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The days get shorter and the nights get cold,
I like the autumn but this place is getting old,
I pack up my belongings and head for the coast,

Second year ║ Hufflepuff ║ Pureblood

Layton found his way to the Hufflepuff table, sitting near the end where people were mainly absent. He was excited to finally be old enough to watch other first years be sorted. He remembered when he was being sorted fondly, even if his brother teased him for being sorted into Hufflepuff, which was made fun of a lot. But honestly, he'd much rather be in Hufflepuff than Slytherin. But he had to say, both houses suited the brothers perfectly.

After getting chosen to the hufflepuff Morgan sighed in relief and quickly walked to the table. Sitting down Morgan looked across the table seeing the ages and such. He thought that he would have an okay year and started to relax. Pulling out a book from no where he would start to flip through the pages finding where he was, the book was about potions. Almost seemingly like 2 minutes he would put down the book and close it being done with it.

Looking over infront of him was a boy probably in second or third year. He decided to try to make friends so he tryed to get his attention. " Uh.. Hey how's agoing" trying to act a bit mature. " My name's Morgan" he would stretch out his hand.

At the corner of his eye he could see another kid sit beside him. Taking a quick examination the boy introduced himself to Morgan. " Oh hello!" speaking quickly while accidently dropping his book, reaching over for it. He would turn himself to face the boy. " Hi Zeph, My name is Morgan. You in hufflepuff to?" he would add not knowing what to really say, putting his hand out and clearing his throat.

❤ Cathaline Acacia League ❤ a.k.a. Cathy ❤xxxxx
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Cathy felt bad about the tension between Eli and her: it had been so bad that Jean had even more or less told them (or her) to have a time out. But, it wasn't like she was wrong for being annoyed at Eli: he totally was avoiding her! And the only remote possibility, Cathy could think was the quidditch thing last year, when she was sent up to the Hospital Wing, but it wasn't like she was even upset about that. She wasn't even at the end of the year. She recovered fine and it gave her time to catch up on reading some books she'd been meaning to-like that best selling romance novel in Hong Kong at the moment that her old nanny had recommended for her to read. It was really good, and the Chinese dialogue so pretty and romantic!

Anyways, it was obvious, he was avoiding her, and she saw no reason she shouldn't be mad at Eli for avoiding her. It was weird. She let out a small sigh before coming to the Hufflepuff table, a few minutes late as she took a short detour to make sure she was put together and ready to be the best Hufflepuff prefect ever. They would love and respect her, and all the first years could brag to their friends about how they had the nicest and prettiest prefect to help them out in their house.

As she was walking past she caught the conversation of Lyall and some other girl she was sure in his year... was it Rose? Riley? No... Rider, right? Well, good thing she went over all her housemates name before the start of the school year, right? She paused and smiled at Lyall and Rider before taking a seat, "Don't worry, it isn't that bad. I mean, I was hit a few times last year... and my friend Eli along with Miss Lovette managed to down me, which is a feat because I'm generally untouchable with bludgers... good thing about being small right? Anyways, they were just on top of their game that day and it was a long game, but as you can see I patched up just fine."

She waved a hand at herself showing such, "Besides, this year my big brother is interning in the hospital wing. He's like a genius healer. He'll make you even better than before, health wise. You should totally try out..." She paused and looked at Lyall, "you too. The more the merrier you know." Cathy smiled a large smile at the underclassmen and nodded.

❤ Cathaline Acacia League ❤ a.k.a. Cathy ❤xxxxx
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Cathy leaned forward and batted her eyes innocently at Lyall and said with a bit of a pout, "Aww... you wouldn't even do it for me? Something like keeper you are fairly safe from bludgers if that is your worry. I mean I'm terrified of bludgers but you don't see me hiding in the stands every game. And, as for your Mum..." Cathy leaned forward and said conspiratorially and with a wink, "What she doesn't know won't hurt her."

She straightened up and said, "Besides, you don't trust us to take care of you guys? Come on, I'll make sure we got your back. And, Lyall, if you are so worried about Rider trying out, you could work to become a beater and the best there is so you can protect her. Oh... it'll be so dashing and brave! Like a knight in a fairy tale!"

Cathy giggled and said, "Besides, it is fun and a great way to stay in shape and do something good for your house and be with friends. So much!" Jumping up she said with a wave as she headed down the table to chat with more people, "Have fun you two! And, please do try out, we'd love to have you both! Or at least I would."

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spacePamela was actually really put out to not have been sorted into the same house as Aster; still, ever the optimist, she told herself that it wasn't really all that bad. The Sorting Hat was clearly very clever (or so she assumed; it had certainly seemed that way to her), and if it said she was a Hufflepuff, then she was sure she was a Hufflepuff. And, as she approached the correct table, she realized what the hat may have meat by the two of them being closer than she thought; Aster's house table was right next to her own. The seat her friend had chosen wasn't in a spot where Pam could easily sit nearby, but she was sure the two of them would manage to work things out so that they were sitting back to back with one another from now on. That way, if they wanted to talk, all they had to do was turn to the other table.

spaceFiguring that, if she couldn't hang out with Aster for the night, she might as well get to know her housemates, Pam scanned the table, looking for any of the faces who'd been in the crowd in the antechamber. She didn't see Izzy, sadly, but she could always catch up with the other girl later, she supposed. For now... Hah! She spotted a boy, one she knew for a fact had been with the first years, mostly because he'd practically towered over all of them. The blonde approached him, and one other first year he was sitting with. and took a seat across from them, smiling ear to ear. "Hi! I'm Pamela!" she said, probably with a little more pep than necessary. Well, she couldn't help it, this whole thing was pretty exciting, after all. She stuck her hand out across the table to the two boys. "Oh, lemme see if I can remember what your names are! Uuuuuh... Morgan! And... uuuuuuh... Something weird with a Z?" Her expression turned apologetic, and she blushed pink. "Not that I mean weird in a bad way! Just, uh, it's not like it was Zachary, right? It was an unusual name? Unique?" She hoped she hadn't accidentally offended him. Some people thought that being called weird was a bad thing, after all. She'd never really been like that, but then, her mothers were both the sort of women to take it as a compliment, even if it had been meant as an insult. So she was pretty accustomed to being called weird, and to not thinking anything of calling someone or something else weird. She really needed to remember not to just say things like that all the time; she might upset someone.


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Harper sat as the table with a stretch a smile on her face. She was certainly enjoying the sorting thus far. Every time another ickle firstie was sorted she clapped, she did so especially loud when one came to join the house of badgers. She was certain she'd never hooped and hollered this much, though that wasn't quite true because she hooped and hollered a lot. Everything seemed magical and well it was, quite literally. Though she was only in her second year she already felt quite official and was more than willing to help other students find there way about. She hoped that at some point she'd become a prefect so she could do it in an official manner. This was wonderful.