Selina stalked over to the Hufflepuff table from the sorting podium. She must have looked quite terrifying to some of the more faint of hear badgers, Her pale skin looked almost transparent next to the black of her cloak, and it made her pale pink eyes look almost red, especially with them now being blood shot from the rage she was feeling from being sorted into Hufflepuff in the first place. Her Silver hair swirled around her face, moving simply from her fast pace, and the black clock swirled tirelessly around her feet.
Upon reaching the table, she slipped into an empty seat and glared around the table at all the happy friendly faces that surrounded her.
Oh Merlin this will be a very long seven years she thought, and took to staring at her plate with such force that it was amazing it didn't break. She took a swig from her goblet of pumpkin juice without looking up, and took a deep breath. She'd work through this, she always did. |