasn’t soaked this time and he wasn’t the centre of attention! Sure, he still felt nervous but not having eyes watching him was more his, uh, cup of pumpkin juice.

The boy patted down his tie absentmindedly as he made his way over to the Gryffindor table. His green eyes immediately scanned the table for his sister, even standing up on his tippy toes to see that head of curly hair, because she had to be here, right? He’d lost her somewhere on the train and it looked like she wasn’t here either so he’d have to sit near, uh...... some of the newer people?

Lucas sat down on an empty seat - which, there were plenty of! - and looked around at the people sitting there properly. His eyes immediately landed on a Ravenclaw boy (Drew) he didn’t really know but, uh, wasn’t going to disturb. The second year just kind of smiled awkwardly and moved on.....

....... to a girl (Cordelia) he didn’t know either. Merlin, give him a break. But she had just been sorted, hadn’t she? Thinking of Prefect Abra - where was he?! - Lucas decided to say something. Because Prefect Abra. It was his logic. "Hey! Congrats! On, you know, the Sorting," This was awkward. Prefect Abra would NOT be proud. "I’m Lucas, by the way." Smile.

Trying not to think about how little air there was, the second year looked around again until his eyes landed on a familiar face. He tried not to sigh in relief but he did smile before saying, "Hey, Stella! Can you believe we’re second years?" Crazy!

Zoryn ignored everyone on her way to take a seat (yes, even Lucas). She was a seventh year now, socializing with anyone below the age of 15 would ruin her image. And if there's one thing seventh year was meant for, it was the upkeep of her image.

@ everyone sat at Gryffindor table, no offense, but thank u, next.

Yes, that is right. Zoryn Spinnet just walked from one side of the Gryffindor table, passed by EVERYONE without saying a single word, before stopping at the VERY END of the OTHER SIDE of the Gryffindor table table and sat down by herself. Ugh, where the heck was Faith? She was the only one that mattered.

Maddie plopped down on a seat at the Gryffindor table. How had she ended up here?? She was in no way brave or anything like what they were known for! She loved her books, studying, everything not to do with a gryffindor. Sighing she rested her chin on her folded hands with her elbows on the table looking at those around her. She wondered where Maeve might be but then again wouldn't recognize her she was sure. All she knew was what Isa had told her before she left Castelobruxo.

She could've done with some more entertainment during the train ride there, but Anna wasn't going to complain. Having managed to totally avoid her brother for the rest of the journey there AND for the carriage ride, the Gryffindor Captain was in a very good mood when she entered the Great Hall, making her way to the BEST table there with a big smile on her face.

Her favourite thing was not being one of the first ones there because she could then do what she did:

Standing pretty much in the centre of where most of her housemates were sitting - except Zoryn, but Anna was most definitely not going to complain about that either -, the now fifth year held her arms wide open and proclaimed "WELCOME TO GRYFFINDOR! I HOPE YOU ALL TRY OUT FOR QUIDDITCH!" to those who could be bothered to pay attention. She'd make sure to approach those who didn't pay attention later. Unless they were certain people. She wouldn't necessarily mind if certain people didn't try out that year. That'd make her life easier but she didn't always want an easy life, so heyho, show her what you got!

Before deciding on where to sit, Anna took a look at the Dais to see if she could spot some familiar faces - which she did, her gaze fixing upon professor O'Hara for slightly longer as she smiled, not knowing whether the woman would see it, but that didn't matter. Imagine if SHE was their Head of House? That'd be nice.

Heey, that was an interesting looking professor! She looked tough. Anna approved of that. The sight of yet another one of their new teachers made Anna laugh. Had she just planted a kiss on the new Headmaster's cheek!? What a character! Anna couldn't wait to meet them!

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no oh nooooooooes.

Toddles made a boo boo and Toddles was not even sure how he had. One minute he had been sitting and cuddling with Fluffsies and Cheeksies, being a very hospitable elf and giving them the tour of their new home and telling them all sorts of stories that Nimma had told him....but then Toddles blinked and Fluffsies was GONE.

With so many Mister Masters and Missus Mistresses and studentsies around...what if Fluffsies got stepped on?!

Floppy ears even more limp than usual, Toddles was on all fours crawling and caaaaarefully inspecting every crack in the cobbly stone floors in case Fluffsies may have slipsies into them. Crawling and crawling and crawling some more, Toddles made his way to the Gryffindor table and crawled right on under it and over the tops of all the feetsies of the studentsies. His boney elbows and knees over their shoes making a very pointed entrance.

