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Javier Vélez

"Javier Velez!" after hearing its name and what the hat said to him and finnaly shout "GRIFFINDOR!" HE practically jumped! and gave back the hat and rushed to the Griffindor table when he saw "YES! JASMINE WHERE ON THE SAME HOUSE! see I told you you where not going to be you know where!, I'm so happy I could hug you!, I wonder where is Blair I would so like to see her!" After a while and listening to what the headmaster said "Oh God not the Trywizard tournament! I wanted to participate" waiting for all of his excitement to come down It was still way too much for him his heart was pounding so hard he could even hear his heartbeat!

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Lorraine MacBeth

A few days ago, when Lorraine and her mother had purchased her wand, she had thought that her life was perfect and that she would never be as happy as she was when she had held her wand. However, Lorraine jumped to conclusions often and knew now that she had been wrong. The hat calling out Gryffindor had been the best thing to ever happen. Lorraine had jumped off of the stool and pretty much run to the table. She was ready to mingle and eat. Unfortunately, she had to wait because she was only an "M" and there was still the last half of the alphabet left as far as names would go. It gave her time to look around the table at other students. However, she was silent, which was unusual. As much as she wanted to, she figured that getting into trouble moments after being on the spotlight would not be a good impression. It would prove she was where she belonged, but not a good thing. What if she lost house points? They would be negative and then everyone would hate her.

 

Soon, they were done talking and the food appeared before them. With the smells reaching her nose, she found that she was much hungry then she had originally thought. Lorraine reached for whatever she could. However, even the massive amounts of food before her could not stop her from talking. She heard the first years next year talking about the tournament as well.

 

"You too? I really wanted to be in it too if they ever brought it back! And now they did, but we are only first years!" Lorraine huffed. "I am Lorraine, by the way." It was true that she knew no spells and probably would die, but it was Lorraine and she wanted to be apart of it. Because winning something like that would be something that not everyone did. No one had done it for years since the last time it had happened, someone had died and the bad person came back to the world. But even the prospect of death didn't bother Lorraine. She wanted to do it even though she knew that there was no way for her to get in on the action.

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Cayden Harlow Murray

Cay spluttered. The Tri-wizard Tournament? Wasn't that like dangerous or something? And no Quidditch? She was looking forward to that. She stared determinely at juice as she thought about it. And she was too young anyways to try out. She didn't find that fair, but nothing said life was ever fair, hmm? She satrted eating some of her mased potatos as she heard talking by her. Cay looked at them quizzically and joined in.

 

Judging on the girl's attitude, she was mad about something. She caught her saying her name though. Cay stopped eatig for a few moments and spoke up. "So I am going to guess you all are upset that we are first years and they are holding the tournament?" she said, making sure she was right. "Me too," she ssaid, then adding," I'm Cay by the way," she said to the group, smiling.

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Aoi Bianchi

Aoi frowned. "Now look, you two got them all riled up over nothing! Students play quiddich a couple times a year just for fun. No one's going to die without a year of Quiddich just think about how much practice you'll get from it." he commented, simply. "So that this time next year you'll be able to try out and get your spot in the Quiddich Team possibly."

 

Lai smiled. "Beanstalk's only saying that because he doesn't like flying! He said so on thetraindidchuBeanstalk?" Lai was smiling widely and starting to get bored and full he couldn't eat everything here, this was a dream come true, if anything.... "HI I'm Lai." He held out a slightly sticky hand. "This is Beanstalk and he's Meat."

 

He threw a thumb over towards Tristan. "You can call me Tater if you want." He admited, simply.

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Javier Vélez

"Hi Loraine nice too meet you as well Cay, you know the excitement of the tournament?! oh God still I wont miss it not for all the galleons of the wizard world" Javier smiled and still wonder what the hat said nevertheless that feast was awesomely tasty

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Simone Valentein

Simvee was pouting. Why was Simvee pouting? Because Quidditch was cancelled, that's why.

 

Also, Simvee was cheering. Why was Simvee cheering? Triwizard tournament, that's why.

