The Welcoming Feast (Hogwarts and Wolfclaw)

B'elena nods. "Cousins have to know each other." She muttered. She smiled. Hogwarts was much bigger than she imagined.

Alice was sitting at the Gryffindor Table, not paying attention to anyone. She noticed a 2nd year from her house seemed lonely and decided to go talk to her. She got up and sat in a seat next to the girl. "Hullo." She greeted. " I'm Alice. Alice Selwyn." She added.

Alora smiled brightly. "How great that your cousin is here and in the house we are staying with!" she said happily. "You never mentioned that you had a cousin who went to school here, B'elena," she added.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ginny. Hello, again, B'elena," he replied to both girls. "Cousins, huh? That's fantastic. So, you lovelies planning to enter your names for the tournament?" he asked with a small grin as he poured a goblet of water for B'elena. He handed it to her with a wink.

Walking into the room, he sighed, he wasn't comfortable with this place and missed his home... Why couldn't he be home schooled.... Sighing, he moved to the Gryffindor table and sat down. Without even glancing around, he began to slowly fill his plate and eat.

Elin looked up as an older Gryffindor sat down beside her. "Hello Alice, I'm Elin," she responded to her greeting. "Are you going to enter for the Triwizard Tournament?" Alice was older, she might stand a bigger chance of winning than a lowly second year. She was wondering which house Hogwarts' champions would be from, it would be a great honor for that house and they might be able to win the house cup with the points earned from the tournament.

Alora smiled at Cian's question. "I think I will be. What about all of you?" she asked sipping her water. She was surprised at how much she had opened up in such a short time. It was amazing how powerful and wonderful friends could make you feel. She owed this new Alora to them...

Angel calmly strolled into the great hall, feeling a little down that summer break was over. She took a seat at the Ravenclaw table and eyed the Wolfclaw students carefully.

Ivory flinched when she felt a stone hard gaze examine her. She hated being watched, it made her feel weak and a easy target. Flicking a lock of her silky blonde hair out of her eyes, she spun around to face the staring student. " Crap," Ivory gazed at very familiar face. Muttering under her breath she tried to duck behind another Hogwarts student.

Angel flickered her gaze from one Wolfclaw student to the next. Paying less and less attention to the next student. She was about to go and find her friends when she noticed a head of dirty blonde hair cowering behind a Slytherin. Rolling her eyes, she went back to helping herself to some food.

Ginny shook her head, "I don't think I will. " She said. "I doubt I can stand a chance against older students." She added.

B'elena shrugged. "I might." She answered. She smiled and took the water filled goblet Cian handed to her. "Thanks." She said. She sipped some of the water.

"Nice to meet you, Elin." She said. "I dunno. The Woflclaw's take Dark Arts so it could be a hard competition." She replied to her question.

Scarlett sat quietly at her house's table with her housemates, peering occasionally at the Great Hall doors. She was interested to see how the Wolfclaw students would interact with their Hogwart students and staff. She went suddenly tense as the doors went opened and in walked a woman who displayed nothing but cruelty in her eyes and energy. But that wasn't what made her feel uncomfortable, it was the students of Wolfclaw, they were all eerily silent. As soon as their headmistress said something, they all dismissed themselves and seemed a bit more lively. Many cloaked in orange and brown sat at her table though some of them sat where ever. There was something about the house at her table that made her feel entitled to impress them in someway.

Angel smirked when she saw Scarlett. After plopping a chocolate frog into her mouth she silently waved at her friend. I have to ask her about her grandfather Angel reminded herself.

"OI, BETTA!" Damion yelled as he entered the Great Hall for the start-of-term feast and then went over to where Elisabetta was sitting at the Slytherin table. "You look tense, sweetie. Shall I give you a back rub?"