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Laney looked over and raised an eye brow. She looked like she was about to say something, but shook her head and sighed, looking after Ezel. She cleared her throat and looked back to Blaise. "Who are you?" She asked with a thin smile.

"Blaise de Normandie. I'm not surprised that you haven't heard of me, I usually keep to my books. I do know about you though; Laney Zhi DeLouise: prefect of Slytherin house; twin sister of Lucy Fren DeLouise and an awfully rare metamorphagus - information about you travels fast."

"I'm both rich, super cool, and one of ten siblings, and I also tried to release fifty rabbits at the yule dance my first year. I'd be surprised if you didn't," She said with a shrug. Laney was that and other things. Unlisted items included 'widely considered annoying by peers,' alternatively 'widely considered poplar and cool' was also on that list, somehow. It depended on the clique, one would guess. Many also either considered her stupid, or obscenely clever. There was no real, solid, non widely contradicted opinion of Laney DeLousie. She was a eccentric, rich girl whose biggest feats included being rich, being a metamopthagus, and witnessing a murder. Granted, she'd likely knife anyone who brought the last one up.
"It's a mystery how I'm not expelled. I think Professor Dumbledore just likes rabbits and bull hockey," she said. She then squinted, "How do you know my middle name?" she asked curiously, "and who are you? You make yourself sound famous."

"I broke into Dumbledore's office in my second year and looked into the student records while he was out; it's amazing how much information he keeps on students." He let out a chuckle at the memory of his first 'offence' at Hogwarts. Once he was done with that, he continued, "As for your assumption that I presume myself to be famous, I'm afraid you have that wrong. I don't claim any sort of fame, at least not in this country."

Laney nodded, “I feel vaguely uncomfortable and I don’t know why,” she murmured. “Also, cool, nice. Well, it’s nice to meet you, Blaise!” She chirped.

"Believe me, most do feel that way at first," he said hearing her muttered remark "I'll see you again in class I'm sure." He grinned and decided to put his book down and partake in the feast currently being served.

Laney nodded and began putting food onto her plate. "What year are you in?" She asked, looking around the table for people she might recognize. She saw Cody Samuels several seats down and smiled. The boy was talking excitedly to some other boys he was friends with. Laney smiled, and felt like she could put money on the idea that he was talking about his nephew. The look in his eyes was that 'I love my nephew a lot!' look of his that made her and their friends laugh. Laney chuckled and went back to eating.

"I'm in my fifth year, as are you. I transferred here from Beauxbatons in my second year due to personal reasons though." He carried on eating, waiting for a response.

“My sisters did that when we moved here. Though I’ve always gone here,” Laney said with a slight shrug. “Why’d you transfer?” She asked absent mindedly, “Did you move too?”

"ugh I'm debating on taking a dreamless sleep potion" Ophelia grabbed a green apple chewing it softly

"Well I won't divulge why I transferred, but I did move into a family friend's house in London."

Laney glanced up curiously, but didn’t ask. “Oh, cool,” she said simply. She decided to change the subject, because this one sounded sensitive. “What classes are you taking?” She asked.

Cato kept picking at his food, everyone around him was already indulged in a conversation, and he didn't want to be rude and but it. The kids across him were debating fan theories about some Sci-Fi show, and he tried to ignore them. They were awfully loud.

“Only if you honestly think it will help.” Jonathan spoke softly


((So sorry I’ve been so busy.))

"Maybe it will. I am not sure though. " aphelia glared at the table in deep thought

Venni and Winston sat at the Hufflepuff table. They talked quietly, like an elderly pair of friends. Venni talked about how her and Thomas spent the later half of the summer running around the countryside they lived on. She made jokes about the amount of times she had fallen off her bike, or tripped over rabbit holes.
Winston talked about what he had did the rest of the summer spent at his dads. Most of which was simple summer things like swimming, and then things like bird watching. Neither of them had much interesting to say.

"Oh yeah whats with the hostility between Malfoy and Potter?"

“ Malfoy boy is pretty much a pure bloodist.”

" i don't understand why they are so hostile towards each other... Potter and I we have a reason." Leans against Jonathan

“ rumor has it Malfoy’s father is in league with lord Voldemort.”