"Fluffsies? Fluffsies? Toddles looking for you, Fluffsies!"

Eventually, Harri made her way to the Gryffindor table with small hesitant steps. She still couldn't quite wrap her head around that she was headed for the scarlet and gold instead of the black and yellow entourage. She thought, and believed, she was going to be a Hufflepuff but Mr. Old Sorting Hat thought otherwise. And asgjdfkbdkgblg it was that. She was a Gryffindor now. Might as well make the most out of it. Briefly, she wondered if her family would be disappointed that she wasn't a Hufflepuff.

...But was immediately brought back to the present by an older girl's (Anna) loud announcement of Quidditch tryouts (OoooOOooooh. That sounded FUN! Were first years allowed in on that?) as she distractedly took a seat next to a boy (Lucas) who said something about being a second year. "Hi!" She offered in greeting.

And now Harri, the messy haired one, was slowly forgetting her earlier dilemmas: not being sorted into Hufflepuff and the disappearance of her toad, while she watched the interactions in the table. It didn't seem THAT bad, after all. Maybe Gryffindor will grow on her.

MAYBE.

Barely a few minutes into her seat, though, Harri felt something press on the tops of her feet, making her lean back on her seat to check under the table, as if an animal was climbing over them. And it was exactly what's happening although instead of a mere animal, it was a house elf. One she knew. "OH! Toddles! Whatever are you doing under there?"

The rain hadn’t dimmed Stasya’s spirits too much. Not when it had only taken a charm or two to make sure she wasn’t walking into the Great Hall looking like a drowned rat, although there was a part of her that wanted to make sure that Dobby and Albus were safely inside the barns, warm and dry. It could wait until after the feast, especially as a glance toward the staff dais once she’d stepped through the doors proved that certain professors were back. She knew Professor Wayland wouldn’t let her pets suffer, and the presence of Professor Stewart, Professor Kennedy and even Professor O’Hara helped her opinion that this term would be good. At least, it couldn’t be as bad as last term was, even if she’d done decently on her OWLs and had every confidence that she’d manage to follow in Ollie’s footsteps and accomplish becoming an Animagus after all their work the past couple terms.

The demeanor at the Gryffindor table, though, was oddly quiet. Anna, excluded, but then she knew the Quidditch captain could be counted on for excitement. Usually, though, so was Zoryn and yet she was quiet. Plus, she was starting to weirdly miss the presence of Théo. He was another one who generally tried to cause excitement, but they were going to have to do without. She’d still given Zoryn a smile as she passed the older girl, heading for a seat closer to the others at the table. “Welcome to Gryffindor!,” she said brightly to the newcomers (Maddie, Cordelia and Harri), echoing Anna, who also got a smile, at a slightly lower level of sound.

Plus, she gave Lucas and Stella a smile as well. “How’s Patches doing?” She genuinely was curious about the little rabbit, after everything that happened at the end of term plus the summer away. That and she gave Drew a smile as well. Welcome to everyone.

Even Toddles, apparently. “Who’s Fluffsies, Toddles? Can we help you find them?”

Isla being the optimistic one wanted to say hello to everyone as soon as she got to her house table. Where was Rylee?! She wanted to see and hug her the most. Having a senior cousin whom she trust, adored and would always watch her back was a great relief! Hogwarts would be a very different place if her cousins weren't there to help her feel welcome.

"Hello, everyone (Stella, Cordelia, Lucas, Anna, Maddie and yes even Zoryn!)" she greeted, a beaming smile glows on her face.


Oh look, she recognized Harri from Diagon Alley! "Harri, remember me? Isla! I'm so happy we are sorted in the same house!" The eleven-year-old smiled at the Gryffindor Prefect (Stasya). Oh...she seemed so nice! "Thank you, I can't wait to start the year." Isla grinned.

Oh? An elf (Toddles) on his fours under the table? Fluffsies? Awwwww......"Did you lose something? We can help!" Isla was happy to help!

Honestly the gryffindor table was the last place that Melody wanted to be right now. She hadn't exactly cared about what house she got sorted into. A house was a house. But her mood had soured when Miles had been sorted into Ravenclaw. That stupid rag of a hat had separated her from her twin. In her 15 years she had never been separated from her twin. Miles was actually the one person that she liked in this entire world. So being in a different house meant that it was going to be a difficult year. She had been half tempted to demand that hat put them in the same house, but Melody knew that it would not work. She was a Gryffindor and Miles was a Ravenclaw. And it was going to suck.

