There were miniature people everywhere. Possibly a good thing as it meant Nicholai would have an easier time spotting the people he knew- when he could be bothered looking. In the meantime he was quite content to take a seat at the far end of the table and maybe have something to eat.

Water. Bread. Butter. He always chose the same thing when he felt a little sick to his stomach- although this time it was because he missed someone.

Admittedly there was a moment where he thought fondly of the table at Coopers'. Even though he had given his cushion to a Gryffindor, the Slytherin table had still been fairly extravagant for school.

He adjusted his uniform slightly- glad he had bought completely new robes since the others were tainted by the whole Cooper experience and getting a little tight around the shoulder.

Nico took a moment to see if he could spot his sister, but if she was at the Ravenclaw table, her tiny form was lost behind a wall of older students. He'd find her later.