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[AldarisLordOfLight]

• Zephyrus Armstrong
• Alexander Michaelis

• 
  As he chatted with a number of students and fellow first years close to him, he surreptitiously took a quick glance at the pretty pink haired girl at the front of the long table. Even though he was 11 years of age, he couldn't help but admire the beauty at the other end of the table. Before anyone can notice, hopefully, he averts his gaze as a hint of pink colors his cheeks. 'I hope no one noticed that.' He thought as he returned to the conversation around him.
  
• 
  Alexander shrugs at Chase's explanation about his women troubles. He won't bother the young man just yet. Maybe when he reached Seventh Year he'll bother him about having a girlfriend by then.
  
  "So you don't want to use the Summoning Charm because Tilly will scratch you silly? Try having some catnip around you when you do that. I heard from some friends that it help...calm any feline friend." Alexander said with a small grin.
  
  "If she get's a tad bit bored most of the time then I think you should get another cat to keep her entertained; preferably the male variety. Also, believe in your companion. If Tilly could return to you despite the times and the state she seems to be in, then that's one strong cat you have. Easily bored? When she has a mate and a number of kittens in the future, she'll never be bored."
  
  The pair had been walking around the hall, making sure to avoid the people and the ghosts as to not disturb the Disillusionment charm and the mild Confundus charm. For Alexander, it was relaxing to walk around. It could either be his wanderlust talking or his desire for some activity that made him start walking with Chase around the hall; even if it was done unconsciously. Ignoring Chase's query, his mind replayed the adventures and the journey he had underwent for the past 10 years. The laughter, the tears, the triumph, the depression, and all the other little feelings he kept inside slowly made their way to the forefront of his mind as they deftly made their way around the Great Hall.
  
  "We'll sit down when the sorting is over, well actually I'll escort back to your table after the last kiddie has been sorted before I go back to my hidden place; and no, I cannot tell you why since it's part of the surprise." He said seriously in the end. The man really has a healthy appreciation for surprises due to his many surprises he encountered during his journey around the world.
  
  "Besides, it might take some time since there are a lot of First Years today. That's a good sign. Means a lot of families can still produce magical children. It would be a true shame if the numbers suddenly dropped so low. The gods know we need more magical children. They are after the future of our world. Inheritors of our mistakes. Harbingers of change. Witnesses to our history..."
  
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[That_Irish_Person]

Isabella couldn't help but glare at Sidney, she didn't like his choice of friends, she knew he would get himself in trouble one way or another whether he liked it or not. She ended up thinking, but was disrupted when one of her friends had sit down next to her. She was one of the only friends that she had, and Isabella was honestly surprised and confused to why Sarah had been placed in Slytherin. They ended up talking a little bit about she had been up to, Isabella wasn't listening at all, she was writing a note on a napkin that she had taken from one of the students. 'I would stop talking if I were you' she ended up getting up and placing it on his head. She got back to her friend and listened to her babble on and on.
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[Cychotic]

Relief flooded Chase as Alexander chose not to prod him more about information regarding women. The very thought was making him quite flustered and he gripped the fabric of his uniform for a tad to calm himself.

"Noted," Chase smiled. "I'll get some when I'm not so busy."

"Another cat?" He exclaimed, rubbing his forehead. "Wouldn't it be easier to befriend a fellow with a male cat?" He would much rather give Tilly a caretaker than take in another cat. It wasn't as if his room was full of creatures already and caused nuisance to his other students.

"Kittens are out of the question," he sighed. "I've got a lot on my plate already and Tilly is trouble enough without kid-doppelgängers."

Alexander's brief silence allowed Chase to sweep through the new students and wonder about his next visit to Hagrid's hut. He would have to make one soon to ask about some questions he had about certain magical creatures.

"Surprise, surprise," the boy grumbled. "I hope sorting gets finished soon so I can spook the first years. And see that stupid surprise."

Alexander's ramblings caught Chase off guard. A smile slipped on his face and he nodded in agreement. "More students for you to teach, eh?"

He reached over to stroke Reiko's ear. "I await the day you properly take over the History of Magic teaching position. My sister would love that, the brat."

AldarisLordOfLight

 

[AldarisLordOfLight]

• Zephyrus Armstrong
• Alexander Michaelis

• 
  Zephyrus is still chatting with the other first years and some of the higher years while taking quick, stealthy (to him) glances at the pink haired beauty at the end of the Hufflepuff table.
  
• 
  Alexander turned to Chase and grinned at the boy's reluctance in getting another cat and the idea of Tilly having mini-hellions running around the place. "But don't you want to see the beauty of having tiny versions of your beloved cat running around the place and being cute hellions for all to adore and love?" He said with a mock-sweetness to his voice as his eyes twinkled in delight.
  
  Hearing Chase grumble about not knowing his little surprise made Alexander laugh softly. "For a young man like yourself, you sure act like a brat at times, my little kid-brother." He said with as much humor as he can while keeping his laughter in check. "Ah, gods above I miss times like these..." He said as he mused about the moments he laughed just like that during his lifetime.
  
  Before he could get dragged by memory lane, he heard Chase gave out such a sweet complement that Alexander couldn't help but grin like a loon. "Aye, I await such a day Chase. I await the day I would bring the subject back from the dead...literally and figuratively."
  
  Hearing about Chase's little sister, Alexander gave the boy a calm, kind smile. "Ah, the little brat. How is she by the way? Is she as brilliant as her older brother?" He said, his tone was light and his smile grew a tad bit wider.
  
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[Cychotic]




no slide

 

[ichthys]

SidneySidney had managed to insert himself smoothly into the conversations of his friends and a few of the peers around them that were "acceptable" in the elite standards. However, no matter how much he grinned or laughed along with his companions he was still sickened by the probing weight that had developed in him over the summer. Added to that discomfort was the obvious glaring coming from down the table. Isabella's outright visual attack on Sidney was so noticeable in fact that Sidney had elected to turn ever so slightly in his seat, putting his hand in his hair for any bit of comfort that the familiar action could glean. His friends noticed the silent stand off only when the young woman got up from her spot and walked over to Sidney, placing what seemed to be a napkin on his head and walk away.