So she was sat at the Gryffindor table, and she looked like she really did not want to be there at all. That was because she didn't. She just wanted the food to get there, for her to eat and then to go find herself some alone space. And yes. She wasn't going to speak to anyone at this table.

Fourth year. She was no longer one of the younger ones but not quite one of the older ones yet either. Rylee Prichard was smack dab in the middle. Again. Like always. It was alright though because this term was going to be great and she was ready! She had her boyfriend, finger wiggles towards him at the Hufflepuff table and her brother was back with Anni... speaking of which... Rylee clapped loudly when Anni was called up and sorted into Hufflepuff. Cue a double thumbs up to them both at the Hufflepuff table! And this year her cousin was here too! All the best reasons to be in a wonderful mood.

Smiles to everyone as she plopped her behind on the bench. "Hello, everyone! You know I will be, Anna!" Cue a wide grin. Quidditch was one of the activities she enjoyed most and would NOT be dropping.

Rylee smiled waving at Cordelia when she joined the table. Melody got a warm smile as well. As did Harri. Hello there newcomers!

All her attention was pulled from her table and up towards the staff dais were her cousin was being sorted. Cheering loudly she leaped up when Isla joined them. "Issy!" Rylee pulled the younger girl into a tight hug. Yup, she was right. This year was going to be AMAZING!

Zoryn Spinnet had, decidedly, blocked everyone out. The only person who wasn’t getting on her nerves was Théo and it was only because he was in a different country. Literally. Even Dante, who Zoryn normally appreciated for his volume, was making her angry. So, yes. Despite the thread description’s warning against hanger, Zoryn was VERY hangry.

All her years of selective listening had payed off, however, because she was completely oblivious to whatever commotion was taking place at the table. Until.

UNTIL…

UNTIL!!!!!!!!!!

Toddles came around her end of the Gryffindor table and stepped onto Zor’s feet, made the Gryffindor let out a SCREECH… at the same times as she pointed her wand at whatever it was down there to send it a well-aimed Glacius. If there is one thing she had decided to learn at Hogwarts, it was vigilance.

And that the Great Hall was infested with cockroaches.

It was only when she had settled back down when she realized that it wasn’t a cockroach.

Oops!

Honestly, Józef was a little bit gutted that they didn't get to ride the boats again - it had been so much fun last year, and even if he'd noticed the absence of all other years then, he'd forgotten since. The carriage rides just weren't as cool, even if whatever was pulling them was invisible.

The second year had spent a moment in the Entrance Hall rearranging his sling and his hair to ensure maximum coolness before entering the Great Hall and finding a seat at the Gryffindor table near Lucas.

Anna got a nod, too, because he had every intention of taking the sling off as soon as the Quidditch tryouts were announced.

Cheering as other firsties joined their table, Anna gave each of them an enthusiastic wave and grin. "Welcome to the best house ever!!" She kept telling them. Cuties! "Let me know if you're interested in Quidditch!" She added, y'know, just in CASE.

Anna also waved and smiled at incoming people such as Stas, and sent a salute Józef's way. She was happy to be back, surrounded mainly by people she liked.

Hence her beaming at Rylee when the youngest girl sat down and replied. "That," she said, pointing her index finger at the redhead, "is the right answer!" Anna sent her a cheeky grin.

Now, who was that grumpy looking girl (Melody)? She looked much older than a first year and most definitely did not look pleased to be there. Anna watched her for a bit to see if she'd interact with anyone and was ready to send her a friendly smile and a wave in case the girl looked her way. If not, then whaaaaatever!

It was then that she felt something on her feet and averted her gaze from the grumpy girl to under the table, just in time to see a house-elf crawling away. She scoffed. "We're definitely back at Hogwarts!" Nothing was too strange anymore.

Looking at (Drew) she smiled politely at him and gave him a little wave. Hearing a familiar voice calling her name, she turned and saw Lucas her lion buddy! "Hey, I know it's hard to believe, how was the rest of your summer?" shd asked him curiously. Of course she seen him at the park bench but that seemed ages ago. Looking at Anna she smiled. "This year is our year, the lions are on the prowl! she said confidently.


Seeing Toddles on the floor looking around she frowned. " Fluffies, what kind Toddles?" she asked him. "Maybe we can help, we don't want you to get in trouble." That wouldn't be good for poor Toddles.


