Salander strode into the classroom, hands buried in his pockets. The Slytherin Common Rooms were nice and cozy, but getting from room to room around the castle was startling for the California lad. He didnt expect English winters could be this cold! And he was still missing his overcoat and his scarf, having lent them to the wounded Triwizard Champions.

He nodded his head at the Headmaster "Mornin' Chief!" he greeted as he took a seat as close as he can to the braziers. He eyed the steaming jug and grinned 'Wonder if he plans to share whats in there? Brrrr.