Oh great, he was early. Nathan thought with less enthusiasm in his head. He wondered if he was one of the few seventh years being the first to reach the table. Nathan looked around for his friends, but none has arrived yet. Sigh. No choice but to sit with the young ones, is there?

Nathan scanned the table for new badges. Ah, Carden for prefect. Not too bad. Not his first choice but okay.

Wait a minute, they picked the fourth year for his house Quidditch team captain? Patrick Dooley? Of course being in the team last year, Patrick and Nathan had been teammates before with the same chaser roles. He would never have guessed that Patrick has gotten the role quickly. They must have found him more suited to carry on the legacy. Nice job, Dooly.

Eh... Nathan would be lying if he wasn't a little bit envious at Patrick for the role. Then again, who needed Nathan Hale, a slacker with no good conducts in his name. Nobody would have taken him seriously if he was chosen to lead the team. He was glad that they picked Dooley. He hopes for another Slytherin Quidditch cup this year.

"Dooley, congratulations. I will see you at Quidditch tryouts soon, right?" Nathan smiled at the boy.

He turned to the Bloody Baron. "Sir Baron, it's /nice/ to see you again. Hope you had a good summer." Or not. Nathan had no idea what ghosts do in the summer. He was very much oblivious to these kinds of things unless the topic involves special and rare quality Quidditch brooms.

"Hello Natalie," he greeted the sixth year girl with a wink. What, he liked saying hi to beautiful girls.