Seeing Stassy she smiled happily at her. "He's doing wonderful, how's Albus and Dobby?" she asked wondering how they were as well. After what happened last term she wondered if they were ok. After she heard one of the Bowtruckles died at the hands of that horrible man, she was scared of leaving the poor creatures behind. She remembered one time her and Oceanus visited the barn and cleaned it up some.


Smiling back at Isla she nodded. "Welcome to Gryffindor, I'm Stella a second year. she said proudly. She loved being a lion, and she made tons of friends last year, this year she was going to make more! Seeing Rylee she smiled once again, she was glad to see her. "Rylee hi! How was the rest of your summer?" she asked.

Toddles continued his tragic journey on all fours in search for his Fluffsies, calling his beloved pet's name over and over again under his breath while his elbows and knees continued to abuse the shoes of the studentsies. Pausing ever so briefly to look over his shoulder (HAD THAT SHUFFLE BEHIND HIM BEEN FLUFFSIES?!), Toddles was greeted with an icy blast that had him never going back. Past steps would be past steps. Yup.

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEOUCH!" Toddles wailed as Jack Frost nipped at his nose and ear, promptly turning them into cold cold COLD frozen house elfcicles. So surprised Toddles was that he jumped to his feet, but even small elfsies like Toddles were taller than the underside of the long tables in the Great Hall and the back of his head STRUCK its underside with a loud THUD. His large round eyes were full of water and leaking as he crawled out from under the table, lopsided and top-heavy from his frozen bits.

"Oh, Missus Hurry!" Toddles lamented when he saw he had crawled out near one of the studentsies he had met in Diagon Alley. She had been ever so helpful, along with Missus Vanilla, in helping Toddles purchase Cheeksies with Mister Master Headmaster's galleons. "Toddles is looking for HIS Fluffsies. Toddles looked away only for a bit, Toddles did. But when Toddles look back, HIS Fluffsies was not in its home!"

Turning his head towards Missus Stasya and one of the new little missus, an obvious tilt thanks to his frozen ear, a few extra large drops fell from his saucer sized eyes. "Toddles' pet. Toddles promise to take good case of HIS Fluffsies! Toddles must find HIS Fluffsies before HIS Fluffsies gets stepped on!"

What if Fluffsies already HAD?! No no. Not possible. His Fluffsies was too cute for stepping feetsies.

"Toddles not sure what HIS Fluffsies is," Toddles pouted at the Missus Stella. "But Toddles no no names of many creatures. Toddles already forget the creature name of the fluffy scrub brushy he named Cheeksies." But Missus Hurry would remember. "Toddles can say that HIS Fluffsies is small and pinksies and Toddles'." The elf nearly growled the last bit in innocent possessiveness. Or maybe not so innocent. "HIS Fluffsies is so small and cute that Toddles know he will never see anything else as cute as long as Toddles lives! Toddles MUST get HIS Fluffsies back!"

Waiting for Toddles to reply, Harri lifted her head and smiled cheerfully at the older students (Stasya, Rylee, etc) who welcomed her and her fellow newly sorted. She was liking the reception from this side so far. And look! Isla, from Diagon Alley, was there too! "Isla! Me too." Glad that they were in the same house, that is. They had so MANY things to do together in the castle, starting with, "Are you ready to go treas—"

Treasure hunting was what she was going to say but was cut off by a shrill yelp from no other than Toddles, followed by a thud against the table that made Harri not jump but slowly get up from her seat to give the house elf - with a rather wet face - enough space to get out. "Um what..." The newly sorted Gryffindor started to ask but was once again interrupted as Toddles reported that HIS (Toddles was a his, then?) fluffsies was missing.

Fluffsies?

...T O A D?

Did she hear someone say toad? From somewhere not in the Gryffindor table?

...but all the way from that table over there? The Hufflepuff table? "ME! Me! I lost my toad!" Did she say it loud enough for the Hufflepuffs to hear or for some other people to tell whoever has her toad that it was HER toad (hopefully it WAS her toad)? Sorry Toddles, but Missus Hurry had lost her, er, not-so-fluffsies, too. And now she was more focused on getting her toad back (it WAS her toad, right?!) than on Toddles. Ah, the attention span of an eleven year old.

Although at the sound of 'fluffy scrub brushy' Harri turned back to Toddles for like a sec. "You named the hamster Cheeksies?" So CUTE. But a growling Toddles was not.

