General The Slytherin Table 2019-2020

As the last of the Sorting ended and the Headmaster stepped forward to deliver a speech, Elizabeth could still feel her heart threatening to pound it's way up her throat and onto the plate and cutlery that was placed neatly in front of her. Her hands were pulled tightly into fists in her lap as she sat and stared towards the front, looking focused on the Headmaster's speech while her mind was running through the ceremony over and over again.

It was a miracle that she'd found her way to the table that wore their green robes with accented silver. Her legs felt like they had liquefied as soon as the droopy, enchanted hat placed her in the House her inner-self identified with best: Slytherin. She could hardly believe it. When her status as a Witch had been revealed and the authorities treated her family to a visit to explain what it meant, they'd mentioned Hogwarts and the houses, describing them briefly. Elizabeth had intently listened with wide eyes but even during the info-dump, she'd recalled her brow furrowing over the Slytherin house. And now in some sort of deep-rooted irony: She was here. She was at hogwarts. She was in Slytherin.

Elizabeth's mind found itself drawing blanks while attempting to justify her placement, feeling as though she were the first mistake the Hat had ever made. And just as she dove deeper into her mind, food simply popped across all the tables from thin air and she immediately forgot where she was headed, how attacked she felt. It almost came as a reminder of who she really was, why she was here, and how intensely different this world was from the one she'd grown up in.

The girl's sulking expression melted, turning upwards in a big, awed and excited smile as she glanced up and down the table to see what exactly had appeared. She felt her arms raise and her hands cover her mouth as her eyes darted across everything.

There were dishes and foods she'd never seen before! How would she try them all? How long did they have to eat? What could she reach without drawing attention to herself and her bewilderment?

It feels like a century when the Headmaster finally done with his speech. Out of thin air varieties of meal appears in front of Cassie and the whole attendees in the Great Hall. Cassie looks around and spotted one girl that when the Headmaster gave his speech, she focus what the Headmaster said with rapt attention. Cassie smile at that. Even though this is also her first hand experience attends Hogwarts - just like the other 1st years - but because of her parents stories (talked about their glory day when attended Hogwarts), Cassie felt like she's been in this school before.

When the speech done, the girl across from her had a blank expression. What that could be? Cassie wonders. Then the feast start, Cassie takes what she wants but can't help herself by glancing the girl seated in front of her. Her blank expression change into excitement and bewildered. From one expression to the next, sure it's entertaining for her. Muggle perhaps? Cassie asks herself but didn't want to make any assumption until the said girl told Cassie by herself. Her eyes glancing everything. Cassie chew some roasted chicken to hide her chuckles. 

"Hi"Cassie said to the girl. "I know that it can be a bit intimidate and overwhelming at first but you'll get to used to it"Cassie offers her smile and take another scoop of mashed potatoes. The mashed potatoes isn't as delicious that she or her mom used to make but you can't choose what you eat in this school. Cassie promised to herself, that she'll be more open towards others and make effort to gain some friends. Maybe this girl could be one, Cassie thought. 

Sabrina stares as she enters the Great Hall, It's bigger than mom said it would be, she thinks, the candles floating above her and the starry sky that filled the ceiling fills her with wonder and joy. When the professor calls her name she stands and confidently takes a seat. She can feel the Slytherin table calling her name, she is, after all, a Slytherin descendant, "SLYTHERIN!" it calls as it barely rests on her head. She smiles widely and sits down at her house table.

The headmaster rambles on about something, she takes heed about the Forbidden Forest, but doesn't really care about much else. The goblets and plates appear and it's like trying to force your way through a crowded middle school hall, hands are everywhere, grabbing everything. She eats her fill then looks around at the Slytherin's, these are her housemates for seven more years. She hopes she finds a friend in one of these people...

She sits there watching the Gryffindors chat and the Hufflepuffs make bracelets, the Ravenclaws talk facts and the Slytherins, we talk about pranks and sneaking out and Potions. She wonders if her friend will be in the same house as her, she wonders if she'll even like being in Slytherin, but she is content with the Sorting Hats choice.

Once Elizabeth piled her plate to the point of threatening to overflow onto the table, she began test-tasting everything, leaving her known favorites for last so she didn't go hungry if she found she didn't like what she had picked out. Her eyes were still darting around as she picked across her scattered plate, still watching the rest of the Slytherin students that were sat close to her to see if anyone had looked as solemn as she had a few moments ago.