 

Sim barely heard the sorting hat's new song in her state of emotional disaster. And she thought being eleven was hard. It was clear to her she had another thing coming now that she was twelve. The names of the ickles went in one year and out the other for her. She didn't recognize any. Didn't particularly care, either. This was a no-stress sorting for her. All she had to do was last until the feast... feast... her mouth watered. Was it just her, or did hearing a bunch of names you didn't recognize make you really, really hungry? Built up an appetite, it did. She chuckled. She was being ridiculous and she loved it.

 

L...M...N...O...P...The list had to be extra long THIS year, didn't it? Of course, Sim thought to herself, it was extra long last year, too, but that was for a different reason entirely. S...T...U...V...Wait, WHAT?

 

Her head snapped off the hand it had been drowsing on. Valentein. She'd definitely heard them call the name Valentein. Only...there were no Valenteins to be sorted this year. Couldn't be. She did a mental head count. Nope, all present and accounted for. Then who was this...this red-haired impostor now headed up to the Gryffindor table?

 

LEGASP! THERE WAS ANOTHER ONE!

 

D:

 

VALENTEIN WANNABES WERE INVADING THE SCHOOL!

 

as if there weren't enough REAL Valenteins to take over the school already.

 

She watched with narrowed eyes as these mysterious children took their seats at the Hufflepuff and Gryffindor tables. Simone was going to have to keep an eye on these young upstart usurpers. She could tell. Before they formed an army of evil Valentein Wannabes.

 

The thought did cross her mind that they were real Valenteins—after all, we "breed like rabbits on speed," to quote a certain serial killer Valentein she knew. But it seemed preposterous to her that she didn't know about them before hand. After all, Simvee made it her job to know everyone's business. Blackmail and game oppurtunities abounded then. She didn't know them. They must be fakes.

 

OBERON VALENTEIN-WANNABE AND CORDELIA VALENTEIN-WANNABE, YOU'D BETTER WATCH OUT! THE COWARDLY LION OF GRYFFINDOR KNOWS WHERE YOU SLEEP!

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Cordelia Valentein

Cordelia almost couldn't believe that the sorting hat had put her into Gryffindor house. Wasn't that where the brave people went? She wasn't really brave, she just liked to stick her tongue out at people. Did that make one brave? Maybe the gold and red house was full of stupid people too. That she could understand. She wasn't always the smartest person. However, when the sorting hat called out her house, she hopped off the little stool and headed towards the table that was clapping, all for her.

 

She basked in her two seconds of fame before sitting down and watching her brother get sorted. While she hoped he could be with her, she knew there was no way he was making it into this house. Not if it was for the brave people. He wasn't the bravest. He'd squealed at a spider the other day and she'd had to squish it with her shoe.

 

So he was going to be a hufflepuff. What was their special talent again? She just remembered not really being to impressed with them when she'd heard about the house. He'd probably fit right in there.

 

When the sorting was finished, she looked at the girl sitting across from her and tentatively smiled. She was an older girl.

 

"Hi. I guess I'm in this house. Is it always this exciting?" She looked around at the students cheering and throwing things and wondered if she should just get used to this much excitement.

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Simone Valentein

She was walking...she was walking...she was watching her brother's sorting...she was walking...she was walking closer...OH NOES! BACK AWAY! ANY WHERE BUT THERE!

 

...MERLIN.

 

The CordeliaGirl definitely had a death wish of some sort. The dark Gryffindor girl narrowed her eyes further and glared at Cordelia as if she hoped to bore holes in the girl's head. "Hmphmhfphf," she said helpfully at her question. There was no way she was talking to a Valentein impostor.

 

At the same time, she was not going to torture information out of a fellow Gryffindor, either. She would just have to find another way.

 

...

 

Here, Hoofle, Hoofle, Hoofle, Hoofle, Hoofle...

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Cordelia Valentein

Cordelia was now very confused. She must have misunderstood her aunt when she was telling her and Obe all about the houses at Hogwarts. Cordy could have sworn that her aunt had said Slytherin was full of meanie-heads. Obviously Gryffindor was full of them too. Cordy shrank back a little bit from the gaze of the girl she had directed her answer to. If looks could kill, Cordelia Valentein would be a puddle of something gross and probably squiggly.

