Dylan was just watching and chilling as more and more of his teammates filtered into the room. Merlin, he had an attractive team. Obviously, he'd already known this...but it was more pronounced now that they were entering one by one. Kinda gave him a chance to inspect each other individually. Hadn't he done a good job?

Oh, and there was Cassia. "Thanks, I appreciate that. Feels good bringing it back home to Slytherin where it belongs..." Dylan offered her a warm smile...feeling totally relaxed now. He continued to sip at the butterbeer in his hand...

Hudson was next and the Captain was amused that she was also dressed in Gryffindor colors. Seemed they'd had similar ideas about who they were supporting today..."Right back at you." Sip, sip. Sure, he had more to say to all of them...but it could wait until his whole team was in the room...

"No kidding." That was directed at Sky...She'd said it. Some term, indeed. It wasn't over for him, though..."Lucky for you, you aren't also sitting NEWTs this year...Cheers to me." NEWTs...SIGH. Not that he wasn't prepared. He'd been studying for them for two years now...Every piece of important information he could find...with the help of his Ravenclaw girlfriend. Dylan's ambition didn't allow him to want any less than all of them. "I must be insane."

More tired grins for them all.

Yea, he was totally insane. He'd accepted it.

...and he heard Daichi saying something that was mean-spirited...but Dylan didn't care. Daichi had decided to abandoned the team this year...and had chosen to act insane. The Captain was over it, though. Over all of it. He had enough on his plate without having to worry about one person not congratulating him. Not that big of a deal considering at the end of the day, he and his teammates had still won this for Slytherin House and their lady-in-charge, Professor Lafay.

"I think it's lame that you'll let personal feelings dictate your congratulations, really. I know I'm a jerk...but you shouldn't take that out on them." Hey, if Duck wanted to be publicly unpleasant...he was picking this battle with the right person. Dylan loved being unpleasant anytime. "I don't care if you tell me how great and awesome I did...but you should extend the courtesy to the team. They worked hard for Slytherin this year." He then pointed to the banner that said 'QUIDDITCH CUP CHAMPIONS. "....obviously."

Speaking of...Where were the rest of his players?

Belrose! "Sup, mate." Bro!nod.