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Naomi Tambling

The first few days of the year were always louder than the rest. Once everyone got into a routine, they would stop traveling everywhere in packs. The older students seeing their friends for the first time all summer were as guilty of this as the first years. Naomi was guilty too.

 

The Great Hall was busy that day, but the commotion making its way towards the Hufflepuff table was stranger than usual.

 

“What is wrong with you guys?” Clearly this was not normal behavior from Slytherins. Since when were they cheerful enough to sing? Naomi raised an eyebrow and gave the Slytherins she recognized a look of disgust.

 

She hid her unkind expression when she heard Sophie’s voice.

 

“Yes sure. We can do that. Friday’s our day.” She lied. Hopefully that would give the first year enough time to encounter some moving staircases and talking portraits such that she’d forget the event. Naomi’s forte was inspirational speeches (usually strange ones full of metaphors nobody understood), not musicals.

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Sophie Downes

It only made sense that houses took turns at sharing the joy that was singing and entertainment. The little Downes gasped at the confirmation, before being overcome by a coughing fit induced by the inhalation of toast particles. Once the coughing fit had resolved itself, the little Downes turned to the direction in which the original confirmation had come from and grinned (slightly red-faced).

 

"It is? Ooh that's so exciting!" Sophie squealed clapping her hands. "What's our theme song? And do we do it every Friday? This is awesome!" Pausing momentarily to catch her breath, before a thought caused her jaw to drop. "But Miss Prefect? What if people don't like singing? It'd be bad to not have everyone," she asked rather seriously, because obviously as a House everyone had to do everything together.

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Axel Flint

Why were there so many Slytherins at the Hufflepuff table?

 

Perhaps they had missed their second halves so much the last two years that they were back and willing to stay? Axel was hoping this wasn't the case since he enjoyed being with his own kind rather then dealing with all the drama that came with being combined with another house.

 

It was to bad Persia wasn't around to set them straight. The strange Slytherins were singing while he attempted to eat his meal. Axel found it rather difficult to not join. He found it even more difficult to eat the food that was in front of him. Just when he had almost given up all hope of eating, they retreated back to where they had come from.

 

Why couldn't things be normal around here once? What was being normal? This was a question that he needed advice from his girlfriend. Until then, he ate his food happily without the singing of Slytherins in the background.

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Emory Kettleburn

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Because they had such a short amount of time to do what they had been planning to go, he went to the Hufflepuff table first. To make it less obvious in case someone walked in.

Because he was expecting it to happen any minute now. So as quick as he could, he put the magical sticky glue wherever he could, spending only a few seconds.

Of course that meant he might have missed a spot. Or two. But for the most part, he thought he did a really good job.

The house tables have magical, invisibly super-sticky glue under them so feet are getting stuck! Most minor spells won't get rid of it and will actually make it stickier! Feel free to react in the house table thread, the linked thread, or one of your own!

Follow this to the thread: click here

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Sophie Downes

The ten second rule was applicable in all settings, particularly that when one had made a particularly delicious-looking sandwich out of bacon, bacon, and more bacon. This happened to be the case when Sophie's bacon sandwich fell onto the ground. She'd only planned on bending down between her knees to retrieve her sandwich, except...it was stuck. Soph tugged at said bacon sandwich, frowning as it wouldn't come back to her.

It was bad to waste food, and persistence was key. With another maneouvre, Sophie gave it another tug, but somehow, just somehow the momentum caused her body to propel forward, causing her knees (and the top of her forehead) to become lodged with the floor.

"I think I'm stuck. Please don't eat all the bacon..."

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Savannah Chancellor

Her arms were literally killing her. First from throwing Greta's cat Mac out the window. Second, from what she was holding in her hands.

 

A gigantic bucket of lake water.

 

Courtesy of Lake House, Inc. Okay not really. But it was heavy and she didn't work her arms enough to make it comfortable.

 

But a dare was a dare.

 

She grinned. Hopefully that sticky magic glue or whatever she had gotten over her shoes during the Sorting Feast was all gone now.

 

At any rate, it was now dinner time. Which meant that lots of people would be there.

 

Time to make it look like an accident.

 

"Opps!" she cried, as she spilled her bucket of lake water all over the Hufflepuff table.

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Harbor Zidler

Harbor was just trying to enjoy her meat.

 

But Savannah ruined everything.

