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Tabitha set the Pumpkin juice right back down the moment Elijah handed it to her. Pumpkin juice was disgustingly sweet. Taking a butterbeer for herself and looked up at Elijah. "I've been bored to tears. The only other person I met was a psychotic ghost", She complained, nodding in the...

At first, Tabitha believed that Elijah was truly offended. Although she had based this belief on his being a Hufflepuff. She grinned back at him as he burst into laughter, unable to keep his face straight. "Yeah, it's interesting since I've never seen a cow on Halloween. Just a bunch of cliché...

Tabitha stepped back, opening her mouth to apologize to the person she bumped into but paused, surprised, when she recognized him. It was the Hufflepuff boy she had met in the student lounge. Except today he was dressed in the most ridiculous costume. "Elijah! Thanks, it's just something I threw...

Tibby sighed with relief when the ghost said that she hadn't been offended. Tibby bit her lip nervously as the girl went on, now encouraging Tibby to end end her life. "Well, actually someone has died this year."She explained conversationally,"A boy called Jareth. Killed by a centaur."

Tabitha was pretty much tired of hanging out in the dungeons on her own. Granted, she liked being alone but besides classes, she didn't really feel part of the student body or the school at all. She wasn't aware that there was going to be a Halloween Feast since she was cut off the the goings-on...

Tibby shivered as she felt the coldness of the ghost. "My name is Tabitha."She said, spinning around to face the girl,"And obviously I don't want to die! I'm only ten year- " Then she shut her mouth immediately, realizing her mistake. This ghost seemed to be her age. Wide eyed, she shook her...

Tibby surveyed the ghost with an eyebrow raised. She was recollecting, more to herself than to Tibby, a vague account of her death. Tibby just nodded, not knowing what to say, following the ghosts gaze around the room till it settled on her. "Oh, yeah!", Tibby agreed, shrugging,"Ignorance...

Tibby rolled her eyes. Does being a ghost make it totally impossible for one to have a conversation? "Well, I'm not forcing you to tell me, am I?", She said, crossing her arms over her chest,"I'm simply making conversation. If you don't want to tell me, you don't have to."

Tibby relaxed. So, the second person she talked to since she had started school was a ghost. But she was socially inept, and that was a fact. "Of course I know how I died!", The ghost yelled, laughing at Tibby. Tibby raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything to anger the ghost. After...

Tibby sighed in relief. She felt like kicking herself for being such a baby about it. She straightened up as if to erase her irrational behavior and attempted to smile in return. She cleared her throat to answer the ghost. She opened her mouth, and then closed it, clueless. "So you don't know...

Tabitha started to answer the ghost, but this girl didn't seem to want an answer. Tibby's eyes widened fearfully as the ghost began to scream. Her voice was terrible and spine-chilling. She felt like running, but her feet remained glued to the spot. She trembled uncontrollably, recoiling from...

Tabitha was still jumpy from the flying lesson, apart from being thrilled about it. Unfortunately, but not surprisingly, she had no one to share her experience. Not wanting to be in the common room, she raced to another part of the dungeons. She froze when she heard a voice that made her go...

Tabitha gave a shudder as the ghost flew through her. Then she moved in front of Tabitha, mocking her. Tabitha glared at the ghost, not really knowing what to say to her. "How about you just leave me alone, eh?", She growled, eyes narrowed.

Tabitha watched the ghost as she floated towards them. Tabitha rolled her eyes at the ghost's words. "It's called an opinion", She snapped,"And besides, I was talking about my own House."

Tabitha nodded at his theory, although she knew that as she met more people, she would judge them anyway. To answer his question, she thought about the goings-on in the common room. The Slytherin First Years were very childish. They had started some 'Evil' club that all the 'Evil' kids joined...

Tabitha frowned as she tried to remember the person that the headmaster had mention. Jareth Wardwin. He was in Slytherin, like her. Tabitha had, in fact, been surprised to hear about the death of a student, but unlike many others, she didn't feel remotely upset or bad for his friends and family...

Tabitha stopped playing, too, and looked down, amused and surprised by that fact that her first 'friend' was a hufflepuff. She always assumed that Hufflepuff was full of prissy, dependent people with no real talent or personality whatsoever. Had he told her that he was a Hufflepuff earlier, she...

Tabitha was grateful for some decent company, rather than the people she had met so far. She carried on playing, once again altering her notes to major from the minor key in which he had been playing. "Thanks", Tabitha said simply, swallowing her pride enough to not say that she didn't have to...

Tabitha gave Elijah a nod and listened to what he was playing. It sounded vaguely familiar but she couldn't seem to place the tune. It was easy to find the right notes after she adjusted her playing to the same minor scale and got the rhythm. Her fingers slipped for a second to produce a...

Tabitha could sense some discomfort between them. Great, Tibby, She thought to herself, annoyed, I'm so socially incompetent! Then Elija began to play something else. She listened, drinking in the tune, momentarily distracted. She shook herself out of her reverie to listen to what he was...