Abra couldn't remember a first day back at school where he was feeling as relaxed as he was now. Or... okay, maybe not relaxed, but definitely not as anxious as usual. Perhaps it was something to do with the knowledge that this was his final year, that the end was in sight, or maybe because the obscene levels of stress that had comprised last year were more or less (hopefully) over. Well, whatever it was, it was a good feeling.

Since he had been helping shepherd the stragglers along from the carriages to the castle, and had then got a little caught up in conversation out in the Entrance Hall, Abra was a little delayed in getting to the Gryffindor table. A lot of people were already there, it looked like. Whoops.

Really, Abra wanted to sit with Dante, but he also wanted to get himself seated as soon as possible - perhaps he'd seek him out and relocate after the food had appeared. For now, Abra took the first available seat in the nearest crowd of people. "Hey everyone," he greeted those he knew, flashing smiles in what felt like every direction. "Oh!" New faces! "Welcome to Gryffindor!" That part was, of course, directed at all the newcomers to the table, of which there seemed to be a healthy amount. "My name's Abra."

Now then, what was this about a Fluffsies? Something to do with Toddles? "Uhhh..." Abra said intelligently, craning his head around to get a look at the elf. From what he could gather, something small, cute, and fluffy was on the loose, so he made a mental note to take extra special care where he put his feet.

It was hard to miss Zoryn Spinnet when she entered the room and Lucas didn't. But, while he smiled and even raised a hand to give her a wave - because she remembered him, didn't she? You don't work together on a bandaging task and FORGET the other person - she...... uh, walked past.

.........

Oh. Okay. Uh.

The smile vanished and he awkwardly pretended he'd wanted to pat his hair. Yeah. That's what he was doing. Patting his curly hair and looking down at the table, trying and failing not to look as awkward as he felt. Or as stupid. Or, or-

His thoughts were broken off by the sudden LOUD announcement from someone. Eyes widened as he just looked at the Captain, a slightly taken aback look on his face. Sure, this was normal for her and he knew that now, but that still didn't mean he wasn't surprised. Especially when she shouted like that. He tried not to squirm in his seat and just..... ignored her.

Sorry. No Quidditching for this Dakest.

He didn't think he'd ever be grateful for a complete stranger (Harri) choosing to sit next to him but he was. This time. Just this once. Maybe. It meant a distraction from the Captain and her loudness but it still didn't mean that Lucas felt any less awkward. Just relieved. "Hey! Welcome to Gryffindor!" He wanted to tell her that not everyone was as loud as, well, you know, but he figured that that might be something she could find out on her own. "I'm Lucas, by the way. Are you excited?" He certainly was and it was his second year here!

More and more people were starting to appear - this table was getting PACKED and he....... wasn't sure how to feel. There were a lot of 'hello's to go around but all he wanted to do was go to bed. It was probably because of this that he only really gave a wave and a smile and maybe even the smallest of "Hey!"s to Prefect Stasya and then Rylee when they appeared. They, uh, did recognise him, right?

Prefect Abra, however, got an even bigger smile and a slightly bigger wave and a bigger "Hey!" because...... uh, just because. He didn't know what to ask or say - even if he wanted to ask and say something - or where to start so he just.... smiled. Just smiled. Hello.

Hard to believe? Lucas nodded enthusiastically at Stella because it was hard to believe, wasn't it? "It was good! I had a lot of camping trips with my siblings." Granted, it was in their back yard but it still counted as a camping trip. "How was yours? Are you ready to be back?"

It wasn't long before other newly sorted people were being sorted into Gryffindor as well and he..... had a problem. While he wanted to greet the newly sorted Gryffindors and was on a role so it was EASY, he was also starting to feel more and more uncomfortable as time went by and there were new faces and and-

Breathe.

One new Gryffindor (Isla) he greeted by giving her a smile and a wave and even a, "Hey! Welcome to Gryffindor. I'm, uh, Lucas, by the way." Hello. But then there was another new Gryffindor (Melody) he...... didn't say anything to. Not because he didn't want to but because she looked like she didn't want to be disturbed so he just.... smiled. Awkwardly. Hello.

It was a relief, another relief, when another familiar face showed up and sat down near him. "Hey, Jó-"

..........

UH. Was that a SLING?!

"What happened to your ARM?!" he blurted out before he could help himself. But he couldn't help himself because look at his arm! His eyes found the Captain again and he found himself asking something else before he could stop himself. "Are you still going to be able to play Quidditch?" Because he needed to make banners. Big banners for Emma and Jó during their match-

..........

And then there was commotion.

