The Slytherin Table 2023-2024

September 1

Juniper sat down at the long Slytherin dining table after her sorting and was greeted warmly by the table. The table was quiet for the rest of the sorting but once every new student was sorted the table erupted into lively discussion. Magically mass amounts of food began appearing on the table. The feast was grand. Juniper had been eagerly awaiting dinner, her stomach still intermittently rumbling. There were so many dishes available for the main course including beef casserole, black pudding, pork chops, shepherds pie and Yorkshire Pudding. Additionally, there were roasted vegetables, baked pumpkin, and mashed potatoes. The scent coming from the table was divine. Juniper couldn’t help but lick her lips and then followed suit when other students began to fill up their plates. Immediately the first year Slytherin piled on the Yorkshire Pudding, it was one of her favourites. She also grabbed some roasted vegetables and baked pumpkin although in smaller proportions compared to the Yorkshire Pudding that dominated her plate. She drowned everything in a brown gravy and dug in. She was a small girl, but she had a big appetite. Stuffing her face full of dinner, she thought to herself ‘I cannot wait for pudding’, tapping her leg in anticipation. She was so fond of sweets that she had almost bought one of everything from the trolley on Hogwarts Express but had limited herself to Cauldron Cakes, Pumpkin Pasties (her favourite treat) and some Liquorice Wands. She had eaten it all and was still hungry. Becoming thirsty the first year took in all the options to drink finally settling on a cold glass of pumpkin juice. She took a sip and looked around her. Everyone seemed ravenous like her, it had been a big day and they had worked up an appetite.

Sylvee sighed after sitting down. The day had been long. And quiet. Until now, at least. The boisterous hall was a large change from the quiet compartment of the train. Sylvee, as not one to make small talk, had sat on the farthest edge of the carriage and re-read her schoolbooks, hardly even glancing at the people who had sat beside her.
After being sorted into Slytherin, Sylvee walked over to their table. Very calm and collected, although she was a bit surprised. She had fully expected to be placed in Ravenclaw. She wasn't complaining, though.
As she walked, however, she could not help but gaze around in wonder at the magic all around her. Growing up with muggles, she was unaccustomed to magic.
She ended up surrounded by all of her new classmates. Food appeared on the tables from thin air and Sylvee, a bit taken aback, stared in surprise, while everyone around her ravenously dug in. Bringing herself back to reality, Sylvee began taking small portions of every food to try.
Sylvee ate quietly, not speaking to anyone, all the while watching everyone else curiously. She noticed few other Slytherins talking, as everyone was too busy eating. Sylvee, not having much of an appetite, settled to picking at her food. While looking around, Sylvee studied her fellow first years. She knew she should make small talk with some people and make some friends but didn't feel up to it at the moment.
I'll do it later, she told herself. although she wasn't entirely sure she would.

Interacting with: @Juniper Kyteler, @Sylvee Evans

Primly fluffing her hair to a more tidy appearance, Noa approached the Slytherin table with a confident posture and spotted a free space near other girls. If her memory serves her right, they're fellow first years as well as she had spotted them during the Sorting Ceremony. Normally she would immediately retreat to the dorm or to the library to start her homework but her stomach demanded to be filled and the smells of dinner further cemented that decision.

It had been a tiring day, to say the least. Double Potions and Herbology and she was behind her DADA homework which earned her an E. That grade didn't sit well with her, although this one stung more than her A she managed to scrape on the last Potions assignment.

Was it because she was expecting too much of herself?

No, that couldn't be.

Noa shook her head as she sat down on the bench and an empty plate popped in front of her. A generous portion of roast beef and boiled potatoes slathered with butter immediately called out to her and in no time, she piled the meat onto her plate with the small vegetable and her goblet brimming with iced pumpkin juice.

She held back a smile, knowing that her friend Lucie would take on look at her goblet and make a disgusted expression.

While taking delicate bites of her dinner, Noa's blue eyes carefully scanned the occupants of her House's table. A lot of them are higher years in the middle of a conversation or some other and others are just eating with their meals.

On her right, she saw a girl with wavy platinum blonde hair looking around as well, and near her was another girl with fiery red hair who was busy with her dinner. Feeling that the surroundings were a tad too quiet for the social butterfly, she took a sip from her goblet and gave a small wave to the blonde, hoping to get her attention.

"Hello!"

Interacting with: @Noa-Elise Forsythe, @Sylvee Evans


Juniper looked around her as she heard someone say hello, her eyes landed on a brunette who had just sat down at the table. The red head had been so involved in her food she had barely noticed two new people sit by her. Placing her fork down on her plate, she took another glance around her to ensure that the brunette was indeed speaking to her. No one else was really that close except for a very blonde girl and herself, all three girls first year Slytherins. She gulped down her nerves and replied with a small smile “Hello.” Being too introverted, she had never properly introduced herself to these girls despite being in the same year and House. Clearing her throat, she continued “I don’t think we’ve really met before, I’m Juniper.” Glancing between the brunette and the blonde she then centered her gaze back down at her plate feeling a little awkward. ‘Stop being so shy’ Juniper thought to herself forcing herself to look back at the girls. Juniper had made acquaintances in her own house but so far only had one friend in Hufflepuff, this was an opportunity for her to make more friends, it would be less lonely for her in the Common Room if she had at least a couple of friends in her own house.

Sylvee, surprised at the unexpected greeting, turned towards the voice. She recognized a dark-haired girl waving at her. She had seen her once or twice on the train and a few times elsewhere, but had quietly ignored her. The girl seemed to be full of energy and happy to speak to people. Sylvee let out a small sigh. She supposed that she should take the time to introduce herself, as she never really had to these particular girls. Before she could speak, however, the red-haired girl beside her began.

