Well, this was a first.

As soon as he entered the Great Hall, he made his way toward the Hufflepuff table. Standing at the far end, he scanned the length of the table looking for a certain someone. “She’s usually in here early.” Mordred frowned and made his way to his own seat with the Slytherins. “Where is she? Is she okay?” After his encounter with Oakey the other day, he can’t help but feel the growing worry inside him for Sophie. He found her crying the other night but she wouldn’t tell why and what happened.

Patience isn’t one of his strong points, and he badly wants to ram his way towards the Hufflepuff dorm to look for Sophie. Seeing that he doesn’t have any choice but to wait, he stood up again and went back to the Hufflepuff table.

Welcome or not, he sat on the far end of the table away from the group of badgers and waited for Sophie arrive.