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SLYTHERIN TABLE, HE WAS COMING FOR YOU!
With his tie and inner linings of his robes now green, Phillip made his way towards the green table. Or, er, wait, this was the green table, right? The table for Slytherins? Because his grey eyes had landed on the ones with yellow robes and blue robes and he......... was starting to get confused. They should be over THERE, next to the table with the LOUD people like that Dora girl.
Still. Slytherin. He had to start off this term's feast by sitting in the right place so, finding an empty spot, the first year plopped himself down. Smiles were still happening, even if his butt was ACHING from sitting on that stool for so long. And these benches weren't BAD. Not the most comfortable in the world but not BAD.
WIGGLE WIGGLE WIGGLE.
Sitting here meant that he had a GOOOOOOD view of the staff table and the rest of the Sortings going on. Cheers kept running out but he also found himself getting bored VERY quickly. Mainly because he knew, well, no one. Hardly anyone. The people he knew were already sorted so...
... picking up a knife and a fork, Phillip started tapping them against the edge of the table. Tap tap tAP TAP TAPPA TAP TAP.
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