Archon carefully averted his eyes from the shivering girl whose robes clung too tightly and obviously to her body. "<i>Lumos.</i>" he muttered, drawing his wand from the leather sheath at his hip, and a brilliant light lit the path. The stone steps carved in the side of the hill up to the great doors were steep, but he was careful, and paused at the top to make sure all the student made it up safely. then he tapped his wand lightly on the huge, metal and wood doors, the portal swinging open silently.<br/><br/>The tall, handsome man stormed in, gesturing to an open door to the side of the entry hall. "Have a seat in this classroom. The Sorting will begin in the next fifteen minutes, when the rest of the school is seated and ready." he informed them with a small smile. "Don't make trouble." He added, and then shut the door behind him, the bolt sliding shut and locking the door. One of the other teachers would gather the students and bring them for the Sorting in the Great Hall. then he directed his step upstairs at his quick, break-neck pace, moving to his personal rooms near the Slytherin common room.<br/><br/>There he changed out of the plain black robes and into something more sleek, a full length black cloak and dark green tunic, with black leggings. The black cord belt he wore went around his waist, his pendant hanging from it, as well as the wand sheath. The black cloak clasped at his throat with an emerald. His sleeves had long trailing fabrics that flowed behind him like a shadow. Finished changing, he stormed downstairs once more, entering the Great Hall (loud with chatter and conversation) with a bang, the doors flying open with a flick of his wand, then closing behind him. he always had a flair for the dramatic. As he swept in, cloak billowing behind him as he stalked up the center aisle to the staff table, the Slytherin table roared with cheers and applause at his entry, which he attempted to quiet with a hand.<br/><br/>To little avail.