 

Cordelia instead tried to catch her brother's eye over at the hufflepuff table. She would let him know she wasn't happy and they would catch the next train back home. She didn't want to be here. She didn't want to be in the house with the mean people. OMG! Did that mean that she was a mean person too? Cordelia glared at the goblet in front of her. She wasn't mean! She was nothing like Miss Glare-Eyes, sitting across from her.

 

Cordelia decided to just ignore the mean girl across from her and focus on someone else. Or something else. The food, she would focus on the food. Food... food....

 

Yum.

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Lai Harthorn

"I'm boooorrd." Lai whined out suddenly.

 

"What?! What do you mean bored?! You just got here, don't complain about it!" Aoi scolded Lai taking another bite of his food. "Stupid Ickle."

 

"But... But I'm Bored...." He pouted, then he noticed a new table with openings at it. "Ooooo.... That looks fuuun." He commented. "I SHALL CONQUER IT WITH MY ARMY OF MIGHT!"

 

"What army of miiiiiiiiiiiiiii-" Aoi barely had time before Lai had whisked him away from his table to grab his plate and goblet before he was lifted up piggy back and carried away from the familiar table of Reds and Golds and Aoi was panicking?

 

HAD LAI LOST IT? AND WHERE THE HECK WERE THEY GOING?!!!!!!

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Louis Weasley-Ashcroft

Louis somehow found himself falling asleep right in the middle of his grandfathers speech. His dream contained floating in the air on a magic red carpet. For some odd reason, there was cheering from down below. This made him wake up with a start just as a few people around him started to cheer.

 

Rubbing his eyes, he realized that something was going on and he had no idea what it was. Had the sorting just ended and everyone was cheering about that? Louis doubted it since it would be rather rude. Not that he would do it himself if it was allowed.

 

Then he heard people around him talking about the Tri-wizards Tournament. Louis mouth dropped open. This was the coolest thing that ever happened to him since sliced cake. Since Louis wasn’t a big fan of playing quidditch he could care less that it was cancelled.

 

When several boys beside him started talking he turned to them and said, “The Tri-wizards Tournament is awesome since you get to compete with students of other wizarding schools and do hard task. Sometimes you can get seriously hurt or even die from it. That is what makes it more exciting.”

 

Louis dug into some mashed potatoes and roast. The food was getting better and better each year. So was this year and he hadn’t even been back a day.

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Noelle McManus

Listening carefully to the hat's pronouncement, Noelle felt some of her unwelcome nerves flood back in. Her new house was now known and she'd secretly been mentally preparing herself for life amongst the patient, loyal Hufflepuffs, as the hat had called them, rather than amongst the brave and valiant Gryffindors. Biting down on her lip, she lifted the hat back up off her eyes to set it on the stool once again for the next student.

 

Nervous, but trying very hard to not let it show, she approached the Gryffindor table and nearly fainted at the sight of all her new housemates. There were so many! Even so, there were still a few openings being made for the incoming first years, so she quickly moved to a seat and squished between two older students. Feeling entirely out of her element, Noelle tried again to steel her nerves as she twisted in her seat to watch the rest of the sorting take place. Maybe one of the many people she'd met in Diagon Alley over the summer would be with her there, hopefully Lily or Charlotte.

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Tristan Troy

Lai was bored. Tristan, however, was not. The food was delicious! Why would he find that boring? Not that it mattered, as within a few moments Lai was dragging Aoi from the table and hauling him onto his back for a... a piggy back ride? With a cake stuffed half-way in his mouth, Tristan leaned back in his seat to watch Lai and a rather panicked looking Aoi make their way to another table. A table covered in greens and silver in contrast to their own reds and golds.

 

Tristan looked back down at his plate, then looked over at Lai and Aoi. He Shrugged and shoved his cake completely into his mouth, snagged another, and trotted off to follow Lai and Aoi to the green and silver table.