Sidney had mercifully not noticed her get up but he was unable to escape noticing her when she stood behind him, and put something on his head. It startled him and he rose a few inches from his seat, his hand falling from his temple and taking the napkin with it. Gritting his teeth as he slowly sat back down Sidney snatched the napkin and practically slammed it onto the table in front of him, reading its scrawled message quickly before silently and stillly fuming to himself. He then turned to openly glare at Isabella where she had sat back down. The sixth year Rosewarne was in no mood for her petty grudge, especially not right now. Too much had been gnawing at him and her aggression was only adding to his growing stack of problems. And so in a fit of pent up anger Sidney took his wand and burned the message she had written, singeing the material. Then he stared at it for a moment, his wand clenched in his hand as he froze in his seat. He knew his friends were watching him in confusion but he ignored them. They could ask him later. His mind fought to retaliate by writing mud-blood slurs or something hurtful on the napkin but the memories of life before Hogwarts and before their grudge match won out. As angry and tormented as Sidney felt he couldn't bring himself to hurt her anymore. So he flicked his wand angrily and watched as the darkened napkin folded into a wasp and flirted back towards her with another swish of his hand.

His pathetic counter attack completed Sidney put his wand back in his robe pocket and crumpled into his seat, hand back in his hair where it clutched his wavy locks. His friends and the peers around him made comments, one even joking about a disgruntled ex, nudging Sidney meaningfully. Sidney ignored them, glaring at the one boy who fell silent. As nebulous as the groups relationship was, meaning that though the boy called them his friends they hardly knew much of him at all, let alone how miserable he now felt, the boys knew each other enough to know that one should not be messed with and when one should mess with the other. All in all, anyone outside of Sidney's pure blood band who knew the boy would question why in Merlin's name he admired it so much, and had ended up devoting so much of himself to their elitist behavior. Those like his sister were extremely perplexed, knowing that deep down Sidney wasn't meant to be that kind of person. Which, though the boy was no where near admitting this to anyone or even himself, would greatly explain the increase in despair growing in him as he waited impatiently for the sorting and afterwards, the relief of his rat and bed.
T That_Irish_Person | Mood: irritated, upset, impatient, troubled

 

[That_Irish_Person]

Bella couldn't help but feel a little bad for doing what she had done, but she wanted to try and get him away from his so called 'friends'. She knew what bad would become of the situation she had started but knew it had to be done. Her conversation with her friend was rudely interrupted when a wasp hovered in front of Bella's face, with a scream and a glare towards Sidney's way. She grabbed one of her books from on the table and slammed it down on the wasp before storming towards Sidney slapping his face with the back of her hand and spoke a silencing charm knowing that she will get in trouble a little later for it. "Silencio." She walked off needing to cool her head, thinking of how she felt guilty for doing it.
ichthys

 

[Cychotic]




adelaide frinkle

Adelaide was able to immerse herself in the novel without any difficulties. And yet something nagged at her, a sense of irritation that only made the girl fidget.

It was then that she peered over the book to gaze at the room, attempting to pinpoint exactly what that was making her so... distracted.

A high pitched scream entered her bubble of maintained quiet and disrupted her searching. With great annoyance, Adelaide cast her gaze to the female creating the noise. It was a girl she had no relations with.

Which made it worse for her, seeing as Adelaide saw it fit only to be interrupted by those of importance. Not measly things like that. Still skimming the words of her novel, Adelaide rose.

I'm going to give her a piece of my mind, the girl mused, teeth clenched.

For some particular reason, the girl was feeling rather bold today. It was mostly due to the fact that Ellie had been a nuisance coupled with Adelaide's laziness when it came to removing the mouse from her.

"Every day with you is an adventure I never wanted. Like swimming naked through shards of glass," she quoted heatedly. (8-Bit Theater by Brian Clevinger).

Ellie nipped her, and in response, Adelaide let out an exasperated sigh.

With a swish of her uniform, Adelaide stood directly in the path the noise-maker was in. A single hand lowered, her eyes narrowed in what seemed to be a glare that would no doubt be too obvious not to notice.

"You there," she stated. Her hand rose to point her ink stained finger towards the unknown girl. It was an odd sight, a girl whose face was blocked by a blue novel, her eyes peeking over the brim in irritation. Adelaide slammed the book shut, making an audible sound.

She struggled to properly place the book in her bag before whipping up her head to face her once more.

Her hair blocked some of her face by this time and a yawn nearly escaped her mouth.

"Please," she said sleepily. "Keep it down."

T That_Irish_Person

chase huntington

Awaiting a reply from Alexander.

 

[ichthys]

SidneySidney was caught incredibly off guard by the assault on his person. Isabella's sudden backhand knocked his hand out of his hair as he jerked backwards with the impact. If not for the sudden rallying of his comrades he would have fallen off the bench, so unprepared for the attack as he was. His ear was ringing from the impact, but he could definitely hear the angry comments being hurled from his small group towards his feminine attacker. He might've stood up for her too, told them to knock it off and maybe even leave just to avoid any more hassle. Of course that was all definitely wishful thinking and perhaps even just him trying to make himself more of a good guy in the situation though he doubted he truly deserved the slap. However, just as he was looking up at his old friend, his hand pressed to his red and stinging cheek, she hurled a silencing charm at him and he could only glare angrily as she stalked off.

His friends shouted after her, not withholding the slurs Sidney had deigned wrong to use against her. One of them had the smarts to assist him, and took a moment to use a counter charm to undo the silence spell. As grateful as Sidney was to have the ability to speak again he found it slightly ironic. He didn't plan on talking much anyway. His cheek was raging with pain from her slap and he wanted desperately to get some ice or something. He knew he had plenty of time- enough to spare anyway- to go to the boy's bathroom and use some cool water to sooth the slapped cheek.

He was just ready to excuse himself when he saw yet another commotion, some girl he didn't know or recognize confronting Isabella. He gave a humph which betrayed his feelings towards the issue, smugly satisfied that Isabella was getting some due. However, that didn't solve any of his problems and he figured that, since he knew his new adversary well, this new girl was in for a ride. Especially since Isabella was in a rage. He was half standing, his hands on the edge of the table as he watched, unsure of whether to leave or stay and watch. It might be best if he stayed out of it but the drama about to ensue might be entertaining.

