<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bc/Eikichi_Characters_52-6.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Zacharias Warde (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14002048#msg14002048)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Plain Robes<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wands</strong>: Rowan, Basilisk Skin, 11 inches, Unyielding, Family Heirloom.<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Unsorted 1<sup>st</sup>year.<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday. September 1st ,2017.<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Great Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>To Be Sorted.<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Sorting Hat | Open<br/><hr/><br/>Zacharias wasn’t worried about the sorting ceremony, other than a few unmentionable members of the Warde family most of the immediate family had always been sorted into Slytherin. As the male heir to the Warde family, since Nathaniel had been an outright disappointment to the older generation, most of the elders were expecting great things from Zacharias. Of course, Zacharias simply didn’t care. In truth even being in Hogwarts was a slight annoyance, he would have preferred to put some more distance between him and his family, especially between him and his cousin. But with little other choice in the matter Zacharias had settled for Hogwarts. While the other students were called up for their sorting Zacharias only paid brief attention after the hat decided their house. Mostly ignoring those sorted into Hufflepuff and casting a discerning look at those in Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. The ones sorted into Slytherin, however, were the only ones that he made note of. After all, while he might not care it was almost predetermined that he should go into Slytherin. He was practically born for it, anything else would be ridiculous.<br/><br/>Zacharias was fidgeting with the robes he’d put on in the train, finding them a bit to teeming for his taste but perhaps he’d get accustomed to them. Personally, be preferred the flexibility of his coat, to the robes, but there was nothing he could do about that. In-between readjusting his robes he paid attention to the banter being thrown around the houses as each student was sorted into their perspective houses. He found it rather mundane but considering there was little else of concern he could certainly let it float. He recognized only a handful of the other students, purebloods whose parties his family would occasionally attend, but otherwise most of the names and status of the other students were lost to him. Something for him to spend some time on, later in the year, after all he didn’t want to accidently associate himself with any muggle witch or wizard.<br/><br/>Eventually Zacharias was pulled out of those muddled thoughts of his when he heard his name being called, sweeping the short robes behind him as he gradually made his way up towards the steps and took a seat while waiting for the Potions Professor to place the hat on his head. This shouldn’t have lasted long; his cousin and older sister, no matter how much of a failure that they were, had both placed into Slytherin. Even that half-blood runt of a nephew of his had been placed into Slytherin. So Zacharias simply waited for the hat to descend and sort him without any additional deliberation.