Seven Years of Magic (Pottertalia) (Year one)

Chapter 3

Elizaveta's POV:
That weird albino boy from the Slytherin table kept staring at me and smirking, then talking with his two loser friends and nodding to me. I glare when he looks again, making him laugh and stick his tongue out at me.

The nine of us first years sat together at the end of the table, talking about each others schedules, Alfred already complaining about having to 'share multiple classes with the commie', apparently referring to Ivan, who also liked to look over to us, only directly at Alfred with this unreadable look in his eyes.

The only quiet person down here is Sava, the rest of us are all happily talking.

"Hey guys," Matthew sat down next to his brother, wiping some sleep from his eyes with the back of his hand. Alfred wrapped his twin in a side hug, smiling brightly and loudly saying what Matthew had missed during his time sleeping in.

According to Alfred, his family has the rule of 'don't wake up Mattie, or die trying', Matthew does not know of this rule.

Yao hands Matthew his schedule, Professor Mcgonagall didn't trust Alfred with it, explaining with difficulty (due to Alfred talking nonstop) how we would be having Potions first with Slytherin.

Emma was very excited, she explained that her brother Lars was in Slytherin, and she was ready to talk with him and ask him a ton of questions.

A loud cry made me jump, my head spinning to the Hufflepuff table, where a small boy had tears in his eyes, staring at the Slytherin table.

The boy, who I recognized from the sorting yesterday, ran at the Slytherin table, a boy that looked just like him standing up with a very small frown.

"Fratello!" The first boy, Emma whispered that it was Feliciano and Lovino, ran into Lovino's arms, almost bringing both of them to the ground. They started talking in rapid Italian to each other, the entire room, professors included, watching them intensely.

I caught a few words, and guessed they were talking about schedules or something along those lines. This went on for a few minutes, until Dumbledore made the entire Grand Hall go into silence.

"Your first classes of the year will start in 15 minutes, please use the breaks to get to classes." He said, and all the food disappeared, much to Alfred's dislike. We stand when the bell rings loudly, Tino and Mathias apologizing as they run towards their friends Lukas and Emil, having told us they wanted to walk with them to class.

Michelle's POV:
I cheerfully walked towards Camille, large smile on my face at the knowledge I'll finally be able to talk with my friend. I had nearly squealed in excitement when I saw we would be having Defense with Ravenclaw, and actually did when I saw we had tons of classes with them!

Not that I don't like the people in my house!

Mei, the other girl that got sorted into Hufflepuff, is really nice and funny. She is planning a few pranks on the upperclassmen, and knows how to get into the kitchens from our common room.

The guys are really cool as well. There's 5 of them, as only 7 people got sorted into Hufflepuff this year, and my favorite has to be Feliks.

He promised to do my nails with the polish that changes colors based on your mood! Not to mention he also helped me with my hair today by braiding it.

Toris told me that he's happy that Mei and I allow Feliks to dress us up, because now he doesn't have to be the one to have his hair braided and nails done every time Feliks wants to do them.

I gently tap on Camille's shoulder, trying to get her attention from a small Japanese boy, I remind myself that his name is Kiku.

She turns, putting a soft smile on her face.