Ravenclaw Pride

Vincent slowly entered the Ravenclaw Common Room, he absorbed the room it's colours it's beautiful furniture and taking a deep breath he reveled in the homely scent that his nose welcomed. He walked up the stairs and selected his bed from last year he unpacked his things and returned downstairs.

He smiled to himself as the thoughts of the upcoming year spiked happy thoughts in his mind. He found a chair near the window and stared out into the gorgeous view, he hoped to meet his fellow Ravenclaws new or old.

Doria stumbled into the Ravenclaw common room smiling, her doe eyes wide with excitement as she clutched her books to her chest and absorbed the room. She saw a fellow ravenclaw over in the corner and smiled shyly, before going to sit infront of the fireplace.

Delia throws her whole body against the door and bursts into the Ravenclaw commons in a burst of parchment, heavy bags, and the odd black owl feather from her pet, Piper, who was rather disgruntled after being swung around in her cage so much.
She takes a few quick, skipping steps into the room, but stops when she sees others and bites her lip to keep her overly large grin off her face.
She straightens up and tosses her hair over her shoulder, before setting her many bags down in the most dignified way she can.

"I'm Delia. Second year." Her eyes focus briefly on Vincent, as she realizes this is a boy her age.