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Maisie Torrent

Maisie cheered louder than anyone at her table each time the sorting hat sent another young Gryffindor in their direction. "Sit here, sit here!" she yelled to them. She ended up surrounded by a swarm of Gryffindor first years. She didn't mind. She liked to make friends. The only person seated near her that looked older than a first year was Louis but he had his head down on the table and seemed to be catching a quick nap. Oh there was Aoi and someone with him but they were leaving the table. She watched them head toward the Slytherin table and shrugged her shoulders. Why would anyone want to trade tables?

 

The head master's speech suddenly caught her attention. "What a tournament here !" she practically shreeked. "Did you hear that? Did you hear that? " she asked the first years near her. "this will be the best thing that we've ever done here!"

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Jasmine Haste

Jasmine pulled the hat off of her head thinking about what a crazy and wrong hat it was. How could it put her in Gryffindor? Surely she deserved to be in Slytherin, greatest of the houses four. It had to be a mistake. How else was she to continue on the legacy of her father who was as well a Slytherin. Even Ravenclaw, like her mother, would have been better than Gryffindor, common enemy of the Slytherins.

 

She sighed, grumbling to herself as she took her seat next to the other house members. She then decided to sway her attention from the fact she was standing near her not supposed hosue mates and listened to Headmaster Weasley as he made his announcement.

 

A Triwizard Tournament! She exclaimed. Wow that had to the best thing ever! Last time they held one was 10 years ago, when mum was a 6th year and dad a 7th. They both of course entered and failed but nonetheless had the guts to enter. Proud of the fact, she hoped that if they ever did it again, she too would have the curtisy to enter and hopefully be chosen as house champion.

 

As dinner commensed she began pileing on food and scarfing it down, gracefully of course. She was not a common dog that made a mess of things. Slytherins were as well sophisticated and well mannered. How she got put in a house full of slobs, as her mum put it, she'd never know.

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Noelle McManus

The sorting drew to a close with none of her friends joining Gryffindor, much to her consternation, and the headmaster stood up to address his students. He introduced a few new professors, but being a first year she had no idea who any of the older ones were anyway so she applauded politely along with the rest of the student body. Not at all sure what a Tri-Wizard Tournament was, Noelle did feel a bit of disappointment at hearing Quidditch would be canceled for the year. She'd been curious to see a game played live ever since learning of it in Diagon Alley over the summer, but it seemed as though she'd have to attend a professional game or wait another year instead. This tournament appeared to be a very big deal indeed as many of the older kids around her lit up at hearing it was for fifth years and above due to it's dangerous nature.

 

Sighing in regret over missing out on what was sure to be a thrilling adventure, Noelle turned back to her plate with a frown. Her disappointment faded quite abruptly as the entire length of the table suddenly filled with food, all of it immensely appealing in her hunger. She'd forgotten how ill she had felt on the train ride and that she'd skipped both breakfast and lunch, eating only a few treats from the trolley. Quickly piling her plate high with various pies and whatever else was on hand, she tried to mind her manners as she began eating. It was difficult to not devour everything at once, but she had been taught better than that.

 

Munching on a piece of chicken, Noelle did a bit of people watching. There was a rather hyperactive boy attaching himself to an older boy, probably a relative or friend, and they wandered off toward the table filled with students in green and silver ties. How curious, they didn't seem to have any inhibitions about walking up to a different house's table. Glancing away from them with a smile at their confidence, she looked at the children in her more immediate area. Some looked quite friendly, but a few, such as the girl a few seats away, were sulky and unapproachable looking. Reminded suddenly of Alexa, who'd gotten her wish and was now a Slytherin, Noelle adopted a look of concern at the girl's haughty expression. She seemed to have an invisible bubble surrounding her, like a shield against something undesirable. How odd.

 

Pausing in her feasting, she addressed the girl with a friendly greeting, "Dia duit! I'm Noelle, though I guess you might know that from the sorting." Her introduction was sadly drowned out a bit by all the bustle around them, but she continued to smile regardless just in case the girl had heard her.

Edited by Noelle McManus

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Lysander Lovegood-Scamander

Finally Headmaster Weasley stopped talking and the Feast was served.

 

Xander was HUNGRY! It seemed like ages since he'd eaten last, and he filled his plate as quickly as food appeared on the table. He edged past a new Gryffindor to grab a chicken leg, and started munching. Ahhhh. Nearly as good as his mum's plimpie stew (which most people seemed to think tasted like rubbish, but he loved it).