She stifled a sigh as she bit into a bite-sized pie that had a flaky crust and some sort of mashed meaty filling. Elizabeth stared down the table towards the teachers at the front of the dining hall for a bit, trying to memorize what they looked like while she absently chewed before turning her head forward when she was snapped back into present time.

She made eye contact with a girl sat across from her who greeted her and flashed a smile, making a comment that hinted Elizabeth to the fact that she wasn't masking her awe and wonder as well as she thought. Elizabeth swallowed dryly and reached across her plate for one of the goblets that seemed to never empty no matter how much someone gulped down. She cleared her throat and gave a nervous smile to the girl who had addressed her. Elizabeth's eyebrows quirked and she nodded, sipping the goblet before finally replying to the girl.

"You think so?" She asked the girl, getting the feeling that she probably wasn't born to two 'muggles', she seemed to be settled and calm as if it was just another day of food appearing out of nowhere and cangles floating about with no cgi, "I feel like every time i turn my head, there's something that makes me question if this is real or not." She laughed pushing some curls behind her ears, "It's pretty intense." She concluded before setting the goblet down and picking up the fork and knife again, picking apart the plate of food while she stared down at it. It couldn't hurt to at least get to know the other Slytherin students, she figured there were some first years who probably had the same feelings she did. She'd find them later down the line.

Before the pause became awkward, Elizabeth let out a small laugh again, "Anyways, I'm Elizabeth." She introduced herself to the girl across from her, offering out one of her hands to shake.

Listen, June. Listen. Soon it's mine. Normally. My name starts with a C, it should be fast And yet I have the impression that it has been going on for hours. Rubbish. I already know where I'm going to go, Slytherin. What reassures me is Wren by my side. And Ander, sitting at the Slytherin table spying on us. I fiddle with my necklace, my precious necklace. Above, there is inscribed my name, with that of my brothers and sisters. We all have it. Parents' gift. They even added those of our half-brothers and sisters. How cute.
Ok, we are at letter B. The last ones pass. And ... I'm not the first. Shit. Okay, I can wait. Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Ravenclaw again, Slytherin, Gryffindor ... I'm fed up! I want them to call me, let me know if I'm going to cry until I die or spend 7 years in Slytherin!
They pass my name, they pass my name! Without forgetting a last look for my two brothers, I will sit on the stool. The Sorting Hat is on my head! No more going back. Ah, because someone might want to? Come on, refocus. Me. In short.

"June Campbell! Oh but with you no doubts! You're going to join your two parents, and your brother! SERPENTARD!"

I predicted it. I rush to sit at the table of my house, not far from my brother, waiting for the passage of Wren. The Sorting Hat on that head, the reflection is not long either for him, and he quickly sits down next to me.

My native language is not English, owl-me if you see a mistake
If you wanna talk to June, hibout me too

After Cassie said that to the other girl that sat across her, she takes notice that the girl looking at the Professors Table. Maybe she's trying to remember who teaches what, Cassie thought. Cassie on the other hand, could careless about all of her Professor's names. She'll remember it along the way.

The girl that sat across from her finally made eye contact with Cassie. The girl swallowed dryly and reached one of the goblet.  She cleared her throat and gave Cassie a nervous smile. The girl gulped down whatever in her goblet then she replies what Cassie said. "You think so?" She asked Cassie. The look of bewilderment still etches on her face. This time Cassie can't help laughing a bit. "Yeah! but that's okay, though. No one saw that except me"Cassie replied teasingly in polite manner.

Cassie then reached one of the goblet. It's like the goblet has it mind. Inside the goblet is one of Cassie favorite beverage, grape juice. You're in magic school, dummy. Cassie reminds herself then Cassie settled the goblet beside her plate. "I feel like every time I turn my head, there's something that makes me question if this is real or not." The girl laughed then pushed some curls behind her ears, "It's pretty intense." She concluded before setting the goblet down and picking up the fork and knife again, picking apart the plate of food while she stared down at it.

The nervousness or perhaps the overwhelmed that the other girl felt, makes Cassie understand her a bit. "No worries! In no time you'll be at home and when the holiday start, you can't wait to comeback here as soon as possible"Cassie reassured the other girl. The other girl introduce herself as Elizabeth. "Cassandra Ironwoods, you can call me Cassie and nice to meet you, Elizabeth"Cassie introduced herself, she grabs Elizabeth's hand and shook on it.

