[OPEN MINGLE] Or perhaps in Slytherin

[fulllifeconsequences]

Who: Slytherin House! (And friends and visitors, of course!)
Where: Slytherin Common Room, Quidditch Pitch, various places around Hogwarts
When: Duration of the event
Rating: G (will edit as necessary)
Summary: Slytherin open log!
The Story:



The Slytherin common room was a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and ceiling, from which round, greenish lamps were hanging on chains. A fire was crackling under an elaborately carved mantelpiece ahead of them, and several Slytherins were silhouetted around it in carved chairs.

The common room has changed, somewhat, from its historical description, thanks to the decorative powers of one Mettaton. Though it still extends beneath the lake and thus retains a greenish, aquatic cast, it's much more brightly lit, its cold, damp atmosphere replaced with dazzling MTT-brand warmth. Even the giant squid, occasionally peering in as it does its rounds of the lake, seems just a shade more glamorous inside such a charming space.

Students - and a ghost or two - can be found nestled within its confines, plotting mischief around the fire, studiously doing their homework (as good students do), or perhaps trading Chocolate Frog trading cards. Though Slytherin is not especially well-known for its wide-open, trusting nature, Slytherins are known for not snitching on each other; if a guest or two were to creep in for a while, then odds are, nobody saw anything.

Comments

[choosetruth]

[The nice thing about the sunglasses? They give her an extremely effective deadpan stare. Sure, she has legitimate reasons she needs sunglasses, but she does enjoy the effect.]

I can't decide what's more wrong with your statement: the assumption that I was at fault for the incident or even that it was recently enough to have any relevance to my current skill levels, or the suggestion that someone who fucked up a spell wouldn't belong in school. Where you learn how to not fuck up spells.

[She does not feel the need to tell him exactly what happened. It's none of his business, and he's being an asshole.]

[walkingheroin]

I'm pretty sure that if you were doing something that could cause that kind of damage in school property it would be frowned upon quite harshly.

[He shrugs his shoulders.]

But that's neither here nor there, obviously. Now, what was it you wanted?

[The answer is nothing but he's forever a prick.]

[choosetruth]

To be left alone so I can study? [She raises her eyebrows behind her glasses.]

[walkingheroin]

[He winks at her.]

We'll try not to make too much noise.

[And he'll just leave her that terrible image. Sorry, not sorry.]