So this is where Niko would be calling home for the next school term. It was warm, and cosy- he could say that at least. It all just seemed too knew, and these robes! How they itched. It may have just been because he was nervous. Did he smell?! Oh no, how he hoped he didn't smell.

Nikolaus walked up to a portrait as he hid his face down his shirt, and took a small wiff. Ah good, he didn't smell. Well at least yet.