Delphine tapped Draco on the head warningly, before walking over and sitting next to Luna. "That Malfoy," she said sulkily, pouting as she put her hands under her chin.

Harry frowned at the sorting hat's song. he rarely went to the beginning of the year banquet, usually because of some form of trouble caused by him and Ron, but he was looking forward to the hat's new song. "Ripoff..." He muttered, crossing his arms.

Aeia watched the hat, tilting her head to the side. "...is it always that cranky?" She asked, her hands now laying in her lap politely.

"Not really," Selina laughed, overhearing the girl's comment. "Probably lost some of its imagination over the summer."

Draco smirked. "Well; I wonder what it was doing for a whole year..." He paused, leering at Delphine with a knowing glint in his eye.

"First years. When you hear your name being called out, please come up here and sit on the stool." The deputy head said as she stood up. "Thorn, Alexis."

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