The Ravenclaw Table 2025-2026

Ava was thrilled to see Marcella, especially knowing that she was just as excited as she was. She wanted to tell the girl about how she didn't expect herself to be a Ravenclaw but decided to skip it. "Now I'm glad, I'm a Ravenclaw too," she said smiling at her, sitting down beside her.

Ava laughed with Marcella as she listened to her story. She could imagine them bickering even though she had never seen them. "My father would be so happy, he too was a Ravenclaw, so he would prefer me to be one too, but to be honest my mum did think I would be a Hufflepuff," she said while already piling her plates with so many delicious foods.

"Everything looks so delicious, I don't think I would be able to taste everything," the seer said, already looking forward to such a grand feast every day. "By the way, if we want to room up together, we'd better get early, huh?" She could just imagine them going to classes and being really close friends in future.

She started eating, enjoying every bite, looking around the Great Hall, just a few minutes back, she was so nervous she could pass out, and now, she couldn’t wait for her Hogwarts life to begin. Having friends changes everything.

Marcella listened as Ava told her about her parents. "Hufflepuff, huh? Kinda suits you, but your demeanour is just so..ravenclaw-ish," Marcella said with a smile on her face. She was glad she had Ava as a friend. Marcella looked down at her empty gold plate. She had only just realised how hungry she was. The sweets on the train seemed ages ago. Marcella piled her plate with a bit of everything and began to eat. It was all delicious.

Marcella pondered Ava's statement. "I'm just gonna try every food I deem consumable, every single day. I can't wait till school starts. I also want to try duelling." Marcella said.

When everyone had eaten as much as they could, the remains of the food faded from the plates, leaving them sparkling clean as before. A moment later, the desserts appeared. As Marcella helped herself to a treacle tart, chocolate éclairs, jam doughnuts, trifle, and strawberries.

"You're right, we should get going. I really don't wanna room with a person who might potentially hate me or worse dye my hair permanently out of spite." Marcella shuddered, "I remember one of my father's friends, Uncle Augustus, had to share a dorm room with his childhood frenemy. Though they didn't have much of a friendship between them anyway. And that childhood frenemy had dyed my Uncle's hair permanently in a, to be honest, a very cool shade of blue" Marcella was finally convinced that her life at Hogwarts wouldn't be bad at all.

"I was thinking of joining Quidditch, but we still have time for that, until then I gotta pay attention in flying lessons," Ava said with a mouthful of food.

As they were finished gorging on their dinner, desserts appeared in front of them. Ava was overjoyed and started loading up a bit of everything. She laughed at the story of Marcella's uncle, imagining a guy with neon blue hair.

She wanted to reassure her that they would get a dorm together, but her face was already stuffed with desserts and she didn't want to look like a chipmunk. So she just nodded and tried her best to chew a bit faster.

After a lot of eating and getting brain freeze from gulping down ice cream a bit too fast, they were finished with the feast. Ava quickly stood up, feeling a bit of sugar rush and hyperactive, "We should get going now, I heard the stairs are confusing, don't wanna get lost."

She was so excited to get going that her feet couldn't even stay still, if she weren’t in a hall with lots of students, she would have started jumping from excitement. She could imagine herself rooming up with Marcella, gossiping about stuff, doing their homework, and making all sorts of memories.

"Quidditch huh? I might give it a try, but yeah, you're right, we still have tons of time for that," Marcella said, finishing the last bits of food on her plate. Marcella imagined herself getting accepted for the Ravenclaw Quidditch Team. She wondered what her position would be. She wondered whether she could be a seeker or, better yet, a chaser. She imagined herself attending practices and lessons with Ava. Excitement filled her veins as she imagined the various types of things she would do.

After a lot of eating, they were finished with the feast. Marcella stood alongside her friend. "We should. I wonder what our common room looks like. I wonder whether they'll have an entire wall filled with books." A sudden thought occurred in her head and she squeled, "Oh my god! What if there is a secret spot behind the bookshelves or the wall?" she asked. She was super excited for her time at Hogwarts. She could already imagine herself going to class with Ava, gossiping about stuff, doing their homework, going to Hogsmead, hanging out, and making all sorts of memories. Marcella looked forward to it all. Finally, a friend to call her own. She hoped Ava and her wouldn't have to separate by any means.

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Rose obviously was joking about them being parent in any ways but now it was certain they couldn't. Yet it was interesting to know about someone's family roots. Rose to be honest didn't know much about her own as she didn't ask neither but there probably was not such as coming from a specific bloodline family. Although from her father's side the question could be raised and asked. Plus it was always interesting to know more and better about where each was coming from and the story of their family. Maybe she should interest herself more in it and question her parents and grandparents while they were still there. As Harry mentioned his family being a wizard one she wondered if they had a predominance for a house.

"Were your parents also in Ravenclaw? Was Ravenclaw the house you wanted to be sorted into?" she curiously asked.

Perhaps was it like her and her dad's family or on the contrary like her mother. Though that was fascinating and interesting how some family were enchained to a house as generation and generation were sorted into a same one whereas for some others it was not the case at all.

Rose realising she remained silent a bit longer than intended smiled before glancing at the newspaper Harry had been reading earlier and thinking of their conversation about Quidditch she asked.
"So is flying one your most awaited class?" she paused before adding to her question "Or is there any other ones you can't wait for?" she asked curious of Harry's answer as she noticed he was reading about statistics as well.

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After they talked about their family, houses they have been sorted into and classes preferences Harry whispered something in Rose's ear that made her widened her eyes in surprise not expecting this wonder from him. She turned to look at him speaking in his casual tone again as if he hadn't suggested anything close to the crazy. Then Rose reflected on the proposal while looking at her empty plate.

Indeed she too were probably curious about how other houses may look like and that it would be interesting and thrilling to get in but she also knew it was prohibited and liable to at least a detention if not more. But it needed to be caught of course. Nevertheless she couldn't deny that was indeed tempting.

"That is indeed tempting. I too wonder how it does look but..." she paused looking back at Harry "..if it were to happen you would need to be extra careful not to get caught."

Then thinking a bit deeper about it she put her hand on her chin before pursuing.
"Although some houses may not be that easy to get in. As far as I know Gryffindor has a password to enter. As for the others I have no idea but that could be figured out anyways." Rose's eyes were slightly sparkling at Harry's idea though which seemed to be more than just a random idea into Harry's mind who appeared rather determined to enter them one day.