Sidney sat down though, gingerly touching his cheek as he looked at Isabella. The sorting would start soon, the first years gathered outside would be filing in and he didn't want to miss Susanna. And also he was just irritated enough at Isabella that the opportunity to see someone confront her nursed his affronted temper and quickly souring mood. This was not how he wanted his school year to start. When had things become so difficult?
| T That_Irish_Person Cychotic | //This is entertaining// |

 

[deer]

Natalie Marie Winchester​

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location: the great hall | mood: amused and amicable | scenario: "oh, adelaide!" | with: adelaide and isabelle | mentions: sidney and fig, michael, adelaide, isabelle, oliver, troy, satyr tags: ichthys , scorpiodragon , Cychotic , T That_Irish_Person , The Silent Z
The Dark Wizard , ApfelSeine ​

"Chin up, back straight, shoulders width apart, feet together!" Those words echoed in her mind as her eyes drifted towards the scenery of the forest. She had given the boys her full attention, however, the atmosphere was tense as ever. Natalie only nodded in return to their answers but internally sighed. She surely did not miss the tenseness in the some of the Slytherin house, especially if some of the elitist could be "stick in the muds", nicknames that she liked to call and associate them with. It was rare for the young Slytherin girl to get along with her housemates. Natalie didn't really care much to venture into the reason why she wasn't liked and believed it only had to do with the other person. But, her thoughts drifted again as she looked towards the Thestral, a small smiling making her way on her lips. She was comfortable in the carriage and wanted to make the most of it. Oh, if only Satyr could see those winged beings pulling the carriages now. She thought to herself as she admired those horses in awe. It was picture perfect.

Soon enough the carriages and the boats arrived at Hogwarts. Natalie's eyes widened in delight as she couldn't wait to step into the castle and find her best friend Adelaide. Once the carriages was close to a stop, Natalie was about to say good-bye towards her housemates, but they had gotten off before her. Tilting her head to the side, Natalie knew she'd see them at the tables and hurried along after the rest of those who were going inside deciding to greet them later if there was ever a chance again. As Natalie turned the corner, she heard Professor McGongall greeting the first years as the professor lead them inside the castle. A small giggle escaped her lips when she heard some screams from the first years. She knew they must've met the ghost that haunted Hogwarts.

As Natalie reached the Great Hall, she stood to the side, taking a deep breathe. She observed her surroundings and she couldn't help but realized her eyes went directly towards Oliver Nott. With a some excitement, Natalie was about to make her way over to greet him only to be stopped by the appearance of Troy Sumner. Furrowing her brows, Natalie found herself intrigued by the situation. She knew that Oliver and Troy would be up to "no good" whenever they were together. However, something seemed different between the two. Had something happen? Natalie was as curious as ever, afterall, those two were the star Duelist of their houses, practically sort of celebrities that her classmates would watch for the "liveliness" and "drama". With them, nothing was ever dull.

But, Natalie's attention seemed to drift off once more as she saw two similar silhouettes sitting at the Ravenclaw table. Chris and Alex! She thought to herself as she smiled giddily. Natalie absolutely enjoyed their company, especially knowing that her best friend was also in their house. She honestly loved floating to their table every chance she got despite the scornful looks that her elitist housemates would give her. Oliver, on the other hand, and some that agreed with his ideas didn't mind her actions. And honestly, she was grateful.

Soon, Natalie's eyes scanned the Great Hall once more before she heard a slap and a scream from a voice that belonged to her housemate. Turning her attention towards the commotion, Natalie looked over, seeing Sidney with reddened cheeks. Furrowing her brows, Natalie couldn't help but wonder why he was slapped only for her eyes to land on Isabelle and Adelaide. Blinking back another surprise, Natalie couldn't help but let out a giggle. So, it was Isabelle's screaming voice. Perhaps she slapped him too? But, before Natalie could observe and analyze anymore, Natalie made her way over towards her annoyed best friend, pulling on her arm.

"Adelaide, it has only been a few minutes since we arrived. Are we going to cause trouble already? I have much to tell you about and I know you would love to hear it!" She teased her best friend before smiling at her, nodding. Soon Natalie's attention was towards Isabelle, "Bonjour, I hope everything is okay." Natalie greeted her politely before Natalie nudged Adelaide's arm, signaling her to follow her. However, Apollo, Natalie's cat, on the other hand, decided to jump up delicately on-top of the table and mewed for the three girl's attention.

coding; allrightsreserved deer ​

 

[AldarisLordOfLight]

• Zephyrus Armstrong
• Alexander Michaelis

• 
  Zephyrus is still chatting with the rest of Hufflepuff house while taking quick glances towards the pink haired beauty at the end of the table.
  
• 
  Alexander couldn't keep the chuckle from escaping his lips. It seems even the infamous Hogwarts Rumor Mill can't catch a whiff of his presence to say the least. Good, all the more sweeter when he would burst Chase's bubble that he plans to teach here at Hogwarts, especially during his kid-brother's stay here at school. That moment would be gloriously grand, in Alexander's humble opinion. 'Just you wait, little one. This eyes of mine would be that of a hawks by the time I get my classroom.
  
  It warmed his heart to know that the little one's little one has finally grown up in a way. He remembered the times when she would secretly accompany him on certain travels around the area only for him to worry about her safety when he discovers her. Despite that, she was a joy to have around and teach. "I am glad she's doing alright, Chase. A shame she's grown up quiet a bit. I would miss the days where she would clamber over my leg and sit down on my lap just to get a glimpse of my journal or listen to my stories. I'll have to rectify all that in the coming holidays." He said with a cheeky grin. "It's good to know someone appreciates my efforts after all!"
  
  Upon hearing Chase's...request, Alexander raised a brow at the younger man. "Really, you want to hear some gossip about little ol' me? I never knew you were such a lad, Chase. But, I who adores the finer things in life such as travel and romance shall indulge your curiosity." He said with a playful flourish which disturbed Reiko a bit causing the cat to mewl in an annoyed tone. After a mumbled sorry, he started his tale.
  
  He began his story when he landed in Japan during his tour of Asia when his wanderlust was slowly being sated after 6 years of travelling. "When I got there, I visited Kyoto first and let me tell you it was and is a beautiful place." He said with a fond smile. Alexander described the great temples, the picturesque scenery, the calm atmosphere that Kyoto, the ancient city of Japan, had greeted him with.
  
  "It was here I met...her." He said, a dopey looking smile erupted from his lips. "Out of all the people in Japan, it had to be her." He then recounted the time he saw her inside a traditional tea house in Kyoto's Kita-ku Ward. He described the zen-like feeling in the atmosphere, the gentle colors that surrounds the place, and the smell of tea that clung to the very walls themselves. "I was part of a group, of around 4 people and she too was a part of said group. We wore the traditional attire, and let me tell you they were beautiful; simple yet gorgeous at the same time. Anyway, I was seated across from her and all I could say when I saw her was...wow."
  