 

Reaching for the pitcher of pumpkin juice, he realized he'd been a little rude to the new students at the table, who were probably feeling like he had just last year. Well, maybe not exactly like he had, since he doubted many had been ripped from their twin and placed in different Houses. Lorcan still hadn't gotten over it, in fact, and Xander had spent most of the summer trying to convince his stubborn brother that he had NOT planned it and that it really wasn't a plot he hatched to keep away from him.

 

It had been a rough summer.

 

Still, he waved the chicken leg in his hand at the new member to Gryffindor, and said "Hi! Name's Lysander. You'll like Gryffindor. Lot's of good people; not too scary either." There - mum would be proud; he'd done his duty and made nice. He took a better look at some of the new kids. Maybe there would be one or two he could get to help keep an eye on Lorcan. Not to spy on him, really... it was just that his brother had a knack for getting into trouble and Xander was only one person, after all.

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Jasmine Haste

It was about time that the new year had begun. Jasmine sure missed this place. The celings that told the weather outside, the chandaliers that twinkled brightly, and never forget of course-the food! Ahh the memories. How great it was to be back.

 

She watched in anticipation as each new firsty was sorted and clapped when one got in her house. How she loved the noble house of Gryffindor. Sure, she didn't feel that way at first but since seeing and being in this house her thoughts were changed towards it and she could see that this house was where she truly belonged.

 

"Haste Kari!" the hat screamed as Jasmine's breath hitched. Her cousin was next to be sorted and boy was she nervous. Would she be sorted in Gryffindor? Possibly not. Her cousin wasn't on for chivarly. Ravenclaw? Possibly. She certainly had the mind for one. Deffinitely not Hufflepuff. She'd laugh if Kari, her Kari got sent their.

 

"SLYTHERIN!"

 

She along with the other Slytherin's jumped out of their seats, clapping for their new housemate. Slytherin. She wasn't surprised their. She knew her cousin had to go to either that or Ravenclaw. She was happy for her, though a mate of a snake. Hopefully she wouldn't turn into one.

 

With the sorting finished the food appeared, after the headmasters song of course, and she dug in. She looked to her right and saw a firsty sitting next to her. "Welcome." She said, after her chicken was swallowed. "You'll love Gryffindor." she assured the nervous girl. "Count on that!"

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Rosie Thomas

Rosie sat at the Gryffindor house table, surrounded by strangers. She had just been sorted, but the excitement had worn off: she didn't know anyone here, and no one knew her. She ate in silence, impressed with the food: it was a million times better than the stuff she usually ate. She blew her dark red hair out of her eyes, and stared at the enchanted ceiling: it looked like the night sky, moving clouds and everything. Rosie sat and looked at the peple around her: they talked happilly about the TriWizard Tournament coming up. Rosie didn't know what it was, but didn't want to bother anyone by asking.

Rosie sat there, thinking about the good things this would bring: she would finally meet people like her and... well, that's all she could think of. Oh well, she thought to herself, this place can't be any worse than where she had called home for eleven years. Rosie Thomas knew that things would get better, for they couldn't get worse.

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Kat Smithson

GRYFFINDOR!!

 

Kat had no idea what it meant, but she ran in the direction of the loudest cheering. She looked at the decorations over the house table. A large red and gold banner with a lion on it.

 

It was FATE.

 

She sat down, a huge grin on her face and turned to watch the rest of the sorting. Slytherin, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff. There were so many fellow first years.

 

Every time Gryffindor was yelled out by the hat, she would cheer along with the rest of her table. As the S's came up, she saw Jason, standing there up there. Oh! If only he would be in--

 

GRYFFINDOR!

 

Her thought was interrupted by the hat answering her deep wish. She had a friend in her house!

 

"Woo!! Yeah Jason!!" She stood up and yelled and cheered for him as loudly as she could, to make sure he knew where she was. There was even a spot by her, just for him. Somehow, it had stayed open. As he sat down, she gave him a tight squeeze, then turned back to the sorting. Emma was on the stool now.

 

GRYFFINDOR!

