<div class="floatleft">(http://www.bananarepublic.com/Asset_Archive/BRWeb/Assets/Product/627/627679/big/br627679-00vliv01.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lili Hunterson<br/><strong>Age/Year:</strong>20 - 2nd Year<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Blood:</strong>Full<br/><strong>Clan:</strong>Montfort<br/><strong>Wand:</strong>Holly 9 1/2" w/Veela Hair Core<br/><strong>Tag:</strong><br/><hr/>Lili pouted as the second girl she had met earlier joined a clan other than hers.  She had been hoping at least one of them would become a Montfort.  Lili scanned the rest of the incoming class to try to spot any future clan members.  There seemed to be a couple, though she would have to wait for the Sapienta to confirm.  There was also, still, that strange young man who had been with the girls.  He didn't seem like the Montfort type, but one never knew.<br/><br/>As Lili pondered all this, the Sapienta called out again, "Derrick Coles, please step forth."  A young man, indistinguishable in the crowd, stepped out and nervously tossed his coin into the goblet.  The crowd again grew quiet as the Sapienta paused.  Finally, swooping out of the goblet a fiery Eagle streaked towards the ceiling and let out a raucous screech.  Circling back, it settled momentarily onto Derrick's shoulder before dissipating in a whoosh of golden flame.  "Derrick Coles is part of Dawes clan."  The Dawes clan jumped to their feet and starting clapping and whistling, though Lili thought that he would certainly not be an asset to her brother's Quidditch team.<br/><br/>Name after name got called and the animals continued to rise out of the Sapienta portending the future for each.  The clans were growing fairly evenly this year.  Occasionally one group got a larger than average class, but this year seemed fairly even, so far.  They were about halfway through when the Sapienta called out, "Talis Kallen, please step forth."