Sitting at the Slytherin table, Lilith had never been so shaky in her life. As she saw everyone becoming acquaintances for the first time, she decided to draw instead. It was a guilty pleasure of hers- animals were some of her personal favorites to draw. Her little sketchbook was filled with dragons and fae, large whales and sharks. Next to her was a small pot of ink, in which she dipped her bluejay-feather pen every once in a while. During this art spree, she would take occasional bites of sausage and eggs, but wouldn't touch any bacon near the table. It was a weird fact, but Lilith detested bacon, and could not understand the pleasure behind it. Eventually, however, she decided to take a break from art and look around at who was surrounding her. They were all quite happy, a good mix of females and males. Despite the bad reputation of Slytherin for being an "Evil house." Everyone there seemed quite nice, and even the most scary looking of children at the table were extremely kind. She turned to a girl next to her and held out her hand. "Hi...I-I'm Lilith, what's you're name?" She was shaky, but used the last but of confidence left in her to settle down.

Cassie was in her mid conversation with Elizabeth to reassure her that she doesn't need to worry about everything. When she about to reached for their goblet filled grape juice, a hand was hovering above their goblet. Cassie rose a single eyebrow and their green eyes stare at the girl that sitting next to her.

Cassie tried to look a bit intimidate for the brown eyes, brown hair girl next to her but seeing how nervous and shaky the girl next to them, Cassie decides to broke their charade and smile to the girl. "Phoenix Cassandra Ironwoods"Cassie said courtly and short. There's a hint of tad bit of superiority in their voice and shook the girl hand. Cassie has a love and hate relationship with her first name.

Cassie think it was some kind of sarcasm and irony when they're in Slytherin house but her first name is Phoenix. The brown eyes, brown hair girl introduce herself as Lilith. Cassie saw next to the girl a book and a pen quill. "What are you drawing in that book?"Inquires Cassie regarding to the book next to Lilith. "How's do you liking so far?"Cassie added.

The girl named Pheonix nodded at her sketchbook and quill. "Oh, this old thing?" She murmured. She placed the sketchbook on the table and spread out the flimsy paper to flatten it. "It's not that good, really... Still a work in progress." On the slightly yellowed paper was a dragon, it's elegant frame giving it a look of dignity and royalty. It had large, curled horns, not unlike that of a ram. Large wings sprout near the shoulders, which were surprisingly feathery, and had a small amount of sketching for more detailed feathers. It had a very sketchy outline, and was unfinished, so there were multiple details that hadn't been fully outlined, such as a large array of scales going down it's head and neck to the tip of the tail, which was moderately feathered at the ends. There was no color, but it was clear it took quite the effort. On the page beside it was a finished artwork of the head, along with views from above, where the wings were fully opened. These were colored, however, depicting the dragon as a smokey gray-black with bright yellow eyes and feathers. Lilith was clearly embarrassed, her face turning even more red than it originally was from sunburns.

"Just call me Cassie"Cassie said. They don't want Lilith starting to called them Phoenix around the castle. Nobody know their first name is Phoenix. "Oh, this old thing?"Lilith murmured. Then she opens up the book. An array of pages scattered on the table covering the dirty plate they used early on, on the long table. "It's not that good, really... Still a work in progress."Lilith continue. Cassie eye brows shot out.

"Not good? you kidding, right?"Cassie said disbelieve. In the paper there's a varieties of sketches of a dragon. From its horns, wings, detailed of feathers. Even though it was unfinished and like Lilith said still work in progress, Cassie can see all the details very clearly. On the other pages - Cassie has to spread it some more - on the table, there's an array of scales, tail with no color in it but Cassie can tell Lilith dedicated to her artworks.

On the last page that on the table is a dragon head artwork and looks like it's was view from above where its wing fully opened and colored too. The dragon have smokey gray-black with bright yellow eyes feathers. Cassie smile when they done saw the brown eyes girl artwork. Lilith's face somehow become bright red.

"Wow! those something else and clearly you spent hours on that sketches"Cassie compliment Lilith. "Me, on the other hand, can't draw even if it's mean to save my life"Cassie stated and chuckles. "You like dragon, huh?"Cassie mentioned. The girl clearly fond of dragon and in their opinion is awesome.

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