 

Two friends in Gryffindor! How awesome was that?! Emma ran over and joined the table. Kat was too ecstatic at her great fortune to even pretend to pay attention to the sorting now.

 

After a little longer, but what felt like ages, it was over. Their headmaster, someone with the funniest sounding last name, Weasley, stood up and gave a speech, then invited them to dig in.

 

But dig into what? There wasn't any--

 

"Oh my GOD!!" Kat yelled rather loudly as food appeared right before her very eyes. Immediately she saw at least 2 dozen dishes she was very fond of. It was like they knew she was coming to Hogwarts. Which, technically, they did. She started helping herself to everything she could squeeze onto her plate, and did exactly as Weasley had told them to. She dug in.

 

Kat was so off when she thought she would like it here. She was going to LOVE it at Hogwarts.

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Maxie Carmichael

Maxie was starving, and she wished the hat would hurry up and decide where to put her. Then before she knew it, the hat bellowed out a house name above her ears.

 

"GRYFFINDOR!"

 

Maxie got up, excited and sat down at the the table filled with screaming and cheering students clad in Gryffindor robes. Gryffindor... Maxie was so excited to be sorted into such an awesome house. She didn't like to admit weakness, but she was secretly nervous she would be put in a house she hated or that she really didn't connect well with. Then again, that's what the Sorting Hat is for, right? Placing students where they're supposed to be?

 

More students were sorted, some of them into Gryffindor, but most into other houses. Maxie couldn't help but feel lucky for being sorted here; her father had been in Gryffindor when he was at Hogwarts and deep down Maxie had always hoped she could continue the family tradition. But enough nostalgia, she was hungry! Maxie found herself annoyed by the number of students who needed to be sorted (she was at the relative beginning of the alphabet).

 

She looked around the table where she was sitting for possible new friends. She saw someone a few seats down from her who looked friendly. She looked up at them:

 

"Hey, I'm Maxie, though you probably already knew that. No of course you don't, you wouldn't have been listening to my sorting, that was selfish of me..."

 

Maxie blushed as she realized she had started to ramble.

 

"...Er, could you please pass the potatoes?"

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Rosalind Bennett

Rosie had stopped breathing. Her heart had stopped beating. She was absolutely certain that the dumbest looking grin was pasted on her face, and there was absolutely nothing she could do to change it. Were there even any conscious thoughts passing through her noggin? She stumbled down off of the stool, and made her way towards the cheering and whooping Gryffindors... Her new family... She was dumbfounded, grinning stupidly from ear to ear. She would never forget this moment, she was certain. She knew now that there was no where else she belonged. Gryffindor was her home, and her housemates were the only family she needed if her brothers sincerely preferred to treat her like dirt. Oh, she'd get it now. But when she had to face her brothers, it'd be with fierce resistance. She'd learn how to fight back, and she could take them.

 

Wait... Just wait a second... Was that confidence? Did Rosalind Bennett just think one confident thought? The world wasn't ending, either. Would you just look at that. She grinned from ear to ear, finally taking a seat next to a bored looking fourth year boy, suddenly feeling extremely peckish.

 

She sat in awe watching the rest of the sorting, clapping obnoxiously with the rest of the Gryffindors when another first year joined their lot. She made eye contact with a girl a few seats down from her, who continued to awkwardly introduce herself, but Rosie barely noticed, flashing her a toothy grin. "No worries," She assured her, shaking her head. "I'm Rosalind Bennett, but please call me Rosie." Rosie Bennett. Yeah, that certainly was her. She'd never felt more comfortable admitting she was who she was. She was finally feeling comfortable in her own skin. Almost accomplished.

 

Rosie looked back towards Maxie, and nodded in understanding. "Yeah, sure." She responded, pushing the big, heavy bowl full of potatoes towards her. Noticing a hitch in conversation, Rosie felt determined not to let things get awkward. "So, where are you from, Maxie?" Rosie could always use some new friends, because even though she was almost certain she'd have at least one of her new good friends in her house, she didn't. Both Allison and Volthe were in different houses, Allison in Hufflepuff and Volthe in Ravenclaw, so she needed to at least connect with a few of the new kids in her house. She took a sip of her pumpkin juice while waiting for a reply.

