Slytherin Table V1.0

[Theodore Nott]

Theo looked over when he heard feathers, assuming it was an owl from his father. Instead he found Bean who was hopping around eating bread, note forgotten on the table. He read the note and sighed. Looking back to Bean he finished his food quickly, grabbed a large piece of bread and Bean, and then stood to make his way to the hospital wing. Bean gave a hoot and continued to work his way through the bread not noticing anything else.

[Blake Deimos]

Blake had managed to dry off his sweater and keep his book safe, taking a seat at the Slytherin table and serving himself a warm cup of cocoa. He was very much glad the foods served coincided with the seasons as he blew at the steaming chocolate and sipped it with great care to not burn his tongue.

[Blake Deimos]

Blowing at his cup again, Blake added a small dollop of thick cream into the hot chocolate to smooth the taste over-- that and he loved whipped cream on his sweets (especially ice cream sundaes). He stirred and hummed to himself, setting the spoon on a plate and drinking from his cup while picking his book back up to read.

[Blake Deimos]

Nipping at a piece of chocolate chip cookie, Blake turned the page of his book and lifted both brows in an expression of surprise, then furrowed them in frustration. This book was very emotional, and each character felt as if they had their own aura.. it made it so much more real; because of the reality of some of these situations, he felt like he could connect to Patrick and Brad, even if he was younger than they were. On page thirty-seven, Blake finally got a definition of what a wallflower was: someone who see things, keeps quiet about them and understands. Was this what his mum meant..? Was he like that, or had he been like that? He liked to think he still was like that.. he tried to understand people and their situations, tried to wear their shoes. He kept nibbling at the cookie, sipping at his cup again.

[Blake Deimos]

Blake set down his book to reply to an owl with a quill he borrowed from a first year nearby. He sent it back fed and happy, picking his book back up to begin reading again.

[Nyssa Pond]

Nyssa came over to the Slytherin table and sat down across from Blake.

[Effy Brookes]

Effy walked into the Great Hall and saw Blake at the Slytherin table. She felt a bit odd, but she went to sit next to him and noticed that Nyssa was there, as well. "Hello," she said to both of them.

[Blake Deimos]

Blake looked up from his book, marking it with a string of ribbon as he sipped the last of his hot chocolate, "Good afternoon Miss Nyssa, Miss Effy."

[Effy Brookes]

"Good afternoon, Blake. How are you?"

[Nyssa Pond]

"Hello Effy," she said. "How have you been Blake?"

[Blake Deimos]

Blake ate another fourth of his cookie and got rid of residue crumbs on his fingers with the napkin on his lap, swallowing before he answered Effy. "I'm doing just fine, thank you- I spent some time outside by the lake and as cold as it is it's so beautiful. How about you Miss Effy? Miss Nyssa?"

[Effy Brookes]

"I'm doing wonderfully. I quite enjoy the cold, and the snow."

[Nyssa Pond]

"Good. Had a snowball fight this morning after breakfast."

[Blake Deimos]

"You're both fans of snow, then?" Blake asked with curiosity, pouring some more hot cocoa. He pulled two more cups with saucers beneath them and filled them, pushing one in front of each girl.

[Effy Brookes]

"Oh, thank you," Effy said, gratefully receiving the chocolate. "I love snow, it's my favorite kind of weather."