  "She was the epitome of elegance and beauty within the room, Chase. She was like this princess awaiting her tea surrounded by both commoner and noble alike. She looked so...so...perfect." Alexander said, memories of that afternoon came to the forefront of his mind as a small blush dusted his cheeks. "Just like some Pureblood princess from the stories of old, if you'll try to analogize it in a way, she's just like that...when she dresses up nicely." He said with a wink as another dopey smile came on his face.
  
  He then regaled about his arduous experience inside that tea house. The moments he almost made a fool out of himself for seeing such a beauty and the times he redeemed himself in her eyes, or so he thinks at the time. When the service was over, it was a cool evening, and when he quickly dressed up back in his normal clothes, he ran after her intent on knowing who this person was. "I know my approach may have come off a bit...stalkerish, but I had my reasons! Plus it all worked out in the end..."
  
  Alexander then recounts the time when he caught up with her, they exchanged names and he even offered her to buy her some dinner...
  
  "HI! Ugh, I meant good evening. My name is Michaelis Alexander, may I know yours? N-not that I mean anything or something! I just want to know the beauty---ugh I mean, I just want to make a friend here and ugh....yeah." He said, his face slightly flushed at his stammering and rambling. He was praying that he didn't scare her off or anything.
  
  After getting his bearings and getting over his embarrassment, he finally got a good look of the girl before him. When she was dressed with the finest, she looked like a princess; but the woman before him now looked like a free-spirit, a wild soul, a kunoichi funnily enough. A tight, dark attire adorns her form and a hint of a mesh undershirt can be seen whenever she moved. Her hair was in a messy ponytail held together by a pair of steel hairpins as opposed to the traditional look a while back; he wondered if she has anything hidden underneath her clothes seeing that her hairpins could act as a weapon.
  
  Without any makeup on, she looked perfect still. But what really got him in the moment was her eyes. One innocent doe brown eye and one emerald green eye stared back at him, shining with amusement. A soft giggle escaped her lips, making Alexander blush a deeper shade of red, before she responded, "You're the same man that couldn't keep his eyes to himself, yes? You seem like a good man, I shall indulge you for this evening Michaelis-san; and if you must know, my name is Sumeragi Reiko."
  
  "Something clicked after that, Chase. We talked, we ate, we drank, we got to know each other better. Soon, afterwards, we became fast friends. I discovered she was a witch too and funnily enough she was a kunoichi too which explained her attire every time we met up around Kyoto." He said before continuing on his story.
  
  Alexander told Chase that he and Reiko they traveled around Japan for almost a half a year. She showed him the sights, the magical districts of Japan, the natural springs and the temples that dot around the nation. He told the younger male about the times when she dragged him alongside her whenever they spotted a hot spring and when things got a little heated after. He even recounted the time when she brought him to her family home in Hokkaido. "It was such an experience, Chase. Being invited to such a home. Nature and man were one from the way the Sumeragis have built their family compound. It was there I received a blessing from the Clan Head, her father."
  
  He recounted the time when Lord Sumeragi Keitaro took him to one side of their many gardens and interrogated him to the fullest. After answering to almost a hundred questions, the man gave him a tanto with the Sumeragi crest by the blade's habaki. "'You have proven your heart true, Michaelis-san' he said to me. He said that I was worthy of being by his only daughter's side. That I need not have to worry about him or her 7 brothers running after me and killing me when I least expect it. All that I have to do was love her and be faithful to her." He said seriously, a pleased smile was on his face after recounting that particular encounter. "Hell, Chase, I was scared shitless. Even if the man was a mundane or muggle as the British would say, he was that scary. But, really, I wouldn't have traded anything else than to get their approval; and indeed I did get it."
  
  He told Chase about the time when he told Reiko about it. She was exasperated with her father and brothers but at the same time she was happy. That day, they affirmed their relationship before they continued on and explored Japan; they even visited Korea for a time before returning. It was then at that moment, nearing the 7th year of travel for Alexander, he said that he had to leave. They had an argument about that but it was all settled when he promised to write to her. "I told her I had to see the world more. Experience the world's beauty and splendor before I decide to settle down. She accepted, although reluctantly. It was at that evening she gave her all to me as I have done the same for her that night. The week after, she had seen me off, but not before giving me my dear familiar. I named her after Reiko, my wild, free, princess. Truthfully, little Reiko here is just like her human counterpart. Watch."
  
  Alexander brought out his wand and tapped Reiko by the nose, another annoyed mewl escaped her lips before the color of her eyes were revealed. From a normal bland color, revealed the same heterochromia eyes his beloved. "My little one here is an Odd-Eyed Cat. It took Reiko some time to find a cat that had similar eyes like her. She said that I would never forget her with having a cat just like her." He said with a soft chuckle as he hid his wand and started to pet his cat gently.
  
  "Before I could leave her, she promised me that she would come to visit me, wherever I would settle down. That I better not have any dalliances with other women or men; or else I'll feel a 'thousand years of pain' from her and her persistent brothers. Now really, talking about all this just reminded me to send a letter and as much love I can share to her later---tell her that I'm here in Scotland..." He mumbled as he gestured for Chase to follow him back to their original position by the front.
  
  "I tell you, Chase, when you find someone that can get you to do things you normally won't do, then you would know that she is the one...or he, I don't judge." He said with a grin. "Now, since I've shared to you some gossip about my love-life, I hope it satisfies you for now?" Alexander jested with a raised brow.
  
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[Cychotic]




adelaide frinkle

Sniffling once, Adelaide slid her gaze over to Natalie. The girl had entered cheerful as ever, nearly oblivious to the amount of inner writhing Adelaide was experiencing.

In the corner of her eye, she witnessed a rather red faced Slytherin rise and promptly sit down again. Adelaide nodded her head to him, as if silently saying good. She was in no mood for any more interruptions.

"I'm not causing trouble," Adelaide stated simply, almost brushing aside her upfront confrontation. "This, this - Isabelle - made me get up and tend to her. She interrupted my book."

The student rummaged through her bag to pull out the novel. There were so many of them that the she had a bit of difficulties seeing in such a dark bag. Adelaide huffed, giving up on the task before turning her head to Natalie. Irritation was laced on her countenance, lips contorted into a frown.

"I would not mind hearing about it," Adelaide corrected the girl.

"But I have things to do, like..." she looked around. "Like read. Yes, read. Which brings me back to what I was attempting to say earlier! Isabelle was incredibly obnoxious," Adelaide complained.

