General The Hufflepuff Table 2017 - 2018 Closed

After unpacking, Aspen finally made her way to the Great Hall for some food. She has heard wonderful things about Hogwarts and its food.  As she walks in,she is shellshocked. She didn’t expect it to be so big and lively. The ceiling is what interested her the most. As she gazes upon the ceiling, her friend Jenna Loveland calls her over to sit. Before heading over, Aspen waves to her other friend in Ravenclaw, Sally Walker,as if to say
 “Hi!”. 
Sally waves back and smiles, mouthing “ Want to study later?” Still walking toward Jenna, Aspen replies by nodding her head politely. Sitting down across from Jenna, Aspen just now notice she how much food is displayed down the table. 
“Who were you talking to on your way over?” Jenna asks
“ Just a friend, her name is Sally. She’s a Ravenclaw, and before you say anything about having friends that aren’t in the same house, she is a nice girl who measures people in quality, not quality.  Unlike some. Plus she doesn’t act like a know-it-all, like most Ravenclaw do.”
“ I was just asking who she was, ” Jenna tries to argue,but clearly fails
“ Jenna I know you too well... bloody hell! This chicken is simply scrumptious” 
“ I know right! I’ve had like three or four legs already.”
“Are you ready for Herbology?” 
“Yes I cannot wait! You know that is the class I’m looking forward to most!”
Aspen and Jenna keep on laughing and chatting about everything and nothing like best friends do and should while eating the simply scrumptious chicken(as Aspen likes to say). 

Elizabeth sits down at the table, she looks around at the faces none of them quite familiar. Then again, she hasn't quite met anyone yet. In front of her was the much desired plate of food, grabbing her fork she picked up the food and brought it to her mouth. Chewing silently, she listened to others talking, but herself not speaking a word. 

The smell of food was all she could even sense, it was just a big bomb of scent. Sniffling her nose she covered up her nose with her cloak. About to sneeze, she held it in and then put her arm down, enjoying the relief of not having to sneeze. Eating one more bite out of her food she looked around and then looked back down, everyone seemed to basically have an idea at what to do with each other.

Taking out her wand, she points it at the food that she had and then says a quiet word of "Food" but then nothing happens, muttering again, she remembers that she basically knew nothing and the only thing she knew was how to clean up after her family. Huffing she put her wand back, hoping nobody saw her failure of a spell.

She just wanted to make herself look awesome, like those witches from the muggle shows that they usually play on Sunday afternoons back at home.

Aspen Blythe wrote: After unpacking, Aspen finally made her way to the Great Hall for some food. She has heard wonderful things about Hogwarts and its food.  As she walks in,she is shellshocked. She didn’t expect it to be so big and lively. The ceiling is what interested her the most. As she gazes upon the ceiling, her friend Jenna Loveland calls her over to sit. Before heading over, Aspen waves to her other friend in Ravenclaw, Sally Walker,as if to say
 “Hi!”. 
Sally waves back and smiles, mouthing “ Want to study later?” Still walking toward Jenna, Aspen replies by nodding her head politely. Sitting down across from Jenna, Aspen just now notice she how much food is displayed down the table. 
“Who were you talking to on your way over?” Jenna asks
“ Just a friend, her name is Sally. She’s a Ravenclaw, and before you say anything about having friends that aren’t in the same house, she is a nice girl who measures people in quality, not quality.  Unlike some. Plus she doesn’t act like a know-it-all, like most Ravenclaw do.”
“ I was just asking who she was, ” Jenna tries to argue,but clearly fails
“ Jenna I know you too well... bloody hell! This chicken is simply scrumptious” 
“ I know right! I’ve had like three or four legs already.”
“Are you ready for Herbology?” 
“Yes I cannot wait! You know that is the class I’m looking forward to most!”
Aspen and Jenna keep on laughing and chatting about everything and nothing like best friends do and should while eating the simply scrumptious chicken(as Aspen likes to say). 

((OOC: You realize I never agreed to this.))
((OOC: But I enjoyed.  ))

So May was sorting to Hufflepuff. She was happy when she look on this table with big smile. Everybody look so nice and kind for here but she also look on here brothers. She even wave to them but both of them was in different house. So basically she stay in hufflepuff alone. It was little sad but after few seconds she start to say Hello to everybody and polite smile. After this her eyes look at this amazing dishes and all the food. She was hungry all day she can't eat anything because she was so nervous about going to this school. So now that the nerves were piercing, it gave a sign that it was empty. May he put on a plate full of his favorite delicacies. Of course, sweets belonged to them. However, her mother forbade her to eat too much. The girl, so she started eating the most ordinary chicken, which was delicious. In the meantime, she began to talk with students about the classes that were waiting for them. Herbology or the potions classes seemed to be quite interesting, as if teachers would teach these subjects. The girl's head was full of thoughts on how these classes would look and what to learn from them.

