[Kyle & Johnny]
Despite his gentle nature and warm eyes, you weren't startled to see Kyle's witty words and inquisitive mind shine through his sorting, his curiosity emboldened by the sorting hat's serenade of his future achievements and strenuous trials. He walked off tall and proud to a table of clapping students in glasses and perfectly-ironed robes.
And not long after him, Johnny's name came up. You knew how brave and courageous he was, blind loyalty worn on his sleeve, beside his bleeding heart and unwaveringly bright mind. So it was no wonder the sorting hat sang him a ballad as he was placed in Gryffindor. He joined the table of loud and rambunctious students hollering and jumping at him.
[John]
From farther away, John - fresh into his fourth year at Hogwarts - looked on with warm pride, his heart blossoming with an explosive heat that brought a smile to his lips. Years of friendship spent as the mediator between them had pushed his patience far past its limit, but John was always much too kind to shoo them off. He couldn't be any more pleased than to see them so gleeful.
[Simon]
Simon sat away from others of the same pedigree, starkly distanced to the edge of the long table, but shrew enough to not have his actions questioned. With gentle nudges of his foot, his eyes flashed with subtle glee - clear and brightly joyous to you - that showed his relief at Kyle and Johnny's placement as you spoke in hushed tones.
Perhaps your third year wouldn't be so bad with their addition to Hogwarts' colourful community.