Only few things ever truly permeated Adelaide's thick veil of indifference. Most prominent would be the interruption of her reading or just plain loud noise. It seemed to her that Isabelle had inflicted both. It was not tolerated.

The girl tilted her neck. "She cannot be let off that easily," she protested as Natalie gave her a slight nudge.

A heated glare was sent towards her cat, Apollo.

"Everything will be fine soon, but I'm half tempted to cast a silencing spell on the weasel." The girl humphed, awaiting Isabelle's response.

T That_Irish_Person ichthys deer

chase huntington

"Oh, I would rather you not," Chase rolled his eyes. Alexander causing Amelia to have yet another reckless crush on the man would be havoc. And around Christmas? He shook his head in protest.

"She appreciates you efforts too much," he muttered.

But his attention was brought to the man once more, this time fully gazing at Alexander. It seemed he would finally get his story.

Chase tilted his head, curiosity filling his mind to the brim. It ought to be a good story, gauging Alexander's raised brow.

The dopey grin that escaped Alexander's mouth caused Chase quite a large grin. And he tuned in without saying much for the first portion of the story.

The descriptions left him in awe, mouth open just a tad as he chuckled, cocked his head, and murmured admirably at the carefully woven tale.

He couldn't contain his laughter as Alexander described their first one on one encounter. It seemed so fitting for the man and yet so odd.

"A real charmer with that stutter," he teased. But he was soon listening intently once more.

"Steamy," Chase whistled nervously as Alexander recollected his intimate moments. The story was wonderful, and the end brought Chase melancholy.

"It's a shame she couldn't come with you," he sighed.

"But then again, meeting the woman who has made you dopey and mad in the head seems a but too terrifying."

He gazed at Reiko's newly revealed eyes, surprise and delight tinging the edges of his upturned lips. A chuckle ensued after the notion of 'a thousand years of pain' was described.

"Satisfies me for now," he quipped, emphasizing 'for now'. "It's a wonderful tale but I doubt I'll ever find the one."

He laughed to himself. "I already do some pretty odd things. What defines out of the box for me?"

AldarisLordOfLight

 

[AldarisLordOfLight]

• Zephyrus Armstrong
• Alexander Michaelis

• 
  Zephyrus continues to chat with the people around him as well as steal furtive glances at the older girl at the end of the table .
  
• 
  "Whatever makes you do things out of the ordinary I say." He responded to Chase's rhetorical question with a grin. "Besides, it's a defeatist attitude to say that you won't find The One. Everyone deserves to have someone in their lives after all, even me! I, who has always had bouts of wanderlust deserves someone who can share those moments with me. That reminds me..."
  
  He turned around and grabbed both the flouting journal and the quill before opening to a blank page and started to write a simple message for his beloved. He wrote a special greeting, calling her beloved and his wild princess. He wrote a quick summary of his travels before writing about Britain, Scotland, and Hogwarts. He wrote that he chose to settle in the lands of his mother and he wrote that he kept up his promise to her. Alexander even shared his desire and hope that she could come and visit him. he even expressed how much he misses her. "There has come a time that I curse the existence of distance. I will build a bridge of starlight just to be with you again, my dearest ninja of my heart. I have kept my promise, and my arms will remain open in anticipation of your arrival. I pray that you can come and visit me my darling, to see and explore the home of my mother. Maybe afterwards we can explore the home of my father. I love you, Reiko Sumeragi, my wild, free, badass princess. Yours forever, Alexander Michaelis."
  
  He signed with a flourish before ripping the pages neatly from the journal. He folded the papers together before hiding them inside his clothes before releasing his enchanted journal and quill which then resumed their usual task. "Gotta send these out later after sorting," he mumbled before turning to Chase.
  
  "So, right now, do you have eyes for a pretty lass...or lad among the crowd?" He asked conspiratorially while hugging the younger male closer to him as he eyed the students critically. "I see a number of candidates for you, too young for me, but perfect for you!" He whispered as if he was planning on murdering the Headmaster.
  
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[That_Irish_Person]

Isabella stood there in shock at the girl talking to her, she was already annoyed enough and the girl's stupid comment didn't make it any better. She decided to take a more scary yet calm approach to the situation, she placed her hand on the girl's shoulder and sat down next to her. "Hey there friend...." Isabella's face changed completely to a more deadly one, one that Sidney knew all too well. "You better learn your place here if you haven't already, I will gladly knock your sorry ass straight out of this school back to your mother who I'm sure will nurture you anyway and do all she could to make you feel happy. So shut your mouth before I shut it for you!" She decided to make the last statement a big deal to help bring her point across.

Bella didn't care much for the sorting ceremony anyway so she sat back down in her seat completely ignoring her friend giving an apologetic smile to the unknown girl that Bella had just attacked. She laid her arm out and rested her head on top before closing her eyes and falling asleep ignoring everyone around her.
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Minnie Higgins

The sorting ceremony was one of Minnie's favorite things about the start of every new school year. She loved watching how nervous all the little first years were, how wide and round their eyes became when they entered the Great Hall (unaware of just how magical it all really was), and whether or not they were excited to be a part of the house they were sorted into. It seemed only yesterday she was there, waiting to be sorted herself. She remembered the moment the hat had shouted Ravenclaw. She knew she had been excited, despite it not being her family's house. Ravenclaw had always felt like home. She sat at the Ravenclaw table, deep in thoughts ranging from the Sorting to merpeople.

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Ethan Higgins

And the Gryffindor table was in an uproar as per usual. It seemed the table that held all the brave and chivalrous souls of the house was almost always finding something to laugh or shout loudly about. Sometimes, there wasn't even anything, everyone was just shouting about nothing. That was Ethan's favorite, it was just chaotic and loud. At this exact moment, Ethan was attempting to unnoticeably wave his wand under the table and mumble a jinx under his breath to make part of the bench disappear right under a second year. But, it was proving to be a little trickier than he thought it would be because he couldn't seem to keep his eye on the second year long enough, what with everyone moving about...

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Natalie Marie Winchester​

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As Adelaide had explained her reason for her irritation, Natalie tilted her head to the side, looking between her best friend and her housemate. Tapping her chin, Natalie thought up of different scenarios of whether this would go down pleasantly or not. However, with each scenarios, it all came up the same, someone would be getting in trouble or worse, expelled. Natalie knew her best friend wouldn't jeopardize her education, much less be expelled or in trouble for something not worth fretting over. But, if there was one thing she learned about her good friend, it was the fact she had a short fuse when it came to being disturbed by her book.

