<div class="floatleft">(http://ist3-4.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/4/7/w/X/47wXy/CassandraHufflepuff2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cassandra Smith<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Hufflepuff<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Beaver<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Heterosexual with bi curious<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black open shoulder-less top with over shoulder straps Hufflepuff colors plaid skirt with stockings and gym shoes.  A satchel with her school books over her right shoulder.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd 2018, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Entering great hall >>Hufflepuff table<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Silas,  Open<br/><hr/><br/>The professor would leave the Hufflepuff table.   Strangely curious  as he does so after having given nominal answer to Cassandra's question.   It almost seems he had no answer to give.  That the question had caught him off guard.<br/><br/>Strangely enough Silas has grown quiet.   In such case, Cassandra mulls over the idea of taking a walk, reacquainting herself.   Not that she has forgotten,  it is just that comfy sensation of being around and in a place that feels like a home.   An not a school at all to her.    For now she would remain.   Observing others around her own house table and those of the other houses.   The start of a new year is always a exciting time.<br/><br/>This year is going to be different.   Crosses Cassandra thought's, as she turns her attention back to her own house table.    When she suddenly comment to no one particular.   But loud enough for those around her at the table to hear.<br/><br/>"I have a strong feeling this year were going to win the quidditch tournament, house Hufflepuff.  I'm going to try out, for this year team.   I've been practicing with my broom."<br/><br/><br/><br/>