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Karen noticed her bag was missing before she realised she had left it in the great hall. She sighed and got out of bed, startling the other girls. She left.

She snuck through the castle past crowds of students until she made it to the great hall.

Ellen sat on her trunk in a room next to the great hall, swinging ing her feet. Another year, another transfer. Big whoop. And to make things fair, the teacher who talked to her told her to stay there until everyone else was gone to their dorms. She didn't see the big deal. What's wrong with presenting their first transfer student from the US anyway? Just because she got into fights all the time was no reason to keep her hidden until the last moment.
Ellen got bored of just sitting there. She turned and layed on her trunk, looking at the plain old ceiling. Weren't the celings supposed to be enchanted? That's what Hogwarts a history said at least. And it's supposed to be the best school in all of England, and the oldest. A hundred times better than Salem's witches accademy. So they said. Just another school...
The door creeped open and a teacher came in with a beaten up old hat. Ellen jumped to attention, military style--including the salute. The woman smiled reassuringly. "That's quite alright Miss Johnson. You don't have to be quite so formal." Ellen nodded and relaxed her posture. She eyed the hat wearingly. "Now, we have to do the sorting. Since you were not a first year, you have to be sorted seperately. Put on the sorting hat."
Ellen blinked. That was it? Put on a hat? What did it do? Turn colors depending on her ablilites? She shrugged, but still wasn't sure. She grabbed the hat and put it on her head quickly. Whatever.
After a moment, she heard the hat talk. Ellen's eyes grew wide and was about to fling the thing off her head when it shouted "HUFFLEPUFF!!" She still took it off far too quickly to be polite, but Ellen knew from experiance that talking items you didn't make were rarely ever good.
"Well now, since that's settled..." The lady teacher looked upo and down her. "This way." The teacher turned and lead Ellen out the door with her bag and trunk.

Rikkel headed out of the Hall with her nose planted in the book. As she could not see where she was going she walked right into someone. "Oof" was the sound she made as she hit the floor. Looking up she saw two Gryffindors.

Rikkel jumped to her feet, glaring at the older girl. She sized her up. Only a couple inches taller, Rikkel didn't see her as much of a threat. "Why are you down here? And don't boss me around like a first year."

Rikkel picked up her books started to walk out of the Hall. "Are you sure you shouldn't be in Slytherin? You act like one." She walked smugly toward Ravenclaw Tower.

"You were supposed to." she retorted.

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Rikkel wasn't sure if she wanted to answer. But she was up for a fight.
"Second Year. But I help sixth years with their homework last year." It was true, she had given some sixth years tips on how to study, once.