[color=#DEC4DD]Luca Willikins[/color]

Contrary to her mother’s well-meant encouragement the ride to Hogwarts had, in fact, not eased Luca’s anxious mind. On the train Luca had sat in an empty compartment with her little tabby cat, Castor, on the seat next to her. When the train finally stopped followed the other students out, where she was then ushered onto some small dinghy with another student. Just as nervous as she was, the boy across from made not a peep. Luca wasn’t really sure if this came as a relief or not. She didn’t want to speak to anyone just yet, but she still wanted to make friends. Still, the two sat in an uncomfortable silence as the boat seemed to drive itself to a large castle looming over the lake. Luca could only assume that this was her new school.

Once docked ashore she, and the rest of the students, left their boats and waited at the bottom of a grand looking staircase as an older lady, presumably a teacher, explained the sorting and rules of the school. Luca tried her best to follow along, but it was all quickly forgotten when she became distracted by the going ons of some boys behind her. Something about the wrong sort. Luca didn’t quite get what was being said, but she got an overwhelming feeling that she should be wary of the blond one. She wasn’t faced with them long however as the students got ushered into the Great Hall and sorted. One by one they were pulled away until Luca was one of the last ones remaining, when at last,

[color=#635266]”Luca Willikens,”[/color] At the sound of her name she bounded up and into the hall where upon seeing hundreds of eyes staring at her she discovered her confidence had been quite false. With an uneasy breath Luca sat in the stool, front and centre, and had a torn and shabby looking hat placed upon her head. She tried to look up at it, wondering why it was there.

[color=ae1209]”Gryffindor!”[/color] Immediately she jumped and nearly knocked over the stool on which she sat. Her face turned an awful red as the majority of the students broke out in laughter, the loudest of which came from the green and silver table on the far right. Using her robes to try and shield her face, Luca ran to her house’s table and sat next to the boy she had overheard earlier.

[color=#8E7830]”Nice to meet you,”[/color] The boy with round glasses said kindly, Luca smiled back and slowly fell into some conversation while she ate the magical meal before her.