Taking Adelaide's bag, Natalie fumbled around inside, trying to find the book Adelaide was looking for. However, just this scenario reminded her of how the two of them became friends. It was quite a scene, really, in the library, of course. But, in the end, surprisingly, the girls became fast friends, usually researching together or finding new materials to indulge in with each other in the comforts of silence. However, when Adelaide mentioned silencing her cat, Natalie laughed softly, "I would wish you could do that. Apollo can be a little over-the-top and quite hard to manage. It would certainly put him in his place I would believe." She finished before, rummaging through Adelaide's back on the far off side once more only to find the book she had been looking for. Raising the book in the air, Natalie smiled, "Is this the book? I would not have expected less from you." She grinned softly before saying, "Shall we find a quiet place to read then?"

However, before Natalie turned to find a spot somewhere much more quieter in the Hall, Isabella ended up snapping right back at Adelaide. With a raised brow, Natalie frowned at the manners the young woman was displaying, regardless of being a housemate or not, especially when she placed her head back down on the table, refusing to talk to anyone nor make amends. Tapping her chin, Natalie furrowed her brows, hearing the threat come out of her housemate's lips. Usually Natalie would let bygones be bygones, however, Natalie was already having enough issues containing her sensitivity and emotional since she first got on the train. So, Natalie spoke up for her friend, "I do not believe any of the professors would approve of this "knocking your sorry ass out of here". I would safely assume they would take yours and my good friend here, expelled from Hogwarts if any trouble should arise. And the only one's to blame is the indifference and situation here at hand. So, before that should happen, we will bid you adieu and I hope you enjoy your rest the rest of your last year." Natalie finished before humming nonchalantly a random song, waiting on Adelaide.

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Rufus, Alex and Chris

"Ravenclaw!" The Sorting Hat shouted out and Rufus smiled. The hat wasn't sure in which house to put Rufus, but finally it had decided and Rufus was happy about it. The Hat had been taken of his head by miss McGonagall and Rufus walked over to his brothers at the cheering Ravenclaw table. When he walked past the other students a girl smiled at him, Rufus didn't knew her but he smiled back.He was put in his family house and he still couldn't believe it, it was so awesome. His journey at Hogwarts started right now and couldn't stop thinking about all the awesome things he was going to learn the coming years. He would make friends for life, but also enemies, Rufus hoped not much of the latter.
His brothers had decided that they would sit at the near end of the Ravenclaw table, so Rufus needed to walk past nearly all of the Ravenclaw students who all greeted them. The most of them would probably forget his name when the next few students were sorted into Ravenclaw

Alex jumped in the air when he heard the Hat shouting the name of the house his brother would be in, his House. The table cheered and clapped loudly as they welcomed their new housemate. Alex gave a high-five to Rufus as his little brother sat down between him and Chris. As the next student was going to be sorted Alex noticed some commotion at the table next to his, the Slytherin Table. A girl and a boy were fighting, and then another girl joined the fight right after the boy seemed to back-off. He looked at Chris, he knew his older brother wouldn't tolerate any troubles during the sorting ceremony. He noticed his brothers view was fixed at the sorting ceremony. Did Alex need to say something to his brother? Probably, because the fight was probably getting worse.
Alex poked his older brother in his side "Yo Chris, look at the Slytherin table, trouble"

Chris clapped loudly when his little brother joined his former House. He had been watching the sorting ceremony with interest, not noticing the things that happened around him. He was in some sort of trance fixed at the sorting hat. The trance was broken by Alex poking in his side "Hey little, watch out" Chris blurted out, but after hearing Alex he looked over to the Slytherin table behind them. Chris walked over to the girls who were causing trouble "So, you three follow me please" He looked at the girls "Adelaide, Natalie and Isabella"
Then Alex pointed at another guy at the Slytherin table "Sidney, you come too" Chris added. He stood there, looking at the students, waiting for their reaction

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adelaide frinkle

Adelaide watched unflinchingly as Isabelle retaliated, her words doing nothing to pierce the girl's dull mind. The girl stalked off, setting her head on the table. Turning to Natalie, Adelaide nodded, grabbing the book from her hand. "Useless fly," she muttered beneath her breath, shooting a glare towards Isabelle. She unclenched her teeth, wanting no longer to bother in such nuisances. It was a waste of energy, something Adelaide had little of. She also had little patience for those that interrupted her peace. Adelaide tugged on Natalie before taking a step forward.

She wanted to sit at the table and listen casually to Natalie as she read. But alas, more and more obstacles were coming in between her way. Chris, the teaching assistant had made his way over, requesting them to follow. His cloak swished behind him—Merlin's beard, could she not be left alone? Adelaide crossed her arms, book in hand and looked at the man. Her gaze was scrutinizing, focused on appearing as uncaring and annoyed as possible. She rolled her brown eyes. "Is there a reason for needing to follow you?" Adelaide took a sharp breath. "I don't believe I did anything wrong."

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chase huntington

Chase rolled his eyes before nodding. He would entertain Alexander's dreams of being a godfather for the time being. But honestly, his hopes for one were drained. Chase watched as the man wrote excitedly to Reiko, his quill scribbling and curving to create words. He only glimpsed the word, 'badass' as the letter was finished. "How many of those do you write?" He asked, humor tickling his words.

Turning towards Alex, he furrowed his brow. "No one as of now," he said. "Although I'm not looking very hard."

As Alexander leaned in for his last comment, Chase could not help but laugh aloud. "Aren't you too old to pry in my nonexistent love life?"

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SidneySidney had been focused on the spat between the girls, his hand still pressed futilely against his cheek. Luckily the pain was beginning to abate, he wasn't sure that it wasn't still bright red though. As Sidney tried to listen to both the Sorting, not wanting to miss Susanna, and ignore but still listen to the fight between Isabella and the girl he didn't recognize, who thanks to Natalie he knew was Adelaide. As he overheard the insults the two were sharing, specifically Adelaide, Sidney groaned to himself.

Sidney was almost prepared to focus back on the Sorting, the rest of the Slytherin table, anything when another person approached. He groaned even more when Chris called his name out too. The cluster of boys around him started to riot at that, moving to defend their pure blood housemate. Sidney stiffened, his face turning more red from the angry and embarrassed blush under neath the remnants of Isabella's slap.

