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Miles slumped as he sat down, thinking that he really needed to figure out what the heck he was going to do after the feast. He could always play after the feast, but he wasn't sure if anyone would like for the second year to play when everyone was going to be asleep. He glanced down at his violin case, the one thing he could only trust himself to carry up to his dorm. No offense to everyone else, but he really preferred it if he did it himself, since he was sure it would break with someone else handling it. Slumping, he cupped his chin in his hands, looking over the sorting. Was it just last year he'd been sorted? It seemed much longer than that. Oh well, he guessed that meant he was no longer a new student. He did make a face at the fact that there were so many Slytherins this year. They must be enjoying this year. Yawning, he waved at a couple of the first years at the table. "Dea-tráthnóna, mates. How's the school working for you so far? Miles McLellan, second year. Nice to meet you."

Wearing | Where: Great Hall~Hufflepuff Table | With: Ada and new firsties | Thinking: It's definitely a weakness OOC:

Mama told me not to waste my life
She said spread your wings my little butterfly
Don't let what they say keep you up at night
And if they give you trouble
Then they can walk on by

Jessamine Cathlin Walsh

~ Halfblood Hufflepuff ~ First Year ~ Twin ~

{feeling: let down} {thinking: so much for being a mighty lion...} {with: Hufflepuffs} {at: Hufflepuff Table}

Jessamine Walsh certainly knew how to make an entrance. Skipping over to the table like being seperated from both Toby and Gypsy didn't bother her ( it did), she sat down with a confidence most older students didn't even have. "Hello everyone! I'm Jess Walsh! Wanna be friends?" she called out to no one in particular, her brown eyes flicking over the entire table. She spotted her brother's face and beamed. "Uri! Big bro! How's it going?!" she teased, as if it'd been a while since they'd seen each other. He groaned and ducked his head, pretending not to know her. "No one loves me," she sighed dramatically.

It doesn't matter if I fall from the sky.

Your words don't mean a thing
I'm not listening
Keep talking, all I know is
Mama told me not to waste my life,
She said spread your wings my little butterfly

Tobi had mostly enjoyed the train ride and subsequent carriage ride mostly because he had been with Bradley both times and who never enjoyed spending time with their boyfriend? Especially after a particularly loud and vicious rant and thrashing at the hand of hi Mum and siblings. None had gone to the circus or ball but had either read or heard about the events and became worried for his and the other's safety. When they learned that instead of running like the others that he had actually stayed and fought it was like he had robbed Gringots and stabbed the Minister. Honestly! It's not like he had gotten hurt! A few bangs and bruises and maybe a burn here or there but he was fine! Still, he had been restricted to his room with no hope of parole, flying, or communication with the outside world. It had been complete and utter torture being kept in the house like that! He almost began to think he would have gone mad had he not found the piano or began practicing on his guitar. But now it's over and he's back at school for another year along with his friends safe and sound. The only weird thing that happened was him seeing these odd and disturbing creatures pulling the carriages that he hadn't seen last year. He asked an older year what they were but was told that he was barmy and that there wasn't anything there. Weird.
Anyway, he was separated from his friend's once more and bored beyond recognition when a folded piece of paper fluttered down onto his head. Tobi carefully plucked it off and unfolded it to read before grinning and chuckling. His Raven had certainly picked up on his tricks that was for sure. Pulling a pencil from his pocket he wrote a short reply back and folded it back up, this time to the shape of a paper airplane and magically zoomed it towards the Ravenclaw table.

❝Umm, Is... is that supposed to happen?
That doesn't look right at all.❞





As Claire shuffled into the Hufflepuff table, a bright smile appeared on the girl's face when she caught a glimpse of Rose and Nell at the table. "Hey! How did you guys get here so quickly?" Claire asked as she took a seat at the table. She noticed all the new, fresh faces at the table and was reminded of her own experience at sorting... she was thankful that the students of Hufflepuff were all so welcoming. "Hello there~ My name is Claire, Second year student.. I can totally relate, sorting felt like it was just yesterday for me. Trust me, first year will fly by once classes begin... just make sure you pay attention to them." The girl advised.

Adalaide tilted her head, smiling a bit at Georgie. "Some years are like that. One year, there was a whole slew of Hufflepuffs. I guess this year it's Slytherin's turn. They seem to be getting the most." Ada wrinkled her nose at that, and then felt guilty. Two of... no, three of her friends were in Slytherin, after all. Including her best friend. So she really shouldn't be drawn in to that stereotype of thinking all Slytherins were horrible. But... she still wondered. How many of them could possibly be like Marina? Or even Damien? Being like Michelle was probably only a good thing if they were already friends with non-purebloods. She brushed the thought away. How much would she have to deal with the first year snakes, anyway? She had way more important things to worry about... like her OWLs.


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'But you did... yes, you did.'