Caroline had finally made it to the slytherin house table for what would be her last start of term feast. It was kind of sad really. Her time here had flew by it was hard to believe that she was getting sorted seven years ago. She found a place to sit at and took her seat. She was starting to get pretty hungry she had only had what she'd got from the trolley for lunch and that was just a bunch of candy and other bad food. She looked at the table and notices the silveware. What it the name of Merlin did the house elves do all summer? Apparently not polishing the silverware.