Standing and telling his group to keep quiet he stood at his place for a moment, his body going still as he tried to decide who to glare at before sullenly moving to join the group. Presumably they were going to an office or some such place for a stern lecture and loss of house points. Or, like Natalie said, expulsion. Sidney moved to avoid the two largest problems in the group, being the girl who slapped him and the unknown one who yelled at her. That left him with Natalie, so he fell in beside her, standing on her right which meant his slapped cheek was visible. He didn't speak, but gave her a look of apology and annoyance. He perhaps deserved his spot here but Natalie had just been working on breaking the fight up.
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[AldarisLordOfLight]

• Zephyrus Armstrong
• Alexander Michaelis

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  Zephyrus notices a group of students, both older and younger, standing up and being directed by an older male, probably a teacher. He didn't bother standing up and approaching for it was not his problem and it didn't involve his friends. Thus he returns to the conversation around him and to his actions before the interruption.
  
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  "I have already written over hundreds of letters and sent a couple of photographs to her. She too has replied to my messages and sent her own photographs or paintings to me. Just recently she gave me a beautiful painting of her and I wearing traditional Japanese attire. I practically looked like the Shogun with my prized Kunoichi by my side." He gushed remembering that piece she sent him a few months ago.
  
  "That is why I constantly have this very thick book with a thousand blank pages for! Besides recording the day's events and such away, I have a constant source of paper and parchment to write on when I wish to send something to my sweet, badass, ninja princess!" Alexander then raised his fist in the air with a glint in his eyes after declaring the last three words of his statement.
  
  He visibly deflated at hearing Chase not actively look for love, a pout formed on his face. "How could you deny your older brother the chance to spoil some grandchildren and maybe your future spouse!?" He asked comically, the floating journal closing abruptly while the quill stood at attention like a shocked cat's tail. Before long, the journal opened and the quill resumed writing while the man himself shrugged and pats the younger male by the shoulder. A complete 180 really.
  
  "Eh, you're still young Chase. You have all the time in the world to look for someone that complete's you. We are after all incomplete being after Zeus split our beings from our perfect match. Plus, as the older brother in all but blood, I have the right to worry about your love life! I don't want you to die a virgin! That is a far worse fate than anything really. Dying a virgin, the heavens must snicker at the sight of someone dying without knowing the loving embrace of a lover." A haunted look can be seen on his face remembering stories of people dying without getting some in their life or people dying while in the process of getting some lovin' in their life.
  
  His strange musing was cut short when he noticed something odd happening at the Slytherin table. A group of students being rounded up by what looks like a teacher or a prefect? He couldn't get a good look at the distance he and Chase were in but he has a pretty good idea as to what might be happening right now. "Come with me Chase. It seems trouble has been brewing at the side while the sorting's going on in the background. Slytherins of all people, shouldn't they know subtlety?" Alexander started to walk towards the group while bringing his arm around Chase's shoulder and maintaining the Disillusionment Charm and the Confundus Charm. "Better go greet them with the numbers than going to the Snake's Pit alone."
  
  As they made their way, he couldn't help but notice one of them. One of them looked familiar, like he has seen said person before. Alexander reminded himself to reserve judgement about that feeling of déjà vu until he could get a better look at the strange group.
  
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When his name was called, it took Ebenezer a minute to realize why everyone was searching for a first year to step forward. His mother Cressida waved at him urgently but not so subtly. Tinged pink, he muttered "oh" and stepped forward. He wandered over to the Sorting Hat, wary of its singing voice and lack of hands. Still, it was a hat. Perhaps it would know his overheating mind better than himself.

When the hat was placed, he felt it animate to life, quite wiggling down onto his head. He could not hide his racing thoughts. He thought of nothing but curses, ghosts, darkness, power, and secrecy. It was already clear to Ebenezer where he wanted to go, and he thought it coldly too: Give me Slytherin. Nothing else but Slytherin.

"Nothing else, eh?" said a small voice in Ebenezer's mind. "Your mother has been hoping for the same thing for years," it noted. The Hat bent down to look at Ebenezer once before nodding its pointed tip in affirmation.

"Well, if you're sure. Better be-" It opened its mouth wide. "SLYTHERIN!" the Hat exclaimed, loud enough for the whole hall to hear. The Slytherin table instantly erupted in applause and cheers. Professor McGongall gave a knowing smile, first to Cressida and then to Ebenzer, as she lifted the Hat off his head and gestured for him to join his new school family.

As he made his way to a seat at Slytherin's table, students patted Ebenezer on the back and gave him kind words of welcome. Even Marcus Flint, who had been seated near the front of the table, gave Ebenezer a gruff handshake of acceptance. The Bloody Baron floated down momentarily from his spot above the house table to give Ebenezer a regal bow.

Ben pretended he understood the Slytherins when they cheered a barrage of words at him, hoping one of them wasn't a spell. Nothing out of the ordinary happened, to his relief. He was simply welcomed like any other student who could hear. He looked over to his mother. Cressida gave him a brief nod of approval, yet looking amazed.

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Slytherin. Her son goes to her house; that awakened something in her. One might say it even made her feel more alive. With Professor McGonagall's knowing smile, Cressida felt wonderful but even then, a darkness fell upon her the longer she dwelled on Ben's fate.

This happy scene scared her then, thinking of Marvolo's curse. And other dark crafts lying around in wait on campus. She would go to him but the fear stopped her. Ben's squinty eyes, distracted with a nearby bicker, his wincing smile, dropped when a professor approached. Cressida returned to the present, realizing Chris was summoning HER house students to a meeting. If this is about house points, honestly how petty. Wait... She then contradicted herself, realizing how house points can affect Ben.

"Excuse me professor," she said to Chris popping up at his side and haunting them. With a quizzical look at Adelaide, Natalie, Isabela, and Sidney, she noticed his slapped face. Immediately, she looked at the girls with a pointed how-dare-you-cost-us-house-points look.

"What happened here?!"

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SidneySidney was startled for the second time his night. His eyes widening at the ghost professor appeared before them. He looked embarrassedly at his feet, feeling her gaze on them. The professor made him nervous and he was grateful that she was his houses' ghost but that didn't make her any less terrifying to him. His cheek felt slightly swollen but mostly just red, but it felt even worse when he felt Professor Ash look him over.

