Welcoming The First Years

"Being unlabelled is nice, you're not bound to anyone..." An soft, silky voice wafted over the Great Hall. Several of the first years gasped in either shock or surprise, or both, as a figure cowled from head to toe in the school's miserable cloak - somehow making it look cool - seemed to float into the Great Hall, his cloak slithering behind him. A pale hand reached up and grasped the hood, sliding it off his head. Some of the girls blinked rapidly as he revealed his appearance. Henric Lee was tall, pale, and perhaps most eye-catching of all, his hair was tied up in a Japanese Rurounin Ponytail knot, while his gray orbs flickered over the people gathered, one by one. Apart from his bizzare, albeit charming to some appearance, he wore a friendly smile on his features. Uncanny, for a Slytherin. "Why hello." He purred at Ava as he sat down beside her, speaking as if he was from another century, "It's nice to see more first years coming in." He flashed her a brilliant smile.
 
Larissa simply rolled her eyes at Henric.
He may charm some Slytherin girls but Larissa was certainly not one of them.
"Hello, Henric." Larissa said, remembering him from the year previous, "Long time no see." Larissa spoke coldly as she turned her blue eyes upon him.
 
Ava immediately turned her head around when she heard a voice, a soft charming voice. She watched this boy with amazement, he was tall and pale something Ava did not go for but there was something about this one. She couldn't put her finger on it. It was maybe just the way he held himself, how he looked, how he acted. He was smooth, almost floating into the great hall. She had never met anyone like him and she couldn't take her eyes off of him.

When he sat beside her, her stomach went into a tangle, her heart pace quickened. She just put it to nervousness, this guy made her extremely nervous but yet she didn't want him to leave. As he spoke she tried not to blush and she succeeded. Sterling was the only boy that could make that happen. "Hello.." She said softly, almost a whisper. She wasn't really able to make her voice louder. Ava stared at him fascinated, as Larissa spoke to him she noticed how cold she was towards him. But yet still didn't remove her gaze.
 
"Sedgewick." Henric greeted indifferently, giving her a warm smile that for some reason tended to have the opposite effect, sending shivers down some peoples' spines. "I hope you had a good holiday..." He murmured, bowing his head politely as he reached for a goblet and noticed Ava seeming uncomfortable. His features unmarred, he turned to give her an encouraging smile as well, picking up a random piece of bread and offering it to her. "Go on, eat. Gives you strength for the hectic schedule that one calls education..." Henric turned away to pile food into his plate, causing a little murmur of unsatisfaction from a small gaggle of girls to his side as he turned away from them.
 
Sorry for the delay.

Ava took the bread with a flushed smile. "Thanks.." She said dreamily as her eyes danced around the boys face. His perfect features. She took a small nibble of the bread. Once she had swallowed it she braved up to speak to him, but she didn't know what to say. Start by introducing yourself, duh! "I'm Ava." Her british accent was thick amongst all of the many other accents around the table. She looked down at the bread that was given to her and ripped a small piece of it then placed it in her mouth slowly, still in shock over this boy - who seemed so charming.
 
"As Sedgewick addressed me by, I'm Henric Lee." He replied politely, nodding his head in a little mock bow. "Welcome to Slytherin." He added with another one of his little unblemished smiles that seemed both right and wrong. "Best House, in my opinion. Then again, opinions differ..." He gestured a little to the Gryffindor table, and a few students around him sniggered without reprieve. Humming to himself an unfarmilar oriental tune to everyone else around the table, he reached for a fork and impaled a sausage on it.
 
Larissa gave a small, fake cough, looked towards Henric for a moment, and stared across at the Gryffindor table.
She was watching a second year whom she knew to be muggle-born.
Her eyes barely twitched as she watched him eating a piece of bread while talking about muggle sports to a first year.
Larissa eventually turned back to the Slytherin table and fixed Henric with a stern look. "Slytherin is, of course, the best house." Larissa helped herself to a mouthful of buttered bread.
"The only house to not accept the weak." Larissa smiled slightly. "And even though some people think Slytherin is bad," Larissa said, pausing for a moment to flick her silvery-blonde hair, "it's a hundred times better than Hufflepuff." Larissa laughed loudly. She thought Hufflepuff a very stupid house indeed- Accepting all the rejects, all the weak ones. She'd rather be a Ravenclaw than a Hufflepuff.
 
Henric Lee. She knew she wouldn't be forgetting that name anytime soon. Ava watched the way he spoke, the way he moved. There was just something so interesting about him. As he spoke she couldn't tear her eyes away from him, nor her ears. Even as Larissa spoke, her eyes didn't even take a glance. They were almost glued to his face, his perfect pale complexion. Though she realised that it was rather creepy looking, no staring at him like that. She picked up 'Hufflepuff' in what Larissa said. When she heard Hufflepuff she instantly thought of Sam. She gave her eyes an eye roll, "I had to live with one." Ava said bitterly.
 
"Bully you then. I suppose we all have our redeeming features. For Hufflepuffs, cannon fodder. " Henric replied airily as he chewed on his food, reaching for a goblet and taking a swig to wash down the contents of his last bite. He was sinfully flawless and perfect in every aspect of his movements, but yet, every now and then, a slight fissure appeared in his features that was covered up in the next split second. Something very hard to notice. Only few knew about it, after all, but why would a nice guy be in Slytherin? No, Henric Lee was somebody who lived wrapped up in a blanket of lies. Smiling at Ava with his lips curled at the sides in an impish, seductive smile, he promptly piled her plate up with random food. "You'll want to be well-fed for the labours of schoolwork. You're not vegetarian are you? - I added meat in there..." He said to her with a pleasant demeanour.
 
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