General The Ravenclaw Table 2017-2018

"No it's fine! I only had a couple tables done in my drawing. I'll just have to start over,"Lucia said to comfort him. She was annoyed that her drawing was ruined but she could deal with it. "What's your name?" She asked the boy sitting next to her as she cleaned up the mess of her drawing and flipped to another page. "My name's Lucia, Lucia Silver by the way,"She told him as she began putting things back in place where they were. She had all her markers perfectly aligned and in color order. Each shade of red went from the brightest red to the darkest and the same went for all the other colors. She then went to re-align her colored pencils. She did the same thing she did with the markers when arranging them. After she completed that she smiled. She then looked over at him again and asked again "What's your name? you never told me." She waited looking at him. She saw he was nervous and told him "It's fine if you tell me I know your younger than me but we can still be friends. She smiled at him again before he finally responded with an answer.

Before he could walk away and try to forget this incident ever happened, the girl replied "No it's fine! I only had a couple tables done in my drawing. I'll just have to start over." While he was relieved that she wasn't mad, Hengist was still embarrassed. The girl then asked "What's your name?" as she cleaned up her supplies. This had been the first person to even glance at him (besides when he was sorted), much less speak to him, so Hengist kind of forgot how to speak for a few moments. Luckily, she spoke first, "My name's Lucia, Lucia Silver by the way." He kind of forgot to respond because he then noticed that Lucia's was arranging her markers and pencils perfectly by color, which caught him aback. Hengist, while messy at the table, keeps his books in pristine order alphabetically and he didn't expect someone to show the same kind of care to something that may seem so trivial to others.

He didn't notice how long he was staring at this interesting happenstance before him when Lucia spoke again, "What's your name? You never told me." Caught off guard and embarrassed again, Hengist again lost the ability to speak and blushed at how odd he must seem. Lucia finally said, after a moment of awkward silence "It's fine if you tell me I know your younger than me but we can still be friends."

Hengist finally regained his voice, but not so much any tact. "Your supplies," he said. Lucia looked confused by this statement. "You order your supplies by color, that's interesting. Most people would just throw them on the table, but you actually care enough to put them in perfect order. Oh, by the way, my name is Hengist. Hengist Warbeck. You can call me Hengist or Warbeck, either is fine with me. I really am sorry about your drawing." He probably said all this a bit too fast, but at least he said something.

Hengist Warbeck wrote: 2 Jul 2018, 03:57

Before he could walk away and try to forget this incident ever happened, the girl replied "No it's fine! I only had a couple tables done in my drawing. I'll just have to start over." While he was relieved that she wasn't mad, Hengist was still embarrassed. The girl then asked "What's your name?" as she cleaned up her supplies. This had been the first person to even glance at him (besides when he was sorted), much less speak to him, so Hengist kind of forgot how to speak for a few moments. Luckily, she spoke first, "My name's Lucia, Lucia Silver by the way." He kind of forgot to respond because he then noticed that Lucia's was arranging her markers and pencils perfectly by color, which caught him aback. Hengist, while messy at the table, keeps his books in pristine order alphabetically and he didn't expect someone to show the same kind of care to something that may seem so trivial to others.

He didn't notice how long he was staring at this interesting happenstance before him when Lucia spoke again, "What's your name? You never told me." Caught off guard and embarrassed again, Hengist again lost the ability to speak and blushed at how odd he must seem. Lucia finally said, after a moment of awkward silence "It's fine if you tell me I know your younger than me but we can still be friends."

Hengist finally regained his voice, but not so much any tact. "Your supplies," he said. Lucia looked confused by this statement. "You order your supplies by color, that's interesting. Most people would just throw them on the table, but you actually care enough to put them in perfect order. Oh, by the way, my name is Hengist. Hengist Warbeck. You can call me Hengist or Warbeck, either is fine with me. I really am sorry about your drawing." He probably said all this a bit too fast, but at least he said something.

"It's nice to meet you Warbeck. The reason I order my supplies by color is because it's easier as an artist to be able to grab the color you need without searching in a bag for days. I also am a bit of a perfectionist,"Lucia said explaining why to him. She was used to getting those questions. She had always in muggle school been asked how she could draw and color so well. She never really could explain why very well because she just was. She drew in almost all her spare time unless she was writing a play, practicing a song, or in a meeting with her club. She had friends but only a couple close ones. She never planned on becoming big at the school. She had started to though because of her drawing skill. She never really got swarmed though so that was good. She then tore a peice off her paper and wrote something on it. she wrote to meet her in the room number of her club. She had a meeting to head to so she handed him the paper and cleaned up her supplies into her bags. She then picked the bags up and headed off.

Hengist blinked. He wasn't expecting such a matter-of-fact answer. He thought he may have said something wrong by bringing up the way Lucia ordered her art supplies. The way she answered the question sounded to him like she was answering something she was tired of being asked. Or maybe she was just upset about the ruined drawing. Either way, Hengist figured she had no interest in ever seeing him again, much less speaking to him.

Then, Lucia tore off a small piece of paper and wrote something on it. She then gave Hengist this note, packed her supplies and said that she had a meeting to go to and excused herself. He read the note, which mentioned something about a club she wanted him to go to, the time and room number to meet. Hengist was confused. He was thinking she never wanted to see him again, but instead she invited him to a club. He had no idea how it happened, but maybe Hengist had made an actual friend. Still, he knew that he had made several big social mistakes and was unsure if he would go to the club or not. The club, called Outcast Club, wasn't set to meet for a week or two so Hengist had time to think it over.

After finishing his dinner, Hengist was then told to follow a prefect with the other first years to be shown the way to the Ravenclaw common room and dorms. He followed the group, wondering what more could possibly happen to him.

Kya slowly walked over to the Ravenclaw table. She was very disappointed that she did not follow in her mothers foot prints. Her mother was sorted into Gryffindor. She found an empty spot and sat down. She looked up and down the table. There was every single type of food she could imagine! There was Pasta, Pizza, Chicken, Turkey, but the best part was the deserts! Chocolate cake, truffles, cheesecake! It was like they had a little bit of everything!
Kya took a little pasta and a slice of cheesecake. She looked up from her plate. She had been so exited to meet new friends but now she didn't know how. She had been to shy to meet anybody on the train and now she was even more nervous. She tried to find somebody to talk to but everybody else was talking to a friend from the previous year or a new friend. 'I don't know how they do it' she thought. That made her start thinking about her friends at home.
She had told them that she was going to be sent away to a boarding school for the school year as an excuse for why she wouldn't be there. She remembered there faces and how shocked they were. "How could your mom do that to you!" they said "That is so unfair." Now she thought the same thing. How could her mother send her away from home with no friends. Sure this would help her with her magic but still! She stared down and started picking at her food while she thought about her friends at home.