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The Korean sat at the table silent, he was not in his usual cheerful mood. One could see so as his hair was jet black. Not like it's usual colorful array. He had fallen asleep on the train ride and had the nightmare again. This time though, the masked woman did not save him and he had no chance of escape. He was surrounded by the masked figures from the circus. This dream had haunted him since the Circus. Since he saw countless die before him.

It was just then he shook his head, trying to clear her mind. It was a success. His hair changed from Black to a light Purple. "Hi. I'm Eun." he said as he looked at the group of first years. I need to forget. he thought as he smiled at the group.

Oh God! I forgot bravery comes with cockiness, sometimes.

Ronna smiled at Toby's approval of her suggested antics and raised a brow at the term 'mudblood' and snorted slightly and muttered, "What kind of term is that rubbish?" She glanced over at Miranda's decision not to pursue the Russian after finding out his true nature. Actually, Ronna was a bit surprised that the Russian hadn't called her rude and ridiculous names since she practically broadcasted she was muggleborn. Maybe he was too enamored by the princess-Hayden, right?

She paid attention to the interruption by the boy asking if they recognized the name and noticed there was a similar looking boy down the way. Family? Ronna chuckled at Toby's comment but then burst out laughing at the green eyed brunette who quickly shot him down while answering the question before turning her attention to the Asian kid who had purple hair- wasn't it black before? She tried to remember if she had read anything about hair colors that changed randomly. First there was one of her years, a girl sorted in Ravenclaw, who pulled it off and now this boy.

She raised a brow at Miranda's comment about finding a suitor and decided she had better things to do this year like try to get the best grades she can. Good grades do help you go a bit farther. And, she obviously still had catching up to do on the Wizarding world.

Then, she smiled at Miranda's opinion that Toby deserved one galleon for his answer. "Meh, I think Toby is sort of right. It would be like me acting like I could get away with anything because Dad's a cop or you being a spoiled brat because of rich parents," Ronna pointed out. She smiled at the boy, Sean, and said with a smile, "And, you were answered by an upperclassmen who ruined all your fun. So your Dad is a sports star, your Mom runs the Daily Prophet-by the way is there a discount for Muggles? Dad wants me to get him a subscription the next time I get a chance- and you think your hot stuff." She turned to Miranda and said, "Someone catch me I'm going to swoon in this man's glory."

Location: the Gryffindor Table
In Company of: Miranda Faust and Tobias Philemon Walsh
[Wearing:plain black school robes]

And you can tell everybody, this is your song,
It may be quite simple but, now that it's done...

... I hope you don't mind ....

... I hope you don't mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

Miranda giggled at Ronna's comment about being swooned by the Gryffindor. "Don't look to me, Ronna. His sheer awesomeness is already making me a little faint." She said playfully with exaggerated hand motions to the first year before turning her attention to the boy. Miranda matched Keith's glare with one of her own, though hers was more playful and whimsical. There was a hint of respect for her superior behind the big brown eyes of hers. "So tell me, child of sports star named Keith, what makes Quidditch such a great sport? How does it fare against, for example, muggle football? Because if truth be told, I have to say nothing could ever beat a good game of footy." She asked in a serious tone, raising an eyebrow. Miranda didn't quite understand the sport at all, though arguably reading about it was entirely different from actually seeing Quidditch live, which Miranda was actually quite looking forward to this year.

After overhearing the talk of guns, Miranda turned to face the other twin. "You've never seen a gun before? They're like.. everywhere!" She said to him, bemused. But then Miranda remembered that not everyone at Hogwarts was a muggle like her - some people were probably born into this other world, they were more used to magic. Muggle technology fascinated them as much as magic fascinated her, it only made sense that 'Muggle Studies' would be a subject in a school where magic was the main focus. The girl took note of that for future reference - if she needed a grade booster, that would probably be the best class for her to take. "Have you ever been... you know, outside of this world? In the cities where we- muggles, you call them - live?"

Storming through the party like my name was El Niño
When I'm hangin' out drinking in the back of an El Camino
As a kid, was a skid and no one knew me by name.
I trashed my own house party ‘cause nobody came.

Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense and,
Cutting people down is just a minor offence then,
It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn.
I'm sick of being told to wait my turn.

He was late, but, seriously, he hadn’t expected to have gotten lost so easily after having an entire year of adventures (mostly due to misdirection and poor judgment.) In any case, after spending way too much time trying to find the damn restrooms (and ended up just going outside anyway…)

He finally made it to the Great Hall with a bit of a sigh of relief. Most of the sorting was through with, good, that meant more time for food. He hustled to the table, for once, without his skateboard in tow. He knew he’d just get in trouble with it anyway, at least now, it couldn’t be confiscated. He’d have no hope of ever being able to find another one to buy while trapped in Hogwarts. He joined the table of red and gold that was already in full swing. Chocolate eyes flicked around as he chewed on some sugar quills he’d knicked off the trolley cart when nobody was looking, and that’s when he spotted Ronna, from the train station. ”Hey, you made it to Gryffindor, congratulations.”