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Persephone Reynolds, possibly the most timid of all the first year Gryffindors this year brought, yawned quietly, and took a sip of orange juice. Her tattered copy of Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them was opened to a page displaying many colorful pictures of Merfolk, and was propped up on a bowl of fruit in front of her. After scribbling down a brief description of their eating habits in her notebook, and smiling at the notes made in the margins in her father's messy scrawl, she glanced up. Her eyes fell upon Samantha, who appeared to be searching for a place to sit. She smiled as she attempted to catch Samantha's eye, and moved her book bag to the floor to make room.

She wasn't afraid of Samantha, as some would be, with her alternative and different style. On the contrary. She trusted those who were fellow Gryffindors. Deep down, they were all pretty much the same. All put in the same house for the same reasons.

Slytherins, on the other hand, would be a different matter entirely, but at the same time, still the same. Slytherins didn't seem to be the kind that you would want to trust easily. And they were all put in the same house for the same reason.

She looked up and smiled. "Feel free, theres plenty of room." She scooped up some of her eggs onto her toast, and took a bite.

"You're... Samantha, right?" She asked, recalling the night before, just after the Sorting feast, in the line to get into Gryffindor Tower, someone calling that name, and the face she was currently looking into responding. She held out her hand. "I'm Persephone Reynolds."

Persephone poked at her eggs with her fork, and then took a sip of her orange juice before answering.

"I really like it... Its just like Mom and Dad said it would be. Although... they've never been here. Mom went to the Salem Witches Institute in the United States, and Dad went to Durmstrang. But I really like it. Most people seem to be pretty nice." She glanced at the Slytherin table nervously, but then continued to talk. "Professor Dumbledore seems to be a nice man... a bit loony, but in the end, he makes a lot of sense... I haven't really had a chance to talk to anyone else yet. I think you'd be the first other student who I've really talked to. Is there anyone in particular that I should look out for to stay out of trouble?" She asked as she took another bite of her toast.

Persephone listened, nodding at the correct points to show that she understood. She's really nice, she thought as Samantha finished her talk about judging others.

"Oh, yes. Mom and dad told me plenty of stories about their days in school. Which is why I can't seem to find that homesick feeling, I think. I'm originally from the United States, and I was supposed to attend Salem, just like mom, but at the last moment, mom and dad thought, 'Hogwarts is the school that the Potter boy studied at, wasn't it? Same with Albus Dumbledore." and they thought I'd get a better education here. So here I am." Persephone smiled at the thought of her parents. They were so different, but were the happiest couple she had ever seen. Sure, they had their fights, but at the end of the day, they still loved each other as much as on their wedding day, about fifteen years ago.

Persephone grinned, and finished off the rest of her bacon and eggs, but then when it was gone, she frowned slightly.

"Where does it come from? You can't just magic food out of nothing..." Throughout her not-yet 24 hours in the school, she thought she'd seen everything. Although she saw them just the same at home, it surprised her to see so many ghosts and moving paintings. Even the poltergeist surprised her - however, she had a feeling that it was intentional, as he flew out of sight immediately after, singing obnoxious things about first years and wands.