 

The second year glared. This was why Hufflepuff couldn't have nice things.

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Leonid Stanislaus

What was Savannah doing with that bucket of water? No, really. This did not look good. It was all murky and gross looking and... she was coming toward his fish and chips. REPEAT, SHE WAS COMING TOWARD HIS FISH AND CHIPS.

Leonid looked around desperately, having a sinking feeling in his stomach just before the girl upended the bucket... all over his plate. "NOOOOOOOOO! WHY DID YOU DO THIS?" Leonid looked at Savannah, mortified and quite distressed.

If you couldn't tell, Leo took his fish and chips very seriously.

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Soo Yun Cho
Something was flying, at a rapid pace and if Yummy didn't act now, she would be K.O.ed. Or she could just use her ex-mentor as a shield. Leo was already distressed; why not add more distress on top of that distress?

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James Lockwood

James was not happy about his delicious meal being ruined. He only rarely ate bean chili nowadays but he decided to treat himself for doing so well on a recent Potions assignment. But for whatever reason Savannah spilled dirty lake water all over the table, it was hysterical.

 

Guffawing loudly, James particularly found Leo's reaction funny.

 

Was he about to cry?

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Greta Lunes-Lockwood

No, Greta had the crying thing covered.

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Savannah Chancellor

"Total accident! I swear."

 

Lies, all lies.

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Leonid Stanislaus

James was right, Leo was about to cry. The loss of his fish and chips was devastating. SUCH A WASTE. "Ahh, Soo Yun!" Leonid exclaimed, shocked as his mentee latched on to him like a koala to a eucalyptus branch. "If that was an accident then I am the minister of magic," Leonid stated dryly, scowling at Savannah.

At least he wasn't as shocked anymore. Until the lake water began dripping into his lap. "Ew!"

Great, now it was going to look like he peed his pants all day long.

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Galen Ward

Galen joined Alexis in her snickering.

 

"Yeah, Hufflepuffs are idiots, right?"

 

Wait...

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Raisa Phyxen

If Raisa had realized sooner - as the observer she was – the existence of the bucket that Savannah brought to the Great Hall - only Merlin knew why – she would have prevented her trousers from getting wet with the filthy lake water that slipped off the table to her legs, soaking even her underwear. Aghh!!

 

And the worst of it all was that she didn’t bring her wand to blow dry herself from the waist down.

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Colin Gainsby

Colin jumped from his seat when the Sorting Hat sorted Charitee into Hufflepuff. He cheered and pumped his fist into the air. Then he realized...

 

That might seem like a bit of an overreaction. He bolted from his seat and met her halfway, circling his arms around her in a hug. He'd been worried about where she might be sorted, to be honest. She had so many great qualities that he worried just about every house might do well with her as a member. But having her in Hufflepuff house was the best thing that could possibly happen.

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Charitee Greene

"Hufflepuff!" Her words rang out like an echo to the Sorting Hat's proclamation. Heart full to bursting with happiness Charitee popped off the seat to run toward the Hufflepuff table but was halted as the hat was still on her head. She was too happy to be embarrassed, however, and simply apologized, thanked the hat then turned back toward her House table. To think she'd assumed being chosen as a Hogwart's student was the greatest, happiest day of her life. Her joy knew no bounds as spotted Colin running toward her. She picked up her speed and slammed into him full force, arms winding around him in a crushing embrace. "I'm Hufflepuff!" As if he didn't already know.

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Ike von Duff

A blaze of color and sound. There was a welcoming roar and the badgers on the tapestries overhead seemed to ripple--Ike bounded forward towards his new table, his thousand-watt smile brighter than ever.

 

"Hufflepuff, eh?" he cried, bouncing on the balls of his feet before flinging himself, limbs askew, into a seat. "We've got badgers as a mascot? How fun!"

 

Ike had no idea what a Hufflepuff was or if he had been properly Sorted--he didn't even care. There were vague rumors during Pre-Hogwarts Primary that Hufflepuff was full of nice people, and that was a good sign. They had bright yellow as a color, how awful could it honestly be?

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Arianna Rothfuss

Arianna sidled over to the Hufflepuff table as quietly as she could after being sorted. This was one time being so small was totally a good thing as she was pretty sure she had managed to slip over to the table without being seen. There were far too many people here and she was feeling more than a little bit uncomfortable.