Lots of noise, lots of talking and even a great big THUMP.

Lucas froze where he sat, his eyes as wide as galleons and his heart going THUMP THUMP THUMP as he sat there. He tried to make sense of what was going on around him but it took a while for his brain to catch up but once it did......

...... was that....... a house elf?! Woah! He hadn't seen many of them around Hogwarts before.

Curiosity got the better of him and he tried to sit up straighter to get a better look at the elf when he approached the girl sitting near him (Harri). And they...... knew each other?! What? How did someone who had JUST been Sorted know a house elf who worked at Hogwarts?! How?? Lucas didn't understand.

He opened his mouth to ask - because he HAD to know, okay?! - but the girl was screaming about a toad and he..... uh, he shook his head and decided to drop it. As for the elf - who was called Toddles, according to everyone and the elf himself - he didn't do anything. Or say anything.

But he was still confused.

And there was a creature on the loose?? A pet? Called Fluffsies??

UH.

Lucas stole a glance over at Jó to see how he was taking this. A silent glance that said a million and one things even if he didn't. He was learning a lot during this one feast - like how house elves have PETS - and it was starting to feel too much for his brain

Was the food coming soon?

No one? NO ONE?

Toddles' face fell as more and more studentsies were no help to poor Toddles and his plight. Toddles had to find HIS Fluffsies! HAD TO! Even Missus Hurry, whom Toddles had thought was a friend to Toddles, was already thinking about something else. A toad of ALL THINGS! Toads were not HIS Fluffsies. Toads were not cute and fluffy and cuddly and loveable and squeaksies and ugly UGLY colors. HIS Fluffsies was perfect!

"Toddles no wants to talk about Cheeksies! Toddles wants to find his Fluffsies!" he barked in elfish high pitchness at the girl.

So it was with a frown that Toddles stomped his elfy feet and turned with a HUFF. The weight of his frozen ear nearly caused him to fall over he was SO distraught. But Toddles' frozen nose and frozen ear didn't bother him. Not really anyway. The PAIN of being separated from his Fluffsies was much much worse.

Not even Misters Abra and Lucas wanted to help Toddles! Toddles knews their family who had been so kind to Hogwarts. Toddles makes sure never to fluff their pillows or iron their robes again! Not that Toddles does these things to begin with; not so good with the ironing, Toddles was not.

STOMPING his feet for a few paces before getting on his hands and knees once again, Toddles LEFT the Gryffindor table in favor of continuing his search ELSEWHERE.

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...T O A D?

Did she hear someone say toad? From somewhere not in the Gryffindor table?

...but all the way from that table over there? The Hufflepuff table? "ME! Me! I lost my toad!" Did she say it loud enough for the Hufflepuffs to hear or for some other people to tell whoever has her toad that it was HER toad (hopefully it WAS her toad)?

....

Coming over from the Hufflepuff table - wait...had that been Toddles just now crawling...never mind - Derf's baby blues scanned its occupants for the younger girl he had heard earlier proclaiming the toad to be hers. Coming to a stop in front of her, the seventh year gingerly held the toad up with his still very much muddied up hands and a warm smile on his chiseled features. "Is this your toad?" he asked gently. "I found them hopping around outside the castle walls. Reckon they were looking for you." And heading towards the Black Lake and then she likely never would have seen it again. But, you know, he was getting good at not rambling so much now. Also reckoned that saying that would make her cry and he really did not fancy upsetting her further. Losing track of a familiar was rough enough as it was.

His briefly glanced around the rest of the table, an urge to mingle with some of his friends here rather prominent if he was being honest. Also, was Zoryn just being her usual dose of dramatic with the screech? Or did he need to be genuinely concerned?

Also...Toddles? What was that house elf up to? He had entirely missed whatever had happened here earlier and only now caught up slipping under the Slytherin house table.

Zoryn didn't know what Toddles was going on about, nor did she care. Because the food was out on the table now and Zoryn had plans.

Plans that included slipping a love-at-first-sight potion into the pumpkin juice. CHEERS, Gryffindors! Don't worry, it'd only last for six hours maximum. Maybe seven. Honestly, she wasn't too sure. But definitely not more than a full day. It was a harmless prank. And it'd only make you fall in love with one person... The first person you see... What could possibly go wrong!?

She was going to get her seventh year legacy one way or another. Pouring herself a glass of pumpkin juice (as to not look guilty), she took a HUGE (fake) gulp.

BOTTOMS UP!