It was a joy to see someone, who is in awe really. Ethan couldn’t help but think on what the other boy was thinking at the moment…or how his brain was processing all that he is seeing. The Slytherin remained in that position as he watched his fellow. Being a pureblood has its pros and cons, and one of the downside of it is that he takes these things for granted. Ethan can’t help but be a bit jealous of him. You see, he is a pureblood but had the opportunity to live in a muggle world. Technically, he is ‘new’ to the wizarding world, but the concept of it was quickly grasped by Ethan’s mind thus missing the excitement. It was safe to say the he’s got the best of both worlds, though of course, he hasn’t realized this yet.

But enough about that! Look! Potential friend! Yaaaay!

Ethan perked up as soon as the boy started talking. So he is muggleborn! How cool, yeah? Now that’s something to be fascinated about. The Slytherin always categorized himself as somewhere in the middle when it comes to blood purity. Not that it matters to him. Heck, the point system in this school doesn’t even make sense to him. “The muggle world is a fun place too! I mean…I’m a pureblood, and I grew up in that world—and it fascinates me on how the muggles make things work. Or how…they associate the unexplainable to magic. Fun stuff.” Ethan beamed at the boy, but then caught sight of his frown. Did he say something wrong? Oh. Oooh. He’s got a sister! “I’m sure she will.” Nod nod. “How old is your sister? Is she old enough to attend Hogwarts?” Is she magical too? “I have a cousin! Well. Cousins, but I don’t talk to them much.” Nod nod. “Mordred’s like my brother. He went to Hogwarts too, a couple of years ago. Same house as me!” Aaaand that cousin of his is still baffled as to how Ethan ended up in the Snake house. “He’s studying Dragons right now in Russia. Cool, yeah?” If it was possible for the fourteen year old to do a jig in excitement, he would. But that wouldn’t be proper, no?

Now there’s his smile! Good. This bloke is a good one, he could tell. The Grayson guy is a bit shady, but he’s not closing his doors. The older Snake might just be picky with friends. Like Mordred. Heh. “Nice to meet you, Simon! Yup! I’m a Slytherin…just like you!” Waves and smiles for the boy. “Why don’t you come up here so we could talk?” He asked as he gestured at the empty armchair beside him. “The view’s good here too.” Magnificent, in fact. He didn’t even wait for Simon to take his seat, and just went on to bombard him with questions. “How do you like Hogwarts so far?” Big, no? “I transferred from Durmstrang. Not my cup of tea if you ask me.” Bloody weather. That place never saw the sun! “It’s always cold in the castle, the lectures are boring, but the activities are too rigorous. And…” Ethan leaned closer so only Simon could hear. “…the girls are prettier in this place. Not like in that bloody school. They look like deadly warriors.” No kidding.