Ahh, He'd certainly missed Hogwarts.

The smell especially.

Wait... The smell? He was going mad. Pushing the random thought to the back of his mind, Sebastian fought his way through a gaggle of overly excited first years to an empty place on the benches. Plonking himself down, he couldn't help the crazy grin that slipped onto his mouth. He felt like he was home.

And it did smell good, no matter how much his inner sanity tried to deny it. A sort of, woody, warm smell that his home seemed to refuse to take on.

It smelt a bit like Eva's house really.