 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Ary felt oddly grown up as he took a place at the Slytherin Table. Sure, he wasn’t a fifth year or whatever but third year! Time had certainly zoomed by, as evidenced of his lengthened form. Wasn’t it just recently he was under five feet and a firstie? Oh well. He wasn’t complaining.
During all the chaos of everyone settling in at their respective Tables and amidst all the chatter, Aryan scanned the Staff Table, checking out the one new face. DeVries certainly would be missed but he trusted that the new Herbology professor would do the position justice. With this bit out of the way, the teen braced himself for the Sorting. Here’s to many hardworking Slytherins to help keep that House Cup! |