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Feasts, Ghosts, Towers, Oh My!

Once all the students had been sorted into houses, friends were quickly made and already everyone was laughing with each other over something or another. Lellian had found herself talking with Harry, Ron, and Hermione best she could. "Your attention, please." McGonagall's voice rang as she tapped the side of a glass goblet slightly. The students watched as Dumbledore rose to his feet.

"Let the feast begin." Food magically appears on all the tables, and the hall is filled with awe and chatter. Lellian stared wide eyed at the food set out before them.

"Wow." She heard Harry breath as Ron stuffs his face. Lellian laughed and began to eat as well. Seamus Finnigan, a tiny boy, speaks up from a few people down, yet loud enough to hear. Her attention was diverted to him.

"I'm half and half. Dad's a Muggle. Mum's a Witch. Bit of a nasty shock for him when he found out." Neville and Lellian laugh. Harry, who is sitting next to Percy at this point, leans over to whisper something to Percy after motioning to Lellian to come and have a listen.

"Say, Percy, who's that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell?" Percy and Lellian followed Harry's gaze to the teacher from earlier.

"Oh, that's Professor Snape, head of Slytherin house."

"What's he teach?" She asked.

"Potions. But everyone knows it's the Dark Arts he fancies. He's been after Quirrells job for years." The duo nod their head a bit and look to each other for a moment before they turn to face the youngest Weasley. Ron, having just finished a chicken wing, reaches into the bowl for more, as a ghostly head, pops out. Making Lellian jump as Ron let out a startled yell.

"Ahh!" The ghost turned his head to face Ron and Lellian.

"Hello! How are you? Welcome to Gryffindor." Numerous ghosts come pouring from the walls, sailing along then.

"Whoo-hoo-hoo!" Lellian turned in her seat to see the ghost over at Hufflepuff table.

"Look, its the Bloody Baron!" She looked to the voice of the girl that had called out and saw that she was referring to the pirate looking ghost.

"Hello, Sir Nicholas. Have a nice summer?" Percy's voice made Lellian's attention return to their table.

"Dismal. Once again, my request to join the headless hunt has been denied." The ghost from our table turned to leave but Ron made him stop.

"Hey, I know you! You're Nearly Headless Nick!"

"I prefer Sir Nicholas if you don't mind."

"Nearly headless?" Lellian questioned.

"How can you be nearly headless?" Hermione asked.

"Like this." Sir Nicholas grabbed his head and pulls it to the side. His head was hanging on just by a thread.

"Ahh!"

"Eugh."

"I'm going to be sick." Lellian said, covering her mouth and closing her eyes tightly.

After dinner, Dumbledore had silenced the crowd again. The students had heard him say something about singing the school song that went along to the first tune the students thought of individually. They watched him unroll an enchanted ribbon and sent it across the head tables. The words to the song showing up so they could all sing along.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts,

Teach us something please,

Whether we be old and bald,

Or young with scabby knees,

Our heads could do with filling,

With some interesting stuff,

For now they're bare and full of air,

Dead flies and bits of fluff,

So teach us things worth knowing,

Bring back what we've forgot,

Just do your best, we'll do the rest,

And learn until our brains all rot."

After the song, the Houses were given their dismissal with their Prefects being told to bring the new students to their Houses. Percy was leading the first years of Gryffindor to the staircases that would bring them to Gryffindor Tower. "Gryffindors, follow me please. Keep up. Thank you."

"Ravenclaw, follow me. This way."

"This is the most direct path to the dormitories. Oh, and keep an eye on the staircases...they like to change." Lellian leaned over the railing slightly and glanced up. Many staircases were above them. Some were moving and trading places with other staircases. Their positions seemed to constantly change, and lead to other places or floors in the school. "Keep up, please, and follow me. Quickly now, come on. Come on." They began to follow after Percy, trying to not let their excited fascination with it all, slow them down. Or make him anymore grumpier than he already sounded.

"Seamus, that picture's moving!" Neville cried as Lellian looked to the picture then nudged Ron and pointed one out to him.

"Look at that one, Harry!"

"I think she fancies you." Harry said in return and Lellian just laughed.

"Oh, look! Look! Who's that girl?" Someone from behind us cried out.

"Welcome to Hogwarts." A man from a painting said as we walked by. Lellian looked at him surprised.

"Who's that?" Someone asked. That's what she wanted to know!

Before long, they had come up to a large painting of a large woman in a pink dress. Lellian had gotten use to the paintings moving and speaking. So when the Fat Lady diverted her attention to the first years, she wasn't surprised in the least bit. "Password?" She asked.

"Caput Draconis." The woman nods and the painting opens to reveal a gap in the wall. "Follow me, everyone. Keep up, quickly, come on." They quickly followed in after Percy.

"Oh, wow." A girl breath out amazed. Percy stopped in the middle of the room they walk into upon entering the tower. There was a fireplace. Banners of Gryffindor house color hung on the wall. A table with a few chairs sat to one side. A couch and a chair sat near the fireplace, and there was a table with two chairs to one side of the room. All in all, it looked comfy and welcoming. "Gather 'round here. Welcome to the Gryffindor Common Room. Boys' dormitories, upstairs and down to your left. Girls, the same on your right. You'll find that your belongings have already been brought up." After that, the first years were given something akin to free range. A chance to look around the tower, as it were. Some of them used this chance to get out of uniform and settle in the Common Room to make friends and talk or write their first letters to home. Others simply went to bed. A few of the older students were still awake and chatting in the Common Room when Lellian went up to the girls dormitory for the night.

By midnight, Lellian was changed into a spaghetti strap shirt and a pair of shorts. She sat over at the window with a candle lit as her only light as the other girls were asleep. Hearing a soft hoot, she turned her head to her owl and smiled at him. Regulus. This is what she named her owl after much given thought. She petted him softly then tilted her head back with a content sigh as she looked back out the window. It was already starting to feel like home.