Noticing the commotion at the Slytherin table, Willow hesitantly turned around to see what was going on. That boy from earlier on the train, the one who scared her, was wrapped in a heated conversation with Acacia. What about, she had no idea since they were so far away and the noise level in the room was increasing. Afterwards, Acacia said something to her Slytherin friends, and even from Willow's seat she could tell they were shocked. What could've gone on over there? Of course, it wasn't any of her business... Willow gave Acacia a small smile in greeting before turning back around to face her own table.

As the first years walked into the room, Willow giggled softly at most of them, they were practically shaking in their robes! She remembered when she was a first year. She'd never been in a building so big! And there were so many people! She was horribly nervous, sweating everywhere, wondering what house they'd put her in... Her family didn't really have a tradition when it came to Houses, they were pretty random. Her mom was Gryffindor while her father was a Slytherin and before that her grandparents were both hufflepuffs. 

When the hat was placed on her head, she thought for sure that she'd be sorted into Hufflepuff, expected it. So she was surprised when the hat called out Gryffindor so quickly, she froze to the seat confused for a moment before being pushed over to the Gryffindor table.

Willow smiled at the memory, coming back to reality and focusing on the newcomers, wondering which one of them would join her house.