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Quez Kobayashi

Quez sat down at the Gryffindor table as the sorting hat screamed the house that would be his home for the next seven years of his life. He had been nervous that he would be placed in a different house, but now he didn't mind Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw so much, after all, the friends he had made on the train were in them now. But he was a Gryffindor at heart and he knew he would see them again. Besides, now was a chance for him to meet his new friends who would become like family to him under the great name of Gryffindor.

 

He looked all around him, most of the Gryffindors had started to eat and talk amongst their friends when Professor Weasley had finished his speech. He started to eat the roasted Chicken that had appeared before him. he peeled the flesh off the bone with his fork and bit into it. The food tasted so good. He had a glass of pumpkin juice with it. It had a weird taste to it, but it was a sweet drink. He wondered if every meal at Hogwarts was like this. he noticed as people kept eating, more food kept appearing. He grab a piece of break and picked up a slice of steak with his fork. he cut the bread in half and put the steak on it before putting a pinch of salt on it. He grabbed some of the slice tomatoes, lettuce, and bacon and put it on before eating it. He was beginning to love the food here.

 

As he ate dinner he looked around. He felt just like he did when he got on the train, alone and cast out, Would anyone recognize him because he looked like his brother? Would they like him because his older brother was one of the best chasers ever? He knew there were other players as good as him, especially the seeker, but he didn't hear much about them, or he was too ignorant to pay attention about them.

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Maxie Carmichael

After her awkward introduction, Maxie buried her head in her hands and hoped nobody noticed her embarrassment. Luckily Gryffindors were as bold as they claimed and someone saw past her nervousness. The girl who responded had beautiful curly blonde hair - Maxie had always wanted to be blonde.

 

"No worries," She assured her, shaking her head. "I'm Rosalind Bennett, but please call me Rosie."

 

A new friend. Already! Maxie had only been sorted for under an hour and she was already making new friends, This was so exciting!

 

"Hi Rosie! Well formally, I'm Maxine Carmichael. But I hate that name, so I go by Maxie."

 

Maxie realized that she had, in fact, passed her the potatoes so she kindly thanked her and took the bowl, putting on spud on her plate and then putting the bowl back on the table in the first open space she could see. Maxie and Rosie made eye contact, and realized that this could get awkward if someone didn't step up.

 

"So, where are you from, Maxie?"

 

Thank Merlin, she initiated conversation first. Maxie would have done it, but it was always a nice change to have somebody else be the person starting conversations. It gets tiring when she's the only one.

 

"Oh I'm from London, born and raised. Actually I'm from a small suburb outside of London, called Blackpool.. but you wouldn't know where Blackpool is. See my mum is a muggle so we need to live close enough to down town London for her to go to work.."

 

Maxie realized that once again, she had started to ramble. So she stopped.

 

"How about you, where are you from?"

 

Edited by Maxie Carmichael

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Stephen Green

Stephen jumped – poor little guy. When he heard Sorting Hat announcing his tower, Stephen was awakened like from dream – he was calculating in which tower he would end up. He didn't need to think long, because few moments, after putting Hat on, he heard its voice loud and clear:

 

'GRYFFINDOR!'

 

He actually was hoping for this. After the little jumping, he put the Hat back down on chair and something happened deep within him – something just wanted to burst out as a victory call. Stephen knew what that was. It was all-mighty griffon, as an answer to Sorting Hat's choice. Boy hurried to the Gryffindor table.

 

He dedicated a smile to everyone at table and sat down. Somehow, he was extremely hungry. Suddenly, it was top priority to eat dinner before the sleep. Every piece of worried body from numb went to being able to feel again. Blood started its usual path through his body, making his little, pale-looking face regain normal color.

 

'Hello everyone!'

 

It was necessary to introduce himself. He will get nowhere without friends, he knew that. Place was big and anyone new to this place could get lost easy enough. He knew there will be difficulties with finding right classroom for lesson in start but that should not be a barrier long, as he was from those, who learn quickly and are good at remembering paths.

 

This place is going to be something new for me, though I am pure-blood. First time here and new things to explore.

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