Bellamy decided to take advantage of the relative desolation of the study area and laid his claim of an entire table. There were books, old newspapers and magazines as well as hand-written notes in varying styles of font effectively blotting out the wooden surface beneath.
"'The Age of the Snake: A Compendium of Slytherin Thought'. What's the year here..." He rifled through the front covers eagerly. "Original publication date... 1826. Well, I suppose that's slightly more recent." The text before that detailed the life of Salazar himself, dated 1507. Before that, 'A Slithey Note of Slytherinne' dated 1390, which was apparently a guide on proper etiquette for the house's female members. It seemed that whatever passed as Slytherin identity could only be found in the lore of its long-dead graduates. Certainly there was pride amongst the students now, but did they even know what they were so proud of?
There was even a style code at one point that went a few steps further than the uniform. Huh. Not even Ravenclaw had this much definitive culture backing it. Regardless of history, Ravenclaw would always have Slytherin beat in terms of ghosts. He had fallen half-mad with love for the Grey Lady when he first spotted her. The Bloody Baron was just a mess to look at, though he supposed he beat out the Hufflepuff's friar. |