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Aaron smiled brightly at Irma, at least a face he recognized. Although he couldn't help but think he'd heard the last name from somewhere. He shrugged, like family status really mattered. His family... well they wouldn't be happy to hear what house he'd gotten into. Irma sat down beside him and couldn't help but feel a blush creep into his cheeks. She was rather pretty, but just friend he told himself.
"It's nice to be in a house with a friend... if we are friends... I mean.." Irma said nervously. Aaron smiled happily and patted her on the shoulder.

"Yeah, we are friends," he said, even though they'd just met today. Aaron looked around at the other people at his table. He'd make friends with everyone. He plopped Alfie on to the table because he didn't take up much space and because it was uncomfortable to have him in his pocket while he was sitting. Alfie promptly nuzzled under Irma's hand and began to hum happily. Aaron chuckled "It doesn't take much to make him happy," he said. Aaron dug into the food set before him. everything was so fantastic. Aaron briefly wondered who had made it. He'd like to thank those people. He'd heard that the kitchens were near the Hufflepuff dormitories. Maybe he could find out later. But for now, he ripped a piece of parchment off a large pad of it and quickly scribbled a note saying how wonderful the meal was, signed his name and placed it on his now empty plate. He didn't care if others found it peculiar. He remembered how happy he had made his aunt one time by telling her how wonderful of a meal she had made. Aaron looked up suddenly. No wonder he was put into Hufflepuff. He's about as threatening as a cinnamon roll.

"So, you excited about classes? I'm especially excited for herbology. I love nature," Irma said. Aaron thought for a moment "Well I think care of magical creatures could be quite interesting. And Broomstick training will be fun. I am quite curious about Dr. Lune's class of random knowledge. I mean, how random are we talking? I've never been that great with plants though so we'll see how herbology goes," he said. He was excited for his new classes, but a bit worried for a couple of subjects.

Soon enough they were lead to their dormitories and Aaron was very pleased. It was comfy and warm, and he could slightly smell the leftover remnants of the feast wafting to them from the kitchens. Maybe he'd ask a prefect where they are. Unless they weren't allowed to go into the kitchens... Rubbish, he'd find them anyway. Aaron nestled into his bed. His owl had flown off to the owlry and his puffskein was humming softly next to him in bed. Tomorrow would be amazing.