Terry smiled as he looked the the familiar Slytherin table he had sat once. He remembered how and his Dark Elite members spent their time eating together. But he was sent home a few weeks ago when he got really sick. Being healthy enough to go back to school, Terry was sent back to Hogwarts. He had missed all his friends especially Clyde and Lykke. Upon reaching hogwarts, he ran all the way up to his dormitory to place his bag before making his way to the Great hall for lunch. It felt like such a long time since he last ate there.
Terry reached for some spaghetti, as he looked around. No one he knew was around. Terry hated the feeling. He felt so awkward, like a first year in Hogwarts for the very first time. "Oh well," he sighed, eating his spaghetti.
Terry reached for some spaghetti, as he looked around. No one he knew was around. Terry hated the feeling. He felt so awkward, like a first year in Hogwarts for the very first time. "Oh well," he sighed, eating his spaghetti.