Sirius entered the Great Hall and headed to the Hufflepuff's table. His breakfast was already waiting on him.  Fried eggs with sliced sausages attractively lied on plate. 
"King's meal. Nice and sweet."
The young wizard started eating, and he did it in a hurry. That wasn't mother's breakfast in the parent's house, no more. The boy had a lot to be done here, as well as learned. 
"That's my second day here. I need to get to know people and the castle ." 
Sirius finished with food, drunk out his juice and only after that he slowed down a bit and looked around. There were other pupils, teachers. Young Moffew wasn't looking for familiar faces, he was confidently sure, that all his friends are muggles, and only he got the list. That was just a habit - to observe people around, to notice their behaviour. 
"These people should be different with muggles. Muggles are dreaming about a magic wand, despite wizards. Interesting, what wizards are dreaming about? What I'm dreaming about? Easy question: as all children I'm dreaming about becoming adult..."
Sirius looked at the teachers table.
"When you are adult, you have so many possibilities. You may do whatever you want. Use magic outside the school. Spend your earning in only your way. Walk in the Forbidden Forest..."
Finally, boy remembered about his duties and rapidly ran to the Crarms class.   

The stories his father has told him about how huge Hogwarts is was definitely not an understatement. All he could do when he first entered the Great Hall was be in awe: he must've looked silly with his eyes widened and his mouth wide open. Looking around, it wasn't until a few minutes later that it was time for him to be sorted. As soon as the hat was placed on top of his head its voice announced to everyone that he belonged into Hufflepuff. With a smile, he hopped off the stool.

As he walked towards the Hufflepuff table, all the adrenaline of actually being here–in a real school, not being homeschooled by his mother–died down, making him realize how many people there are all around him. At home it was just him... now he's surrounded by hundreds of other students! What if I'm not going to fit in? What if I don't make any friends? The smile slowly disappeared off his face.

Not wanting to dwell on the "what ifs", Lucas decided to make the best of the situation. Sending another smile, albeit a shaky one, to his fellow Hufflepuffs, he took an empty chair and sat down at the table, immediately filling his plate with all the delicious food he could find. As he took a bite of a piece of chicken, his mind wandered off to the classes he has to follow, wanting to do good in them to make his parents proud. Speaking of which... I need to send an owl to my parents to let them know that I'm a Hufflepuff and not a Slytherin like dad. I hope he won't be too mad.

Making a mental note to himself, he carefully looked around him and took in all the unfamiliar faces, hoping to make friends with some of them. Due to the nerves he's feeling, he doesn't trust his voice so Lucas is simply going to wait until someone speaks up to him. He'll enjoy the food in the meantime.

Omar walked in and sat and he felt good to be in hufflepuff he ate and talked to other people and made knew friends. He asked about the sports they have because he wants to be in one he wants to know who he can join a team or something fun

Harley walked down the stairs to the massive doors of the great hall, wearing his new robes he walked to the third table that was the Hufflepuff table. Everyone had begun to eat when he reached the table, many people were mingling and having there own small conversations about what their life was before. 

Taking a seat between a girl and boy, he reached for some chicken and greens. With that in his bowl he began to eat, not noticing anyone or anything else around him as he ate the food. The world seemed to have left him as he feasted on the lovely food in front of him, over hearing some conversations from some of his peers he wanted to say something but bit his tongue. Finished his food he grabbed a few more pieces of chicken before doing anything else, scuffing down the food before a day of hard work is how he liked to start them.

His parents would not be happy how he did not try to mingle with anyone so he swallowed and turned to the closest person and said
"Hi, I am Harley Jonson and I come from Newcastle, where are you from".

After being sorted, Cynthia hurried off to join her new house-mates at the Hufflepuff table.  She was welcomed by all of the Hufflepuffs as a new friend.  Even the other Houses cheered for her and she thought that was a sweet gesture.  She sat down, shook a few hands and introduced herself to them.  She wanted to do her best and earn as many house points as she could to help her house win the House Cup.

Once the Sorting Ceremony was finished, the feast started.  Cynthia knew that all the food prepared and served at Hogwarts was the work of several house-elves.  They seemed to have outdone themselves for this feast!  Several different plates of food magically appeared on the tables.  Everyone tucked into a fabulous dinner that was well-prepared and smell wonderful.  Cynthia dug into all her favorite foods and was having the time of her life.  She wasn’t nervous or scared of the idea of being away from her parents.

As she ate a wonderful dinner, she looked around the Great Hall.  She never realized the castle could be so big.  It would take her a long time to discover all of it.  She secretly hoped she wouldn’t get lost on her first day of classes.  She thought of what those classes would be like.  She knew lots about magic already so she shouldn’t have too much trouble.  She could always ask the teachers for help.

James had been an occupant here at Hogwarts castle for about a month now, and he was loving it more than he could have ever imagine (which is saying something, because James has a huge imagination and has always been known to be very, very imaginative)! James came to the Great Hall about three times each day: breakfast, lunch, and dinner/dessert (he always felt obliged to add dessert to his list of meals). James always sat at the Hufflepuff table, and although he really wanted to, he hadn't gotten around to sitting with some of the other houses and meeting more people.
James looked around as he sat down for his current meal of the day, which was, to his delight, a lovely quiche and a melon fruit salad accompanied with a goblet of milk. He took a bite of the quiche with his fork, and then sipped at the sup of milk, looking around at the people gathered in the Great Hall. He began to notice that there were quite a number of new faces he had never seen before. He decided to start meeting some new people, starting here at the Hufflepuff Table.
James turned to face some of the other newer Hufflepuffs who were sitting, eating their own meals.
"Hey all! Lucas, Omar, Harley, Sirius, Cynthia..." (those were the names he read via their name tags first).