By the time Kyle had entered the Great Hall, it had filled up with a cacophony of noise -- the sound of hundreds of students conversing and arguing all at once. Siobhan watched the Slytherin table in particular, watching as individuals from that house started alternating between whispering together and occasionally shooting glares at the Gryffindors. Despite her house having a 'good' reputation, she was sure the lions were doing the exact same thing.

What she wasn't expecting, however, was Kyle's attempt to come over to talk to her. She was sure her eyes widened in surprise, and she smiled involuntarily at the effort. He really [i]did[/i] want to stay friends, and wasn't just blowing smoke.

Of course his new Slytherin friends would hold him back. She was a [i]Gryffindor[/i]. For all Kyle seemed ridiculously smart and cunning -- enough so to get into his desired house -- he really was a Hufflepuff some times. Siobhan would have to take matters into her own hands. The Sorting Hat hadn't said she wasn't sly enough for Slytherin, just that she was brave enough to do stupid, stupid things.

Stupid, stupid things like walk over to her brother in Slytherin and tugging on his sleeve to get his attention. It was practically ruin any friendship she might have ever had with the girls in Gryffindor, but Siobhan found herself caring little about them. Besides, she was Alistair's little sister first and foremost. While she didn't expect his friends to be so... dangerous, or for him to be so important in his year, she knew he was still a MacFusty. Clan MacFusty took care of their own (and dragons).

Alistair didn't jolt in surprise, probably having seen the garish red and gold of her robes coming, but turned around with a crooked grin. He didn't [i]look[/i] upset. "Siobhan," he greeted. "Fearless enough to come to a den of snakes, eh?"

"Snakes are overrated," she replied, but she was far from subtle enough to hide her beaming smile and rushed in for a hug. "And I had to show off my [i]family connections[/i], as you often say. Maybe then Kyle will be allowed to, y'know, talk to me."

Alistair returned the embrace, if a bit tense. Almost as if he was putting on a mask, an act to show his table his support for her. She wondered, if a bit too late, how having a Gryffindor sister would affect his social life. "How very Slytherin of you. Except it's sort of ruined by the fact that whatever you did to your tie is [i]horrible[/i]." With that, he untied it for her quickly, much to her embarrassment, and tapped it with his wand. Instantly, the tie sprung neatly into place. The [i]true[/i] Slytherin thing to do would've been to strangle her with it, of course. "Classes start soon for us, which means your schedules will probably be... over by McGonagall. I bet my hat you have Transfiguration first."

Siobhan took the friendly dismissal for what it was, happily skipping off as Alistair turned to stare at his own housemates as if to dare them to challenge him. She didn't miss the confusing way he tapped his wrist with his finger, but shook her head as she walked by Kyle on her way back to the Gryffindor table. "See you later!"

Again, in hindsight, she hoped she hadn't just ruined [i]Kyle's[/i] prospects for friendship as well.