Alright. First time for Devlin ever being here, which he didn't mind, at least so far. The food was pretty brilliant, but who knew about the rest of Hogwarts students right? He'd mostly heard they were all insane and full of drama, he just hoped that the people, no, the Slytherins he would now get to know were not a part of the group.

He needed to chill.

Devlin needed to find himself a bed first, before anything else and the minute he walked into his fifth year dorm he just stopped. Dead center, a few feet away from the door. Watching the sight he stood there with his mouth slightly opened, eyebrows knitted close together.

What in the world was going on? Why was this guy just jumping on the bed? Maybe Slytherins were the psycho house? Yeah, NO, Devlin was not going to be sleeping in here. Was this just the first taste of his housemates?

And so the boy threw all his things onto the nearest bed on the opposite end of the other door and quietly made his way out. Avoiding this one until Devlin figured out he'd tire himself from jumping.