Hello. I don't think we've really met before. I'm Juniper. The girl seemed slightly awkward and uncomfortable while speaking. Sylvee, too answered the girl now.

Erm, hey. Forsythe, is it? Sylvee said, recalling her name from hearing it around. My name's Sylvee. Sylvee Evans. Sylvee spoke evenly. There was no distinct tone to her voice. Rather, she spoke neutrally. If the girl decided to leave her alone, then so be it. However, if the girl was not so bothered by the impassive way that Sylvee spoke to her, she may have the potential to become an acquaintance. Perhaps even a friend. Enjoying the food too, I see, she commented dryly, glancing at the food heaped on the girl's plate. Save some for us, will you? she joked, although she said it with an unsmiling face so that people could not be quite sure whether the comment was meant to be humorous or not. Many people were unnerved by Sylvee's cool demeanor, even seeming to some that Sylvee never smiled. Sylvee was always curious about how people would respond to her greetings.

Nice to meet you, by the way, Juniper, she said with a head nod of acknowledgment. One could possibly say that was her version of a welcoming smile.


[OOC note] Just FYI. Sylvee has nothing against any of your characters and is not trying to be mean. As specified, she's joking. She just dosn't show it overtly. This is just the way she is.

@Sylvee Evans @Noa-Elise Forsythe

Juniper looked back and forth between the two girls near her and couldn’t help but let out a little giggle at Sylvee’s comment to…’Forsythe’ she thought Sylvee called her. Seeing Sylvee’s blank face though, Juniper suddenly wasn’t so sure she was joking, maybe that’s just how the girl told jokes, but just in case she stopped giggling. When Sylvee acknowledged her Juniper gave her a small smile and replied, “It’s nice to meet you too, Sylvee.” Juniper’s heart rate increased slightly while she spoke, nervous to be interreacting with new people but as nervous as she was the desire for friendship was stronger, so she soldiered on and told herself ‘get a grip on yourself Juniper, this is what Hogwarts is all about, forming relationships.’ It wasn’t that she didn’t like people, she was just a more introverted sort who sometimes found conversation difficult.

She had been deliberately leaving room for pudding but now she felt like she needed to busy herself while she talked to these girls, so she decided to add some more baked pumpkin to her plate. Juniper loved pumpkin and hoped there would be pumpkin pasties for dessert. Giving a nod to Sylvee’s plate which only had small portions of different foods that she hadn’t really touched, Juniper asked almost in disbelief “You’re not hungry?”

Interacting with @Juniper Kyteler & @Sylvee Evans

Noa nibbled a bit at the roast beef that she had speared with her fork as her fellow Slytherins looked at each other. As they introduced themselves, Noa watched Juniper's slightly flustered appearance; a shy one no doubt. With Sylvee's dry humor, the brunette figured that it would be prudent to reel back on her verbose personality. She knew that not everyone was comfortable with her way; Felix had been a testament to that, but it didn't hurt to know more of her housemates.

"Oh, I apologize for not properly introducing myself. My name's Noa-Elise Forsythe. But you can just call me Noa, my first name is quite a mouthful" she said with an amicable grin.

One of her friends had pointed out that she talks like a posh girl from a Jane Austen novel; who this Jane Austen was, she didn't know but Noa started to train herself to be less formal to others other than Elisa Shakestra who was raised similarly.

"Um, I would like to ask if any of you have joined any of the clubs. I was thinking of trying out for the Duelling Club, seeing as I'm hopeless when it comes to broomstick activities" she said, wincing a bit as she remembered the spectacular moment the broom she was assigned with had thwacked her right on the nose at the first day of Flying Class.

The bump on itself was hurtful enough, but it was the snicker of a Gryffindor lad who had witnessed her shame and guffawed at her misfortune that made her wish that the ground would swallow her whole.

Looking around, she noticed several other students talking about where they would spend their hols and it made her ache to think about her family, whom he missed dearly despite their biweekly letters. She even missed Mitzy's fruit fool that she would hide in her room when Mother forbids her to eat more than two helpings of sweets in a day and instead encouraged her to eat more greens.

Leon would make his way to the Slytherin table and sit down next to a group of girls that were actively chatting. Was he going to introduce himself and chat with them? Not really. He isn't one to really jump into the conversations especially when he doesn't know a thing about anyone here.

Yeah, he might get into trouble every now and then when it comes to sticking with his particular friend group, but now that he is in the wizarding world, he most likely won't have the same type of friends as he had in the muggle world. He supposes that for right now he can play nice with the others. But... yeah, okay, he really isn't all that good with the whole talking thing as in initiating himself into a conversation. So he would mainly just sit by and think to himself.

Honestly, he wanted to sit somewhere else at the Slytherin table, but this was the only open spot that he could find. Sighing, he was half hoping that they would pay him no mind, but also half hoping that they would include him in on the conversation. Leon just really hates small talk and sucks at it.

I entered the large hall and looked around. There were huge tables, each divided into the house colors. I was a little nervous, but I still gathered courage and sat down at the table where the Slytherins were sitting. I was nervous because I hadn't made any friends yet but that I would find some here as I sat at the table, I decided to go ahead and see who was sitting at the table. I realized that it was a nice community and was looking forward to making friends, so I joined the others before I said my name was Emmakuma Phoenix and that I hadn't been here long. I also told the people sitting at the table with me that they were welcome to visit my profile and read the information that was there. I also told them that I was excited about the Potions class. I also told them that they could send me an owl if they wanted, of course they could also send me friend requests because there were delicious dishes on the table. I decided to eat some of it and then chat a bit with the others After looking around for a while and talking to them, I went back out