He continued to keep his eyes submissively low to the ground as she looked at the girls, asking for explanation. Sidney went still, waiting for the others to act, biting his lip as his emotions raised the color in his cheeks. If he kept this up his lip would be bloody from biting it, and his hair was already looking like he just woke up. Over all he felt extremely upset by his circumstances and he wanted this to be over. He wanted to see his sister sorted and because of Isabella and her petty grudge against him now a group of them were getting it.
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Natalie Marie Winchester​

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location: the great hall | mood: unpredictable | scenario: "warnings and house points?" | with: adelaide, isabella, chris, alexander, cressida| mentions: adelaide, isabella, tags: Cychotic , ichthys , T That_Irish_Person , Yarrow , AldarisLordOfLight , Lux___Wolf ​

Before Natalie turned around on her own accord, following Adelaide to a different area of the Great Hall, she heard footsteps approaching them. Turning her body to look at the person, Natalie furrowed her brows slightly, seeing it was none other then Chris. Hearing that not only her name, but her best friend, Isabella, and Sidney's name being called to follow him, Natalie stood there, slightly stunned. "And here comes a premonition. . ." She thought to herself, wanting to avoid trouble only for them to get "caught".

However, Natalie agreed with Adelaide. They have done nothing wrong. If asking someone to tone it down to not disturb not only someone when they're focused on their reading but also the ceremony, would a scolding need to happen? Tilting her head to the side, Apollo jumped off the table and mewed next to Natalie's foot. The young Seer was confused, indeed. But, feeling a presence to her right, Natalie looked over, only to see Sidney and his reddened cheeks. She felt an itch to find a wet cloth and place it over his face, or perhaps an egg to bring the swelling down but decided not to as there were more "important" matters at hand. Seeing Sidney's look of annoyance and look of apology, Natalie gave a nod and a soft smile, shaking off any misunderstandings and previous actions they may have had.

But, as the ghost professor, Cressida appeared. Natalie bit her lips, feeling nervous. She knew the glare that was pointed directly towards her and her housemates. If her aunt found out about this, she would definitely have her head for "tainting" the Slytherin name.

"One is enough, two is too much. . ." Natalie muttered and whispered to herself, knowing that Sidney, Adelaide, and Isabella could hear her small comment. Speaking up, Natalie took a deep breathe, "Good evening, Professors. We apologize for the disturbances we caused for this evening. However, may I ask that we take this out of the Great Hall?" She questioned politely before lowering her voice, "The students around us are staring and I believe this will cause a small scene to become bigger than it supposedly is if we stay any longer." Natalie admitted, not before picking up Apollo in her arms, wondering what would happen next and if she should try to predict the outcome.

Looking towards Professor Cressida, Natalie didn't dare impolitely stare or speak rudely to her, or rather any of the TA's, however, she responded briefly, "There was a small misunderstanding between us, but I believe we have put aside our differences and were all well going on our way." Chances are they may lose some house points, but maybe they didn't. . . . only if perhaps everyone banded together to change the minds of the professors before them.

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[The Silent Z]

The I Don't Know Chapter
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Sartorious Warbeck: 4th year Hufflepuff
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He wasn't up for much at the moment least not earlier. But as old memories of his first year came to mind while he watched the newbies join the school in a more official capacity with the ceremony and all. The more some of his pals from Hufflepuff began to coax him out of his quiet and looking to get him going, despite the fact he was no performer yet he was feeling like one with one of the guys asking him to try that routine he and he being Sartorious, joked about at the end of last year. Saying he had plenty of time to practice during the offseason, boy...... was he wrong.

But never let it be said that Sartorious wasn't a sport about such things. He always did like making people laugh even at his own expense as long as it was reasonable, no need to completely destroy a reputation with some over the top and silly, unless he had already. Well maybe in his own house, other houses were a mystery of how he came acrossed, since he wasn't part of the houses outside his own.

Giving a shrug and small grin, shaking his head while looking down for a bit to get himself ready. There was a odd side to Sartorious's life and that didn't even begin with his family history which was strange in its self, you see growing up there was no TV and sitcoms to watch, just old records from his fathers collection of muggle performers in different sub genres in the entertainment business. They were old timers, he loved listening to Dean Martin and hearing some of the older era comedians that were on his pops list of acts or library he should say of records.

It left little room for much else in ones free time, especially as the kid not yet old enough to attend Hogwarts, still wasn't able to use magic without the ministry throwing a fit about it. So that left Sartorious listening to his fathers old records and trying to impersonate each singer and comedian he could, didn't mean he could sing mind you... Just found himself able to sound like those he heard on the radio and record player, spending a lot of time practicing their voices and routines.

Which led to his mothers mind getting ideas, she taught him how to dance those old numbers and kept him busy alright..... She was a master at keeping Sartorious out of trouble and busy when he wasn't in school.

So while some of the Hufflepuffs gathered around him, least those closest to him as to avoid taking the attention away from the ceremony and first years. Sartorious began to look up and set his facial expression to match those who he'd aim to impersonate and started on his routine, telling jokes and using a different voice to sound like one of those old comedians he used to listen to growing up and still did when he had the time.

Before long he switched mid routine and alternated to another impression looking to keep up the momentum and not let himself get caught in a cycle and run out of Material with that impression.

Soon he was laughing right along with those around him, conversing for a bit, before quietly excusing himself and acting like he had a run to make. He didn't want to seem rude with a ceremony going on, but he did feel like some air and checking on Tuck.

Quietly and mindful of the Professors and especially the headmaster, Sartorious got up from his houses table and slipped out of the room as unnoticeable as possible.

Now walking down the halls with a watchful eye as he turned down on hall and then on toward the next looking for Tuck. He knew his owl was likely going out of his mind being couped up in his cage for so long. It seemed like the ceremony was doing fine and a good time, to check on Tuck and let him out to spread his wings before curfew.

Finding his owls cage Sartorious smiled and greeted Tuck with a nod, before opening the cage door and letting him out. "AW... there you are Tuck. Thought you might need some air, how was your trip?" Sartorious spoke with petting underneath Tucks beak and listening to the owl respond. Sounding a bit more playful and like himself now that he was free of the cage again.

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Isabella woke up feeling a set of eyes on her and looked around before seeing the professor her face going a little red out of embarrassment her actions almost copying Sidney's by looking down at the floor, playing with the hem of her skirt mumbling an apology under her breath. Hearing Natalie's comments made her a little more annoyed, she hated little suck ups like her but Bella didn't want to do something that she would regret so tried to calm her temper, "Maybe if others minded their own business and didn't doom themselves then there wouldn't be a problem." She mumbled it to herself but maybe a little too loud her friend elbowing Isabella's side, she tried to hold in the groan. She really needed to calm down before she does something else, she already knew that her mother would hear about this and god knows what she would do.
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