[color=9e0b0f][h1]Layla Ginlio[/h1][/color]

Layla wiped the sweat off her brow as she was sorted into Gryffindor. Was she surprised? Well, yes. Considering her father had been in Ravenclaw, yes, she had expected to be in there. [I]Oh well! You're IN Hogwarts! Stop having a flipping go - at yourself![/I] Layla was barely repressing a squeal as she sat down at the Gryffindor table. Maybe she would be like Hermione Granger, who she had read about in a book... [I]STOP![/I] 

Layla sighed. She looked around at her fellow first years; a short red-headed girl (([@Gisk])) caught her eye. She wracked her brain and remembered her name was Charlotte Mary Slinger - or something of the sort.

[color=9e0b0f]"Hi there. My name's Layla Ginlio, but, um, you may already remember that from the Sorting,"[/color] she gabbled, finding her confidence suddenly, [color=9e0b0f]"Do you know, once my dear father once took my toy broom off me and I was so angry I turned myself invisible! Amazing, eh?"[/color] Layla sighed happily, [color=9e0b0f]"You know, this place is MASSIVE! How are we ever going to find our way around? Oh! Have you read A History Of Hogwarts yet? I read it the day I got it! So fabulous. Did you know that a wizard or with [I]can't[/I] Apparate inside the Hogwarts grounds! Unless, of course, the Headmistress, Professor McGonagall, lifts the enchantments... Sorry! Sorry! I'm rambling! Anyway, nice to meet you."[/color]