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Post by mk on Aug 16, 2006 4:54:02 GMT
(This thread is open to all students and staff.)
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Post by mk on Aug 16, 2006 12:26:47 GMT
After her departure from the train, Mistress watched curious for the tavington boy, as she stood next to one of the carriages. He was suppose to remain with the rest of the first years, but she didn't see him anywhere with the group. Come on, Madison, or we'll be late for the feast. Hearing her first name being called out, Mistress turned and glared at her friend. "Never call me that." She said coldly, before getting in. Looking around, for him once more, Mistress shrugged her shoulders and thought he would be okay...
When they arrived to the castle, Mistress was the last person to get out of the carriages. She really didn't care for being on time and to hear the professors beginning of the new term speeches. However, she did want to be on time for the sorting. Mistress after all was headgirl this year, which come with more responceibities. Plus she wanted to know who was getting sorted into her house this year. Most of all him. For some odd reason, she felt like she needed to watch over him. He seemed helpless.
It didn't take to long for the first years to come into the great hall and into the front. The sorting hat was already in place, and the only thing left was to wait...wait intill his name was called and, him sorted into Slytherin. So she had hoped...
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Post by Lucifer Tavington on Aug 16, 2006 14:27:56 GMT
Lucifer looked around all the other first years as they were pilled into boats most of them seemed like they were avoiding him, he got in a boat with a few girls and they ignored him, this made him frown but he soon stopped when he looked up at the castle a gasp escaped his mouth as he watched it get closer and closer.
They arrived sometime later and were pushed into the hall, Lucifer being slightly shorter than most of the others was hidden quite well in the middle of them, he stared at the sorting hat and watched it move and sing its little song before names started getting called out.
"Lucifer Tavington!" was shouted and he gulped before slowly walking up to the stool and sitting down, he could see Mistress but stayed focused on the wall at the back of the hall, he felt the hat on his head then almost jumped a mile when it spoke in his ear. "What do we have here then quite a mix of houses in your past," it spoke, Lucifer jumped a bit, "But where to put you......I know" it said "SLYTHERIN" so that everyone could hear.
Lucifer smiled a bit and got off the stool when the hat was taken from him and went to the Slytherin table and sat at the end which was set up for the new arrivals and waited for everyone else to be sorted.
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Post by Anna Cross on Aug 16, 2006 14:47:37 GMT
After being sorted, Anna made her way over to the Ravenclaw table. Sitting down, she looked around at the other tables, seeing the other first years and thought they looked just as nervous as she felt.
Reaching for a jug that was filled with pumpkin juice, she poured herself a glass and tooka sip, trying not to give off the impression she was nervous.
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Post by Draco Malfoy on Aug 16, 2006 15:05:12 GMT
Draco sat at the back of the hall surrounded by his usual gang of slytherins. He yawned in a rather bored manner as h watched the straggly lot of 1st years being sorted into their various houses, half of them looked as if they were about to keel over with fear and the other half looked las if they were about to explode with excitement.
He didnt knowwhy he had come back, or rather, why his father had insisted he finished his time here, he was more than prepared to drop everything and become a full-time death eater as it were. But no, his father had made him return, although he did get thetedious task of spying on potter and his army of do-gooders as to report theiractions back to the dark lord. He looked to Goyle and nudged his fat arm "Juice" he said simply and Goyle reached over and poured him some pumpkin juice which Draco then became interested in whilst the rest of the sorting finished.
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Post by mk on Aug 16, 2006 15:27:58 GMT
"What?!" Mistress snarled at the person sitting across from her. The Slytherin male was looking at her for some reason, and she just rolled her eyes at the guy. Her attention then soon turned back to the sorting, just as Lucifer's name. "Pssh" Mistress thought when the sorting hat said something about his family being in different houses or whatever.
A smirk come across her face not a moment later. Lucifer had been sorted into Slytherin, just as she told him, he would have been. She wanted to call him, to sit over next to her but he sat down at the head of the table, with the other sorted first years.
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Post by Esmerelda Rosier on Aug 16, 2006 22:14:14 GMT
As the naming and sorting of the new Hogwarts students contiinued, Esmeralda Rosier stood patiently and calmly watching all the other students have the ancient looking hat sit on their heads and sort them into their houses, either Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff. She watched a couple of students she had seen on the train with her burning eyes.
When a professor finally called out her named she calmly stepped forward to sit on the chair in front of all the students of the school. She watched the hat be put on her with focused eyes. Then, she closed her eyes so she could concentrate on what the hat said. She heard it whisper in her ear for a moment, tellig her how well it knew what house she would be in.After a moment or two the hat opened it's mouth to yell out:
"SLYTHERIN!"
Esmeralda grinned as she finally got sorted and she sat up and walked over to the Slytherin Table sitting alongside some other students. She took notice of Mistress, Anna, Draco, and Lucifer.
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Post by Kotone Kasumi on Sept 9, 2006 22:14:06 GMT
Kotone sighed indifferently, the ebony-haired girl infinitely bored with the ceremony. “It’s the same thing every year, for god’s sake,” she muttered under her breath, staring down at the empty china plate in front of her. “We come, the little whelps get sorted into their stupid houses, we eat and then we go to our dormitories. Done. Why is this ceremony such a big deal to everyone?”
She shifted in her seat, long black hair pulled back partially by a silver hair clamp that glimmered in the candle- and ceiling-light. She leaned her chin in the palm of her gloved hand, a tinkling sound emitting from the harp earrings that dangled from her triple-pierced ears; the Asian female stifled a yawn behind her hand, glancing around and catching sight of Keeves, Malfoy, Tavington and all the others.
“Boring,” she muttered, tugging at the collar of her already slightly messy Slytherin uniform. Miss Kasumi checked the platform again; cold brown eyes focused upon the stool and ancient Sorting Hat as she shifted in her seat again. She had never liked Sortings…After all, at Kotone’s six or seven years ago, she had actually be considered for Ravenclaw. The musician shuddered at the thought, provoking an odd look from the Slytherin boy next to her that caused her to glare back at him coldly. She uncrossed and crossed her legs, her fingers itching for the sound and touch of a harp’s metal strings.
Then, the girl sighed once more, though now it was more melancholy. It would have to wait, since there were still about seven more students to be sorted. “Ah well,” she mumbled under her breath, tone resigned and posture suddenly more relaxed.
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