Steven smiled at the first year and nodded. "You're right, not every one is nice." He said and nodded. He grinned a little as she looked up at him, and he remembered just how tall he was... Whoops. He was away to ask her if she needed anything else before he went back to his girl-friends, but he was distracted as he saw Nancy hoovering beside her favourite sofa. Bizarre.

Want to know what was even more bizarre? Flything paper-things, hitting first years in the head. He looked up, and noticed a small boy trying to whistle. He raised his eyebrow, as he came over all concerned. Just as he was away to say something, Dru stuck up for herself, which only made him grin more. Seemed like she could handle herself perfectly.

That made him smile, although it faded a little as he saw that Nancy was talking to one of the older Slytherin's... and she looked shocked. That was never good. He frowned a little as she turned to walk towards the dorms - then stopped looking even more shocked. He gulped a little, suddenly immensly protective of his best friend and he raised an eyebrow as the older boy spoke to her and invited her to lunch!

When the heck did that happen?

He frowned more, as he threw her a green rose, and silently he wondered if the boy was good enough for his best friend. He gently moved away from Dru and the boy who had called himself Cam. He moved over to where Paris was sitting, although he wasn't sure if it was so that he could ignore the need to protect Nancy or because he needed to make sure that she was okay. Especially since the whole fiasco on the train with that guy... Whose name he didn't know.