The train ride seemed to be faster than Faye could remember, but it was likely just due to the fact that she had zoned out for the most of the ride to the school because they'd already arrived and she was already back in the school halls after last term, which seemed to almost rush back into the redhead's thoughts of the events that conspired not too long ago.

The now sixth year badger was still surprised that she had returned here after all of those discussions with her parents over the summer about returning to Hogwarts. There was a large part of her that felt defiant to allow those events define her present or her future. That was a good way to describe how she had felt this passed summer, defiant with a touch of resilience. Maybe that was what had eventually had convinced Faye's parents to allow their only child to return in the end. To not live in fear. And they were so proud of their strong girl for that.

When she made her way into the Great Hall, as she had been doing these passed several years, it appeared that she was one of the first to arrive. Count on her to arrive early....or was it that the numbers of returning students was really going to show in this moment when the sorting ceremony would start?

The redhead had no idea as she made her way over towards her house table taking up residency on one of the benches, immediately getting settled. Faye then let out a calming breath as she waited for the arrival of...anyone...

The Hufflepuff table was not what he had envisioned he would end up at yet here he was. After his long sorting and eventually becoming a hatstall between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, the Hat had decided to sort him in to the latter of the two Houses.

Standing near the table now, his eyes once again moved over to look at the Ravenclaw table before eventually he sat down. He never had given this House much thought and he only knew that his older brother had stayed here up until last year.

Wishing that he had brought a book with him, but it was in the trunk at the moment, Daniel looked around the Great Hall once more before his dark brown eyes went over to the staff table and he had to stifle a laugh.

A man wearing electric blue robes and bright orange bow tie was the source of his near laughter and he wondered if the man had been late for the feast and had grabbed the first pieces of clothing he could find. The color combination was screaming and he wasn't sure if it screamed fashion or disaster.

Not wanting to draw too much attention to himself as he stared at the staff table , Daniel looked back at the House table and waited until the food arrived.

This was harder than Gemma Kitridge could think it would be and she thought it was going to be hard. No Hope next to her and no mum up at the staff table. At least she could write letters to Hope. Gemma came into the hall quiet, but put a smile on her face. She would not bring down anyone else just because she felt the way she did.

Headed over to the table she smiled at the others, "Hey", hey? What was hey? Though she went to say something else Gemma decided hey was enough, hey was the only thing that sounded normal coming out of her mouth and she didn't want to say something dumb. Glancing at the staff table she looked away quickly, seeing her aunt wasn't the issue, it was just wanting to see another blonde at that place that had her truning to look away from that table.

Scarlett had ZERO expectations as to what House she would be sorted into, and even though it WAS cool to be in the same house as her mum AND nana, she didn't see it as a massive deal.

The happy, skippy and smiley young girl arrived at the yellow table, taking a random seat without looking whom she was sitting next to. She did notice the boy (Daniel) was looking at the staff table, so she gazed that way too and let out a laugh. "That's brilliant!!!!!!!!!!" She exclaimed, meaning the LOOK of that man over there wearing electric blue robes and an ORANGE bow tie. "He's the coolest teacher EVER!!!!!!!!!!" Not that she KNEW him, but it was OBVIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!

She heard a 'hey' and turned towards the girl (Gemma). "Hey!" She replied before looking at the OTHER girl (Faye) too. "Hey!!"

Mamie sat near the back of the Great Hall after her little conversation with Upstead outside. She rested her chin on her hand, with her elbow on the table, while she stared at the professors sitting at the staff table, not paying too close attention to the sorting. Trent she knew, well, no, she didn't know him, but she did at least know what he looked like. And Upstead had said he was fair, so she hoped she'd get to know him, finally. And the lady next to him might be the new Divination professor. But the man on Trent's other side--in Aguilar's spot--who was that???

She sighed dejectedly and tried to refocus her attention on the sorting. Nam, yeah, that was Noah's little sister she had met, a Ravenclaw, apparently. There was also a Yoon, who she wondered if he was related to Minjae. She'd have to ask later. She cheered for everybody (obviously), but louder for the Hufflepuffs. It was nice to get new housemates, since some had left.

There were even some older students who got sorted into Hufflepuff, which Mamie hadn't seen before. Transfer students, maybe? She had heard there were other wizarding schools, so they must have come from one of those.

The steam pouring out of Mal's ears hadn't fully abated by the time she reached the Hufflepuff table, but it was calming down some. She could have made it stop completely but the third-year was wallowing and wallowing and wallowing.

Hufflepuff? really? really? REALLY? She let her face fall flat onto the table surface, welcoming the thud of pain. GOOD. she hoped her nose was broken (it wasn't), then her moms could sue the teachers for negligence and they have to give them tons of money, that would show them.
Vaguely, Mal was aware of the others around her. words of their conversations occasionally catching her attention only for Mal to remember she was angry, and therefore uninterested.

but if anyone wanted to ask her how she was- well, that would be terrible but she supposed it would be not so terrible that she couldn't brave through her pain.