General The Slytherin Table 2019-2020

"I hope we can be friends, Kara>"
"I...I..." Tears started to well in her eyes. Those words, they, they were so sweet, so soothing, she had just found relief.
"Yes yes yes yes yes and a bunch more yes's! I would love being your friend! Thank you thank you thank you!" She yelped in delight.
She gave Lilian a big hug and started crying, she had done it. Her dream had come true!! She had always thought so low of herself when all she had to say was hello!
Kara was having a full on celebration in her head. She was so happy and overwhelmed at the same time. Wiping the tears of joy from her eyes, she continued.
"I will never be able to thank you enough, I've been needing a friend. You seemed to appear in my life as an angel! Also, about my surname, it's my horoscope because I've been fostered my whole life and nobody knew my actual birth surname. So, my foster mother, Lilly, decided to take her husband's tradition of making last names their horoscopes, and that's how I got my surname, I like it, but I thought other people would think it's really weird...Do you think it is?

@Kara Capricorn

Kara starts to crying this makes Lilian wonder that if she says something wrong. But when Kara hugs her and accepts Lilian's friend request with a lot of joy Lilian realizes that she is just happy.

Lilian giggles and looks at Kara with a happy expression and thinks that she is gonna great friends with Kara.

"I will never be able to thank you enough, I've been needing a friend. You seemed to appear in my life as an angel! Also, about my surname, it's my horoscope because I've been fostered my whole life and nobody knew my actual birth surname. So, my foster mother, Lilly, decided to take her husband's tradition of making last names their horoscopes, and that's how I got my surname, I like it, but I thought other people would think it's really weird...Do you think it is? Kara says to Lilian.

'Well I don't think that it's weird. Actually for me its a very unique and beautiful surname. İf you think that your surname is weird then what should ı do?'Lilian asks while giggling.

'Me an angel? No of course not. I just wanna be friends with you that's all. But let me tell you something Kara ı can be hyper and energetic sometimes and that can make you angry ' Lilian tells in a little serious tone.

@Lilian Doll

Kara smiled brightly at Lilian, she liked her already. She felt like she had known Lilian for years, that was how much that Lilian had meant to her. She didn't care if she would get mad sometimes, that's what happens, it's life!
"Well, once you know me for a long time, I'll be a lot more open and hyper around you, so I hope you're not as hot-headed as me!"
She smiled brightly, feeling a warm feeling inside. She had lost the spark that she had with her friends and had become a shell of her past self, only thinking of her own pity and not being brave enough to even talk! She ate some more food and knew that this was the true beginning of her year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!
She wondered what time is was and then an owl flew above her head and a letter fell into her hands. She looked at the note and gasped. It was from Mia and Gabriel. Lilly and Matthew's names were on the envelope too! Her whole heart and soul yelped with delight. Kara felt like a child again. She wondered what they had sent her. Not thinking, she leaped out of her chair and looked apologetically at Lilian. "I'm sorry, but I just got a letter I've been waiting for, and I have to practice my spells for Charms class. It was nice meeting you! She grabbed her book and ran off to the Slytherin common room yelling with glee and with her heart burning with satisfaction. It was time to overcome all that got in her way!!

Kristen sat down at the slytherin table uncomfortably. He was still having trouble accepting that any of this was actually happening.
Apparently, he was in a school full of witches and wizards and he himself was a wizard, but his brain just wouldn't accept it.
I've died, his brain told him. Or I'm in a coma or something. This can't actually exist. Magic isn't real. But it was real, and it was happening.
He looked over at the sorting hat, which was currently being placed on another students head. The hat had said that those who were in Slytherin were 'cunning'; That wasn't exactly how he would describe himself. He wondered if the hat had put him in the right house.
He looked around at all the other Slytherins. They all seemed to be having their own conversations. He sat there, unsure of what to do. Feeling quite unwanted, he looked up and down the table at the feast. The food looked great, but he wasn't hungry.
He reached into one of his large cloak pockets, and pulled out a book he had bought at Diagon Alley (Fantastic Beasts and where to find them). He didn't read normally, but he didn't have anything to do and the book was interesting. He just sat there, reading, waiting for the sorting ceremony to end so he could go to his dormitory and go to bed.

