"Ravenclaw!"
A loud synchronized cheer resounded from a single table, their blue hooded robes signifying them as Ravenclaws. The auburn haired boy would never forget his first day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He removed the magical hat off his head, nearly tripping as he leapt off the stool. Gingerly, he placed the Sorting Hat on the chair and quite literally bounded towards the Ravenclaw table. An older student stood and gestured for him to sit. The slim boy sat, and watched as other students were sorted.
When all the students in his class were sorted and seated, a tall, white bearded man stood and gestured for silence behind a silver pedestal. Candles dripped wax everywhere but never seemed to shrink in size. How odd, the green-eyed first year pondered. Back home, the candles always ran out. Before he could finish his thoughts he was interrupted by the old man at the pedestal.
He introduced himself and gave a short speech. The man's name was Professor Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. He then introduced his Deputy Headmistress: Professor Minerva Mcgonagall who was also Head of Gryffindor House. Professor Pomona Sprout Head of Hufflepuff House was next followed by the Head of Ravenclaw House, Professor Filius Flitwick. The first years finally, though ungratefully, greeted by Severus Snape, Head of Slytherin House. Finally the Headmaster flicked his hand and an imaginable amount of food appeared on the massive Rosewood tables.
The auburn haired boy had never seen this much food, and gladly ate more than he should have. All the students ate their fill, and then some. After about an hour the entirety of the Hall was finished eating. Some of the oldest students began filing the younger out and to the immense network of staircases. Soon the hall was empty, Professor Dumbledore moved his steady hand across the room in front of him, all the food vanishes and the candles go out.
Within the hour the entire school was silent.