Her first day with a new badge was off to an interesting, if not annoying, start. The little lovers' quarrel between Coleslaw and Ronan was just the beginning of what seemed like more of their verbal exchanges for this term, their final year. On top of that, she still had to make sure Coleslaw didn't blow anything up during any of his patrolling duties. Maybe spending an hour or two with him wouldn't be as disastrous as him and her co-head together. Would they even last five minutes?

Vivian arrived a little later than the rest, opting to help a couple of hyper first years off the train... and even that simple task seemed draining. She'd done so since her fifth year. Still tiring, and she wanted food. Once she entered the hall, it made her a wee bit annoyed that the speech didn't happen yet. But on a happier note, she had arrived for her sister's sorting and when the Hat yelled for Slytherin, the blond almost sighed in relief.

Even more reasons to prank Aunt Elise, huh? She did know her Aunt had a particular disfavour for the lions.

"Good evening, guys," Vivian greeted the people in general. There were too many around but she did manage to smile towards Patrick, then Felicity and Junia. Last year to share their dorm? It was not something Vivian would forget so easily. "Good evening, sir Baron." Bloody as ever, wasn't he?

... And she'd probably best leave Coleslaw to his thoughts. They could talk about those patrolling and Ronan issues later. Nevertheless, she offered an acknowledging smile for her co-prefect.

Right, first years! Might as well do that thing she was obliged to do. "Hello, you two. Welcome to Slytherin!" Vivian said towards the first years, one of which was (Anabeth) named Greyson? Gravestone? Something like that. And the other one (Lydia), whose name escaped her. Home of the Champions.