The Gryffindor Table

[Cecibell Brant]

Gryffindors! Come and eat here, you know you're hungry! And some of your friends can stop by too, if they want.

[Brock Fleming]

Brock yawned as he walked down the steps of the Entrance Hall. It was still early in the morning but he had a lesson on the first period and he needed something to fill up his stomach before heading to the classroom. He was wearing his new robes that were slightly too large for his slender body of an eleven year old. The end of them was already worn out after a few days of stepping on it as he walked, but it would at least cover up the fact that he was wearing a mis-matching pair of socks, as he sleepily put them on earlier.

Taking a left turn, Brock headed for the Great Hall where the four large tables were fully dressed with every kind of food one could imagine. Placing one hand on his tummy, trying to stop it from protesting out of hunger, Brock dropped into a seat and looked around.

The young boy spotted a glass of milk and reached out, deciding to start with that his breakfast.

[Molly Jays]

Her pace was quick, and her stomach was growling. It was a quiet growl either, one that may draw attention if anyone had sharp ears, but Molly's feet kept walking. Arriving only the other night, she hadn't had much to eat, except a little at the feast and then a few snacks here and there. Usually Molls wasn't a 'big' eater, but today she felt starving.

Quickening her pace, she finished walking down what felt like millions of steps from the seventh floor, and was now softly standing on the solid ground. Walking down the corridors she chewed her bottom lip, and then walked into the big room.

Her deep blue eyes immediately took notice to the four familiar tables that seated each house. Molly scanned over each of them until landing upon her own. Walking toward it she took a seat near a boy, who looked familiar, simply because he was in her house, but as far as she could remember she hadn't met him. Grabbing a piece of toast, and placing it on her plate, she looked toward the boy, "First year as well?" were the only words that left her lips.