[b]Downstairs still….? (Layla, Chrolette, Ajax)[/b]

As they left the dungeon they would be watched. Holt, the ghost, would not be seen by the trio. Holt would follow them until they began to ascend. Then, once the students were out of sight, the ghost would turn about and travel back into the dungeons.

[b]Table Ravenclaw...? (Dani, Roze, Daniel)[/b]

Peeves, now named, burst into laughter and projected him up through a neat stack of sandwiches, sending cold cuts, lettuce, mayo, and loves flying in all directions. “I neglected to properly introduce myself at the great feast yesterday!” He was doing cartwheels through the air. He was a funny-looking ghost with a crooked grin, a squat body and spindly arms. He would occasionally stop to tip over a glass, especially if that glass was placed precariously close to homework. “No need for applause!” 

"I'm not the only one who is late!" He sang then pointed a thin finger at Daniel, his nail was long and sharp. "Arrowminers! Fashionably late as always! When they heard you were coming this year they didn't bother to put the hat away after the ceremony!" He tittered. "Arrow-[i]whiiiineers[/i]!"

[b]Table Slytherin (Nolan, Caelum)[/b]

“Yes.” Caelum crossed her hands together under the table. She put a few things on her plate, but found she had little appetite. “It is too early to tell.” She tilted her head. “I don’t even know what to do with magic. I suppose… I’ve seen the moving pictures. I hope we can learn how to do that.” She glanced at the various portraits on the wall. The wizards and witches depicted moved quietly within their frames. “I think… I think I have seen them moving in and out of their frames!” She leaned forward and whisper, as if she had discovered some great secret. “I think they can visit each other. I wonder how that works.” 

She looked  down at her plate, spearing a tomato with her fork. “Are your brothers nice to you? I always wondered what it would be like to have brothers.” 

The pair were receiving glares from the older students, particularly from a certain quidditch team. They seemed to start bickering with one another, gesturing toward Caelum and Nolan from time to time. For now, their conversation was contained to their group. The girl with the green scarf did not seem to care about her team mates conversation. Instead she watched Nolan with unblinking green eyes.