Slytherin Table

With a clatter of the fork, Henric finished his meal; out of his sleeve came a large Orange snail, crawling along his arm till it reached his shoulder. The feelers waved from side to side inquisitively as the snail converged on the leftovers on his plate. Henric ignored his pet for the most part, he picked up an apple and took a bite. "No classes till Wednesday. I'm going to go explore the school while the chance is before me." He nodded at her politely, tossing the apple in the air and catching it. "See you."
The snail crawled up his shoulder again, as Henric stalked off out of the Great Hall.
 

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