@Kristen Coulter

Morris entered the Great Room and took a seat at the Slytherin Table after being sorted he feasted on all sorts of foods, talked with newer sorted people, waiting to meet someone who wanted to be friends. Morris didn't want to seem too desperate to make people his friend, unless they wanted to. This was his first time here, so Morris seemed to be nervous.

Morris got up to get more food, he saw a boy named Kristen Coulter and tried to make friends with him, that's a start. Morris is usually shy making friends at first, but once you get to know him and he knows you, he is more talkative. Morris thought he was pretty kindhearted, caring, and likable person to talk to, Morris could talk to you about anything, and everything, he just had that kind of atmosphere around him, he may be slow at making friends, but he will get there in due time, as his years in Hogwarts continue. Morris loves having friends he can trust with his secrets, questions and concerns to. Morris looks all around, and he tries to talk to someone, and tries to make friends with them, Morris feels he is doing good trying hard to make friends.

@Morris Miller
@Kristen Coulter

Once the sorting of the first years was done the Headmaster made a few last remaining marks before the great feast appeared on the tables before the hungry students. She politely fixed her plate like most of the Slytherin’s around her. Being raised with manners that some lacked she tried to keep her eyes on her own plate and fill it with a balanced meal of delicious but also healthy. Of course she added a few more desserts than she needed.

Violet happened to sit right next to the two boys, noticing that Kristen was busy lost in thought as if this was all a knew world to him caused the girl to grin. He must be a muggle born wizard. Wouldn’t it be cool to find out that you somehow had magic in your soul even though your family thought you to be completely ordinary. Noticing the book in his hands she swooped into the conversation before it could even be started by Morris. “My brother is a magiczoologist just like the man that wrote that book. He’s shown me photos of him with some of the endangered creatures in there.” She hadn’t intended it to be so snobbish but more as if she was trying to help the other boy if he wanted it. Cleaning her hand on her robe she offered it to him, “Violet, Violet Flowers by you can call me VeVe.” She turned her attention to the boy the farthest from her. This was her chance to make two friends with one conversation right? She shouldn’t miss out on it by cutting the boy off.

With a grin she added, “what are your names? We should get along since we will be classmates.”

Adohiro Moira sat at the Slytherin table, wondering who would be his friends and enemies. He had a few food items on his plate, he wasn't a big eater. He ate like a bird which was no wonder why he was lean and skinny as a twig. He wanted to be top of the House and would try to work harder than everyone else. He was tired of his eldest brother looking down on him for being soft-spoken and timid. He began to eat quietly, the food tasted good, but it was different from what he ate at home. It would take awhile to eat these kinds of meals after growing up eating Korean dishes. He began to feel homesick and he pushed the food away, not feeling hungry anymore. Even though he was treated like a nuisance at home, he missed it. This place wasn't home at all but he decided to make friends and have good memories of his years in Hogwarts. He wanted to make a name of himself and decided to. "Hello, everyone! My name is Adohiro!" He spoke loudly standing up all of a sudden, maybe a bit too loud. However, determination glinted in his eyes. He felt like all eyes were on him and he quickly sat down. Was it too much or did he sound okay?

It was so loud he could barely hear himself think.

Shen had been dragged into the center of Syltherin table by the swarm of upperclassmen that had engulfed him when he was declared, "SLYTHERIN!" He'd been at the table less than ten minutes, and he was already awash by the sound caused by the hundreds of students. He reflected for a quick moment, He really did not miss his parents. It was almost natural for him to be independent, his upbringing really had quite effected him. The food suddenly appeared, Shen quietly and politely filled his plate with a small selection of appetizers, finishing it and then moving onto his next course. Each selection he made with a careful patience, carefully using his fork and knife, and carefully chewing. The quality was poorer than he was used to, the flavor was there, but it really just wasn't the same. He had been politely answering to a few questions throughout the meal, his name, his house back in South Kensington, and what he wanted to focus upon, transfiguration. It was so tedious, putting on a mask for all of these people and acting familiar with them before getting to know them. How many of them would still be here the next year? How many of them actually have ambitions that drive them forward? How many of them will I actually learn to trust and depend upon? Thoughts flew a mile a minute within his head. He needed to set himself apart. He could not let himself be tied down and held back socially or academically, and this was the house for him to do it in. Ambition and power, that is what he needed. So it was back to the polite nodding and smiling, the carrying on of conversation and the attempt to make "lifelong" friendships.