 

Sitting down and trying to keep to herself as much as possible, she heaped a small pile of mash potato onto her plate and looked around to see if she could spot any sausages and mangetout or green beans. She spotted the sausages, and managed to snag one, but couldn't see any of the beans so she settled for sweetcorn and peas. That'll do I suppose, she thought to herself, taking a spoonful of the mash and wishing that it had been proper cheesy mash like her mum made.

Thinking of her mum made tears well in the corners of her eyes and she hastily blinked several times and stared down at her food, prodding the mash with her fork and wondering when she could escape to the dormitories and have her tatty old stuffed teddy from home.

Edited by Arianna Rothfuss

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Ike von Duff

Ike paused in his enjoyment of the House and his potatoes, noticing that one of his classmates was crying quietly into the delicious mashed tubers. She was a very pretty girl, with dark red hair and beautiful freckles, as well as charmingly puffy, red-rimmed eyes. He nudged her with his shoulder, his grey eyes round and sympathetic. "Feeling all right?" he asked quietly, leaning in so his voice could be heard. "It's not all bad, you know."

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Kingsley Flynt-Harper

Just as Sly slowly walked to the hat, his walk to the house's table somehow seemed to stop time. He couldn't believe it; he made what was probably the highest sorting authority figure wait for him, and it still gave him a house to be in. For the first time in his life he felt as if he’d accomplished something!

“Hufflepuff," he quietly whispered to himself. "I'm in Hufflepuff!" His pace began to pick up as he ran to the table indicated by Black and Gold table lining. Sly sat down at the table with a grin from ear to ear as he looked at his other housemates.

"I'm Kingsley" The boy blurted out, feeling his face becoming flushed as his adrenaline was now wearing off. Sly descended back to reality feeling the strange taste in his mouth of using his real name with complete strangers. He could only hope that he could soon call them friends.

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Mercutio Bates

Mercutio's mother had been a Gryffindor, so she had high hopes her son would follow in her footsteps. Naturally, that meant he would hope to sort into anything other than Gryffindor.

 

Hufflepuff had always seemed like a decent house.

 

The newly sorted boy eagerly made his way to the Hufflepuff table and squeezed into a spot between a few strangers. Restless students whispered as the Sorting Ceremony continued on, and when a boy his age introduced himself, Mercutio immediately jumped on the chance to make a new friend. "My name's Mercutio!" he said eagerly. "Personally, I think Hufflepuff seems like a really cool house to get into -- I heard we're next to the kitchens!"

 

Who doesn't want to be close to the kitchens?

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Eliana Rosewood

Eliana walked over to her new house table, deciding she was very pleased with Hufflepuff. She loved how they valued kindness and tolerance, things that she knew would make her brothers proud.

 

Her smile grew even wider when she recognized many familiar faces at the table- Arianna, Sly, and Mercuito were all in Hufflepuff with her. She had been afraid of being alone, so it was extremely reassuring to know that she had friends, or at least friendly acquaintances in her house. She also was thrilled to see new faces as well. They may not be her friends yet, but she was sure they would be.

 

"The kitchens? Do you think we're allowed in there? Do wizards eat different kinds of food?" Eliana wondered aloud as she took as seat.

 

"I agree, Hufflepuff does seem like an amazing house. I'm very happy to be here, although I wasn't particularly hoping for any house. What about you?"

Edited by Eliana Rosewood

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Arianna Rothfuss

Ari wiped her eyes quickly and looked up at the boy talking to her in surprise. He looked a little familiar..... Pre Hogwarts Primary perhaps? She wasn't quite sure but she knew he was a first year just like her. With a little sniffle she nodded. "I'm alright." She mumbled. "I just... This is just..." She didn't really know what to say, she was sure people would think it was weird that she had never been away from home before and she definitely didn't want to be the first year who was always missing home and a bit hopeless. "I've never been so far from home before." She said quietly and shyly. She hoped he wouldn't laugh at her. She wasn't quite sure what to expect from his reaction but he seemed friendly enough. And his eyes were a fascinating shade of silvery grey. In this light, they looked silver and completely caught her attention. She couldn't look away......

 

She shook her head and blinked a couple of times, a blush rising up her cheeks as she stared back down at her food. "Sorry I didn't mean to stare...." She mumbled, looking back up at him but avoiding his eyes a little this time. "I'm Arianna." She introduced herself nervously.

Edited by Arianna Rothfuss

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