Her nerves were still a bit rattled as Valentina made her way to the Slytherin table after dealing with that disgusting sorting hat. At least she'd been sorted into Slytherin. She was proudly continuing the tradition of her parents and grandparents. But now. Social interaction. The slight girl sighed and approached an empty seat at the table, glancing from person to person, trying to decide outright who she liked and didn't. First of all, why was everyone acting so friendly? They didn't know her. She didn't know them. Not yet anyway. The girl wasn't one to offer a smile to just anyone. The person had to deserve her attention. And she didn't yet know any of them well enough to gauge if that was the case. Until then, they'd all be treating equally with a blank look and a bored expression.

Valentina took a moment to really take in her surroundings. She hadn't been very impressed when she'd first entered the Great Hall, but she had to admit now that it was pretty grand, if a little dusty. They had House Elves certainly. Clearly, some of them weren't doing their jobs. The floor looked slightly dirty as well. She certainly hoped nobody would be expecting her to clean up after herself. She'd never cleaned a thing in her life. Cleaning was for people less, well, privileged. Glancing at the plate in front of herself suspiciously, she noted a fingerprint.  There was a smudge on her cup as well. Well, this was her home now. She'd have to try and make the best of it. 

Sighing audibly, she finally turned her attention to the others at the table. "So this is Hogwarts, huh. I expected it to be bigger." 

Cassie is standing between her young witches and wizards peer. One by one their name was called by the Headmaster. Cassie look up to the high ceiling that was enchanted by stars and hanging candles. There's erupted cheers from the tables. Some goes to Gryffindors, some goes to Hufflepuffs, some goes to Ravenclaws, and some goes to Slytherins. Cassie sighs already bored of her mind waiting for her turn.

"Ironwoods, Cassandra"the Headmaster called. Cassie still look up to the ceiling. "Ironwoods, Cassandra""The Headmaster called out again. A nudge from a boy near her, bring her back to reality. "Is it you, does it?"ask the boy. Cassie nodded her head. Slowly she walks up to the bench and sat down. The cap is place on top of her head.

"Aahh yes! I know another Ironwoods many years ago"Said the chatter cap. "Hmm.. let's see! You have the determine and cunning for being a Slytherin an a smart side for being a Ravenclaw. Hmm.. very intriguing indeed"Continue the cap. "An intelligence young witch like you suit for Ravenclaw. They can take you to the places you wanted to be, you know"Claimed the cap. "No Ravenclaw"Cassie said ignorantly. "No Ravenclaw, eh? Do have a grudge against them?"Inquire the hat. "No"Cassie said cold and short.

"Very well then. Better be.."The hat hold a small pause. Cassie unknowingly hold her breath.

"SLYTHERIN!!"Holler the talking hat.

Erupted cheers come from the Slytherin table when their House being called. The cap was remove from her head. She walks toward the Slytherin table and some older student smile at her. She know she eventually will be a Slytherin but the idea of being a Ravenclaw (just like her mom) didn't sit a bit well with her. Don't get her wrong, she loves her mom but she love being Slytherin just a bit above all.

After all the young witches and wizards being sorted to their respective Houses, the Headmaster said a bit words regarding the do's and dont's 1st year student can't and can't do. "Let's the feast, begin"said the Headmaster close up his speeches. Various meal is on the table from roasted chicken to sweets. Cassie look at the feast with wide eyes. Never before her very eyes she saw so many dishes in a table. Cassie slowly took what she want and begin to eat.